The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

Late night

A tall figure stood in the night, staring at the cave not far away.

"Sir, there was news just now from people in the Shadow Sect. After we left Luo City, Liu Hanyue led a team of people to catch up with us. However, a plague broke out today, and our team decided to go up the mountain temporarily. Liu Hanyue should have passed by now. This mountain top.”

Jiang Ci's eyes narrowed slightly, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.

"The ghost is really lingering. Inform the shadow guards and ask them to lead Liu Hanyue towards Xinyang Mansion."

"Yes!"

After Huanying accepted the order, she raised her head and glanced towards the cave.

"Miss Yan has superb medical skills. She will definitely be able to cure this plague and turn it into a disaster. Don't worry too much, sir."

Without saying a word, Jiang Ci took out a piece of paper from his sleeve robe and handed it to Huan Ying.

"Tomorrow you personally take a few people to a nearby town and purchase all the items written on the paper."

"Subordinates take orders!"

the next morning

Yan Shu woke up at dawn. She borrowed a refugee's basket and prepared to go into the mountains to collect medicine.

"Miss Yan, my baby has a high fever, please check it out quickly."

Yan Shu walked straight towards the woman who was speaking. She was holding a six or seven-year-old boy in her arms. At this time, the boy's face was flushed with an abnormal color, his lips were white, and his thin body was shaking constantly.

"Wow!"

The child suddenly began to vomit.

Yan Shu frowned and said, "It's already infected. Hold the child and go to the other side first. Others should stay away from this vomit."

The refugees surrounding him immediately dispersed, fearing that they would be infected if they left late.

The woman suddenly seemed to have lost her backbone and cried helplessly.

"My poor son, your father and your eldest brother are gone. If you have any troubles, how can you live as a mother?"

Liu Yuanxin looked distressed and comforted her softly: "Sister-in-law, the child is still sick. As his mother, you must hold on at this time. Sister Yan Shu and I will go to pick medicinal materials in a while. We will be ready by noon at the latest." Everyone drinks the medicine."

The woman couldn't listen at all and continued to cry while holding her child in her arms.

Yan Shu said coldly: "Since your child has been infected, do you think you can escape? This is a plague, and those in close contact will be infected almost [-]%, so if this child cannot be saved, you will stay with him. Come on, we are together whether life or death, why are you crying?"

The woman began to sob quietly, and Yan Shu said with a cold face: "Take the child to the other side."

"Oh!"

The woman choked and nodded, wiped away her tears with her sleeves, picked up the child and walked quickly to Wen Yu's cousins ​​and sat down next to them.

Wen Yutang looked much better today and woke up when he heard voices.

He stared at Yan Shu quietly. He had just heard from his little sister that this girl Yan saved his life, but he had not yet thanked her in person.

When Yan Shu saw that Wen Yutang was awake, he glanced at him lightly without saying anything, then squatted down and began to treat the child.

She handed the woman a handkerchief and asked her to wipe the vomit from the corner of the child's mouth, while she took out the acupuncture bag from the cloth bag.

"Xin'er, untie the child's clothes."

"okay."

Liu Yuanxin immediately opened the child's clothes. Yan Shu took out the silver needle from the acupuncture bag and quickly inserted the needle at the child's acupuncture point.

After dozens of silver needles were stuck on his body, Yan Shu took out a thicker silver needle, took the child's middle index finger, and quickly inserted the needle.

"It hurts so much!" The child cried out in pain.

Yan Shu comforted him softly: "It will stop hurting after a while. Do you feel less uncomfortable in your stomach now?"

The child opened his big watery eyes and nodded. He had wanted to vomit just now, but now he didn't want to vomit so much.

While Yan Shu was communicating with the child, the movements of his hands did not stop. Blood kept coming out from the pads of the child's two fingers.

After a cup of tea, the child's complexion gradually returned to normal, and he became much more energetic.

Yan Shu touched the child's forehead and stopped what he was doing as the fever began to subside.

A quarter of an hour later, Yan Shu put away the silver needle. The child was no longer so hot. The woman was surprised to hold her son and touch her again and again.

"The fever has gone down? Miss Yan, your acupuncture is really amazing."

Other refugees standing a few meters away also expressed their admiration.

After seeing with their own eyes that Yan Shu brought down the child's fever with just a silver needle, everyone gradually believed that this little girl was really capable.

Yan Shu put the silver needle into the acupuncture bag, took out the medicine bottle from last night, uncorked it, poured out a white pill and handed it to the woman.

"Give it to your child. This medicine will help him sleep. He will fall asleep for half a day after taking it. As long as he does not suffer from convulsions, there is no need to wake him up."

There was a smile on the woman's face now, and she nodded repeatedly: "I've written it down, Miss Yan, thank you so much for saving my son's life."

Yan Shu smiled lightly, stood up, picked up the basket and carried it on his back.

Before leaving, she warned the other refugees.

"There are a lot of wild vegetables around here. People who don't have symptoms yet can dig some wild vegetables here and there. Remember not to go too far. Strong laborers continue to collect some dry firewood and hay and come back."

The amount of grass cut last night was limited, and it was spread on the ground to barely block the cold air on the ground. However, there was no quilt on me, so I was still woken up by the cold in the middle of the night.

It's hard for normal people, but it's even harder for these patients infected with the plague, so we have to continue cutting more hay today.

"Okay, we've written it down. When will Miss Yan come back?"

At this time, everyone has regarded Yan Shu as the backbone of the team. If she is not around, everyone will feel uneasy.

Yan Shu glanced outside the cave and estimated the time.

"I'll be back by noon at the latest. If someone brings something over after I leave, you can help collect it."

"Do not worry."

Several young people stepped forward.

"Miss Yan, it's too unsafe for you two girls to go into the mountains. Let a few of us go with you."

Others also echoed: "Miss Yan, let Erzhu and the others come with us. It's really not safe for you two."

"No, we won't go too far. Just stay here and continue mowing the grass."

After saying this, Yan Shu took Liu Yuanxin and left the cave.

"Sister Yan Shu, is the acupuncture method you just used to treat the plague?"

"It's the five methods to combat the epidemic."

"What are the five methods to combat epidemics?"

Yan Shu glanced at Liu Yuanxin and said: "Remove depression and improve luck, strengthen the weak Quan Zhen, vent the excess of excess, and be as good as the neighbors."

Liu Yuanxin recited these words silently in her heart, and gradually realized something.

"It's really wonderful. This method of stabbing corresponds to the balance of the five elements. It can strengthen the root and prevent the disease."

Yan Shu showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"You are very talented in studying medicine."