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Chapter 388 The Bride Who Was Repented 35
The mist on the long eyelashes had already condensed into ice, and the skin exposed to the air was almost numb.

The snow was blown into the corner of her eyes by the wind, Lan Shuying blinked subconsciously, and the snowflakes quickly turned into a coolness and melted there.

She lowered her body a bit, just a little lower than a nearby rock, the strong wind brushed the back of her head, but it just happened to go around this small corner under the shadow, allowing her to rest peacefully.

More than [-] steps up is the top of the mountain.

Lan Shuying's plan is to recover her strength here first, and then use her best state to meet the snowfield.

She took her left hand out of the thick fur glove, and took out a dry biscuit that had been cut into small pieces from her bosom. The moment she put it in her mouth, it was like eating a popsicle, but it was tasteless, just cold.

Slowly melted, chewed, the rough texture in her throat made her almost suspect that she was eating sand.

After finishing the lunch, she casually wiped it by the side, grabbed a handful of snow from the bottom and stuffed it into her mouth.

As soon as the fire-nature kung fu was in operation, it melted into warm water, replenishing moisture for this tired body—in the past few days, she and Ah Shui have solved the problem of water sources in this way. On the vertical cliff, no one can carry dozens of catties of weight.

The last bit of pancake has been eaten.

It was exactly as she had envisioned in her plan.

As for what to eat after going to the snowfield, don't worry, her martial arts are pretty good now, just hunt a few beasts unique to the snowfield.

After enough rest, Lan Shuying regained her spirits and continued to climb upwards.

Just three meters away from the top of the snow mountain, she stopped.

The ears faintly caught the sound of fighting.

Who is it?
Mongols who came to explore?Savages, or... aliens from the snowfield?
At this moment, she really missed the toffee a little bit.

If Toffee was here, she could directly turn on the remote monitoring to observe what happened above, but now, she can either continue to hide here, or be bolder and climb up to see by herself.

She chooses the second option.

Opportunities are often accompanied by risks, but the current situation is that it is difficult for her to retreat, the fight is very close to her, no matter whether she takes this risk or not, she is in danger of being exposed, and now she may have an advantage if she goes up.

Lan Shuying climbed up carefully, hid her body behind the stone, looked roughly through the cracks in the stone with her two eyes, then opened her ghost pupils, and looked at the place where the fighting sound was coming from.

At first glance, she thought that these four people were all from the Xueyuan race.

Because Ge Shuyu told her about the costumes of foreign races, they often only use one or two pieces of animal skins to cover their bodies.

There were three adults and one child over there, divided into two camps.

There should be a family of three on one side, the man glanced at his wife, rushed out again, and got into a ball with another man of another race opposite.

Both men were shirtless, with snow-colored animal skin skirts underneath.The woman wears an extra animal skin around her upper body, while the child wraps a whole piece of animal skin from the clavicle to the knee, with a long belt of the same color tied in the middle.

Lan Shuying noticed that the child's condition didn't seem right, his spirit was very weak, his breath was dying, and there were many scorched scars on his body, as if he had just suffered some severe punishment!
The woman hugged the child horizontally, and when the two men were fighting, she gritted her teeth and rushed towards Lan Shuying!

This is to escape?

Lan Shuying: "..."

She didn't look for trouble, trouble came to her.

Halfway through the run, the tall woman suddenly spotted her.

The four eyes met, there was only silence.

The woman pulled out a long knife from behind, and her two shiny black eyes were full of vigilance and fighting spirit.

Lan Shuying quietly clamped the poison powder and the needle between the fingers of her left hand, and her right hand naturally hung by her side, but she could reach the handle of the whip at any time.

She came out from behind the stone.

She has observed the woman's body data just now, and from an overall analysis, if the husband of the woman over there doesn't join in, just the two of them can fight.

But she does not intend to use force to solve the immediate problem.

"You are a Mongolian, right?" Lan Shuying has been resting for a while, her breathing is very steady at this time, and her tone is very peaceful, as if she just walked out of her own door and said to the passing neighbors that you have eaten .

"I'm a doctor. I just passed through the area ruled by your clan. I have treated many patients. If you don't believe me, you can ask all the way. Many people know me." Lan Shuying edited without changing expression nonsense.

Seeing that the woman was slightly loose, she struck while the iron was hot, and suggested: "I see that your child is sick. If you need my help, I can help him take a pulse."

The woman's eyes lit up, but she still had some doubts.

Lan Shuying looked at her quietly, very calm.

This woman's physical characteristics are obvious, with a broad frame, high forehead and cheekbones, strong facial features, and natural curvature even though her hair is coiled up.

This allows people to see her origin at a glance. This is a serious Mongolian woman, but she dresses up according to the habits of a foreign race, which made Lan Shuying mistakenly think that she is also a foreign race.

The child in the woman's arms was about three years old. His hair was a bit browner, and his facial features were similar to those of a woman. At close range, he could feel the heat from the child.

Lan Shuying guessed that this was a combination of Mongolian and foreign blood.

Ge Shuyu said that the alien race in Xueyuan claimed to be the descendants of gods, and they looked down on any other race, and the existence of this child showed that his father chose to breed with the Mongolian woman in front of him, which was obviously a heresy that violated the precepts of alien races.

The child's father is a standard alien, with long brown hair tied up with a section of plant root and falling behind him. Sometimes he uses the braid as a whip to fight with the opposite race, but more often he uses fists and kicks.

As the two men of different races fought, the surrounding temperature rose steadily, and the snow gradually revealed the grayish white that belonged to the stone.

"Save my child!"

The Mongolian woman finally made up her mind, knelt down in front of Lan Shuying, held the child in her arms and showed it to her.

Lan Shuying could feel her cautiousness and vigilance, she nodded, didn't touch much, just pulled the child's delicate wrist over, and put her fingers on it.

The body structure of the aliens is not much different from that of the Central Plains people. This is the conclusion she drew from Ah Shui, but as Ge Shuyu told the old man, there is a "fire" in their bodies.

In their chest cavity, there was indeed a special area. Lan Shuying observed it with ghost pupils, and there was a red ball in Ah Shui's chest cavity, about the size of a baby's fist.

As for the child's father, and the alien man who fought against him, their red balls are obviously much larger.

Perhaps this is the reason why Ah Shui was expelled?

Lan Shuying subconsciously thought of herself.

Shiwei's body doesn't even have this kind of ball, but the temperature in that area is higher, and the color is different from other places. In addition, in terms of pupil and hair color, Shiwei is obviously more similar to the Central Plains people.

Could it be that she is a descendant of a foreign race and a Central Plains person...

Since Shi Wei got into a temper with her last time because of Ye Xinghe, he has been firmly imprisoned, and he hasn't been able to speak for a long time.

Lan Shuying lifted the restrictions on her while diagnosing the child's pulse.

After Shiwei regained his freedom, he immediately opened his mouth and taunted bitterly: "Why, he only thought of me if he couldn't be cured? Since you have no ability to cure, why are you boasting about Haikou? You have saved countless people along the way. I really laughed to death, you If I save a patient along the way..."

Lan Shuying interrupted her lightly: "You are a doctor, this child has no grudge against you, only you can save him in the barren mountains and snowy land, if you are sure not to do it, then I will leave now, I just hope you don't regret."

"I... what do I have to regret?"

"Your background."

Shi Wei was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll cure it!"

When I first entered the snowfield, I met this family of three and the people who chased them down. As Lan Shuying said, this child was born weak and seriously injured, and he couldn't last long.

Lan Shuying can take action, but she is not good at treatment, and she is afraid that there will be some complications halfway. If there is a slight deviation at that time, the child's life may be missed.

The most appropriate way to deal with this kind of critically ill patient is to hand it over to Shi Wei for treatment, after all, she is the real heir of the Medicine Emperor.

"Give me your body." Shi Wei said.

Lan Shuying didn't say a word, and silently handed over control of her body, allowing Shiwei to move freely.

Of course, this freedom is limited. Her soul did not retreat to the sea of ​​consciousness, but entwined around her weakened soul body.

Once Shiwei shows signs of backbiting, she will immediately lock the person back and take over the body again.

"How?" Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, the Mongolian woman couldn't help asking nervously.

"Ah?" Shi Wei was stunned, only to realize that he had climbed up from that ghostly place, and immediately showed excitement, and suddenly realized the abnormal heat coming from his fingertips.

She didn't have Lan Shuying's ghost pupils, so she couldn't figure out the child's symptoms, so she used the traditional way of looking, hearing and asking to observe the patient carefully.

Lan Shuying directly told Shiwei what she had found, and urged her to rescue her as soon as possible.

Shiwei listened carefully, and quickly came up with a treatment plan. While taking golden needles, he comforted the Mongolian woman: "Sister, don't worry, this child is saved. Let's find a place that can shelter from the wind, and I will give him the needle right away." .”

"it is good!"

Without saying a word, the Mongolian woman picked up the child and ran behind a boulder.

She was not worried about her husband. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that her husband's fighting ability was indeed better than those who hunted them down.

The acupuncture here is not over yet, and the fighting over there has stopped.

The woman's husband punched the opponent in the center of his chest. The opponent coughed up a mouthful of blood, pointed at him and cursed something, then fell to the ground.

The heat gradually faded away.

Lan Shuying "seeed" clearly, that punch happened to shatter the red ball in the body of the foreign race, which should be an important organ of the foreign race, perhaps even more important than the heart and brain.

The man's sharp eyes looked at this side, and he strode forward on the melting snow.

Pointing at the decline, the Mongolian woman spoke to her husband in a language they did not understand.

The man seemed to understand that this was the doctor who could save his son, and his cold expression softened.

He squatted in the outer gap of the stone, and the heat wave gently spread out, resisting the cold wind and heavy snow from outside, and providing them with a safe and warm haven and an emergency room.

Shi Wei glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to give the child the needle.

Lan Shuying watched the first aid from the first-person perspective.

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and the techniques and main points of the continuation of the pulse have been taught in the "Compassion Pharmacopoeia", but they are used by Shiwei. Because of the combination of her comprehension and years of experience, Lan Shuying quietly Steal a lot.

If Shi Wei knew about this, he would probably scream out of anger again.

After applying the needles, Shi Wei treated the child's burns with the wound medicine he brought with him.

Fortunately, here is a snowy field, and the temperature is extremely low. If they had walked for so long in other places, the wound infection alone would be enough to kill the child.

The foreign man turned his head and said something hastily, and the Mongolian woman translated: "There are pursuers coming, we have to leave as soon as possible."

She caressed the child's little face anxiously, avoiding the wound with distress: "Doctor, my child..."

Shi Wei hesitated a little, took out a gold-and-white porcelain bottle, took a deep breath, poured out the pill painfully, and fed half of the pill into the child's mouth.

Her movements and eyes all showed the preciousness of this medicine.

The Mongolian women are increasingly trusting and grateful to her.

Shiwei replied: "The child is fine for the time being. He cannot move around by himself for at least three months. It is best to find a place to rest. The weather should not be too hot, and the wound needs to be changed every day. I can find time to write a prescription for you. Grab the medicine by yourself after going down the mountain, which will be more helpful to his illness."

"Okay, okay! Thank you doctor..."

The Mongolian woman was so grateful that she was suddenly pulled up by her husband.

From the gap he made, one can see that in the distance, dozens of long dragons rolled up on the snow!

It was a dozen men of different races running wildly on the snow, rolling up the snow all over the sky, and the snow they stepped on melted into a deep earthy color.

Lan Shuying took a quick glance, and found that any one of them had the same physical data as the woman's husband. It might not be a problem for him to play one-on-two or three-on-one, but if a dozen or so swarmed up, they were definitely not opponents.

The body of the man of the foreign race was still lying not far away, and it was unclear what happened.

Not only this family needs to escape, but she also has to go with her. Because of the language barrier, she can't explain her purpose and identity to the foreign race even if she stays here.

Lan Shuying made a decisive decision and directly locked Shiwei back. She handed the child back to the woman's arms and walked in the direction she came from first.

"Come with me, there is a road that has been opened here, and it is easier to go."

The family of three walked down behind her.

Compared with the cliffs in other places, this road has the holes she dug, and the ice and snow have been cleared, so it is indeed easier to pass.

The man tied the child on the woman's back, and let them go first, and he cut off the rear.

The first human head appeared on the top of Xuefeng.

Followed by the second, the third...

The dozen or so aliens looked at them, bowed their heads and began to discuss. After a while, seeing those figures getting further and further away, the aliens were obviously a little anxious.

One of them said something loudly, and then started to climb down first, using all four limbs, and flexibly chased Lan Shuying and the others!
(End of this chapter)