Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

News about a powerful doctor coming out of the Wolf Blood King's camp spread quickly, and many people who had seen it said that the doctor's methods were like miracles and beyond imagination.

On the first day, because the news had not been fully circulated, not many people came. In the afternoon, Gus simply pulled over the slaves who were injured and unattended in the king's camp so that Hesia could treat them.

On the second day, the number of people who came after hearing the news obviously increased, and a long queue formed outside the tent.

On the third day, Gus felt that he would be sorry for not charging more at this time, so the price of medical treatment increased again, and even increased the price based on the severity of the condition.

On the fourth day, almost everyone in Wangying knew about the existence of this miraculous doctor, and many people from surrounding settlements also rushed over.

On the fifth day, Heshia finished her busy morning and finally took advantage of her break to take a walk at noon.

There are not many catering stalls in the Wolf Blood King's camp. Heshia has eaten barbecue several times at noon and is a little tired of it today.

What should I eat? Heshia walked on the street and glanced at it.

There are many stalls here that make stewed meat soup, which is to put meat, skin, fat, vegetables and some seasonings into a pot to cook, then serve it out and sell it to customers. It can be said that the method is the simplest, and the ingredients are also very demanding. Broadly speaking, if it weren't for the lack of spices, there is always a smell of mutton or fish, Heshia might give it a try.

Sure enough, she still didn't want to touch this kind of thing. She shook her head and turned to the only shop that sold toast. Although this shop was expensive and tasted boring, it was at least acceptable.

Walking into the bakery, there is a faint sweet aroma in the stone house. There are not many customers here. After all, eating bread is indeed a luxury.

Scattered customers were chatting with the shopkeeper. It seemed that they were regular customers. Occasionally, they peeked at a woman in the shop who was wearing a purple gauze skirt. She was tall, her hair was pulled up, her face was covered with a gauze, and she had silver pendants on her ears. , gently swaying as you move around, reflecting a little bit of brilliance, and paired with the looming face of the veil, it has a special charm.

After taking the selected bread to the front desk, the woman took out five blood-stamped copper coins issued by Wang Ying and placed them on the table, making a jingling sound.

"Three loaves have a total of 42 paper blood seals. I want you to find 8 paper blood seals." The shopkeeper quickly put the silver coins into the drawer, then took out 8 old parchment paper blood seals and handed them to the woman.

When they took the banknotes, their fingers touched slightly. The shop owner seemed to feel a sudden happiness and joy, and his eyes narrowed.

"Can you tell me about the recent events in the Wang Camp? I haven't been here for a long time." The woman did not leave in a hurry and still leaned on the front desk. The white skin on her chest attracted the attention of several people at the front desk.

"What happened recently..." The shop owner seemed a little obsessed with the memory, and his mind was not very clear.

"Oh, yes, a famous doctor came to Wangying recently. It is said that he has an agreement with the chief steward of Wangying, and he will stay here for a few days to treat various patients who come and go."

"Oh, what's that doctor like?"

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Afterwards, the two of them talked and asked one sentence after another, and the shop owner and the people at the front desk slowly pieced together what happened during this period.

While they were talking, Heshia had actually chosen the bread, but she was not in a hurry to go there now. She stood aside and listened to how others described and viewed herself.

"Isn't there any rumor about that doctor being so powerful before?" The woman was curious, her voice was slightly coquettish, and she was surprisingly young compared to her slightly mature figure.

"This...I don't know. Some people seem to say that the doctor should have come from the east. There was an insect infestation there, and he came here to buy food. He probably came here as a refugee."

Seeing that she couldn't get any specific details, the woman changed the topic, "When I came here, someone said they saw a butterfly species. I heard that this species has not appeared on the grassland for more than ten years."

"That's right, it seems that the doctor's tent treatment this time was related to the butterfly species. There was a butterfly slave at that time..."

While the two were talking, the idle guest also wanted to attract the woman's attention, so he interjected.

"I know that at that time, Lord Gus strictly investigated the matter of bringing butterfly-type slaves into the city without permission, and even beheaded the slave trader."

"Why do you attach so much importance to it? Isn't it just a slave?" Some people were puzzled.

"You don't know this..." At this point, the guest lowered his voice.

"In the past, the wolf-blooded family was not the only one in this grassland. The butterfly-eye species was also a powerful force at that time. But then the wolf-blood queen was promoted. She took the wolf-blooded species and a group of settlements to kill the butterfly-eye species. Escape, now you can’t even see it.”

"The cat-tailed species, the fox-tailed species, and the rare willow-tailed species, all used to be vassals of the butterfly-eye species, hehe." After saying that, he couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw everyone looking at him so attentively.

"Most people don't know about this kind of thing, but I heard about it from my grandfather." No one records history on the grassland, and people at that time often forget about many things when they no longer come here.

After talking about this topic, everyone was satisfied, and the woman in purple also left the shop with the bread.

Seeing the other party leave, Tilan looked at it for a while, then walked to the front desk to pay the bill.

"A piece of bread costs 15 paper blood seals." A paper blood seal is a special dye stamp covered with parchment. This is the most basic currency in the royal camp, and it is very simple to make.

Tilan took out a few coins from her waist bag. These copper and silver coins were obviously much more exquisite and were also made by craftsmen in the king's camp.

"Okay." After collecting the money, the shopkeeper handed the bread to Tilan.

The girl walked on the road while tearing the bread and eating it. The taste was a bit like sawdust, but not so hard, with a little salty taste after fermentation. Tilan recalled the news she had just heard and the purple-clothed woman not long ago.

It was obvious that the woman used the charm spell ability, but she was very skilled and the process was very smooth, which did not attract the attention of the shopkeeper and the guests. Under her intentional guidance, a lot of valuable information was obtained.

This kind of spell is very similar to the way Lu Qing, the leader of the foxtail species, used it. Either this woman is also a superior species of a new race, or her race has a certain charm ability.

When she heard the news about the butterfly-eyed species, her emotions fluctuated a bit. It seemed that she must be related to the butterfly-eyed species. Moreover, when talking about the wolf-blood species, this woman also had some hidden hostility, but she concealed it very well and did not show it. If Tilan was not a singer, she would not be able to detect it.

This purple-clothed woman probably came for the prisoner of the butterfly-eyed species. It happened that the butterfly-eyed species was rescued by herself. It seemed that the other party would come to the door sooner or later, but I didn’t know whether it would be sneaky or blatant.

After eating half a bun, Tilan really didn’t want to continue. Looking at the remaining half, she turned her head and gave it to a begging child on the street, and then returned to the tent in the middle of the king’s camp.

In the afternoon, there was another busy period. Many of the patients this time came from other places, and their conditions were also more difficult, otherwise they would not have been dragged on.

"In the past few years, I feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker. Could it be that I have some kind of cancer?" A skinny man walked into the tent, and his slanted eyebrows looked at the doctor wearing a bird-beak mask.

"Sit down first." Tilan walked over, raised her finger slightly, and a faint halo ripple spread, checking the other person's physical condition like a scanner.

After the high-intensity actual combat in the past few days, her medical level and proficiency can be said to have risen sharply.

After the examination, Tilan tilted her head and thought for a while, and changed to another detection mode, and put her hand down after a few minutes.

Seeing that the legendary doctor was silent, the man's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley, and his voice was also a little scared and frightened, "Can I still be saved, doctor?"

"Where did you get the pendant on your chest." Tilan suddenly spoke.

"Pendant." The other party suddenly thought of something and quickly pulled out the pendant inside the collar. The pendant was a beautiful light green color, as if it was glowing faintly.

"Bring a stone box here." Tilan ordered the guards at the door of the tent. Although they didn't understand it, these guards relied on Tilan to accept bribes from countless people who jumped the queue in the past few days, and they would try their best to meet Tilan's requirements.

"Stone box?" Although they were a little puzzled, the two guards rode on their horses and rushed to the market.

About ten minutes later, the two came with a stone box, which seemed to be used to hold jewelry.

"Put the pendant in it." Tilan asked the other party to put the pendant in the box.

"Are you asking for this pendant as a reward? No problem, as long as you can save me." The skinny man hurriedly did it.

Seeing that the stone box was sealed, Tilan asked someone to put it in a corner.

"This thing is the reason why you are weak."

"Don't you know that this rare fluorescence is mostly radioactive?" The girl lamented the backwardness of knowledge education here.

"Radioactive, what is that?" The other party really didn't understand.

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"I mean, the stone is stained with a special curse, and it must be sealed with thick rocks to prevent the spread of the curse. When you carry it, your body is corroded by the curse in it, and you naturally become weak." As a last resort, Tilan can only explain it in words that the other party understands.

"Ah, it turns out that it has this evil curse. No wonder the leader of the 'Kapoli' settlement died young."

"Kapoli settlement?" Tilan has seen many people on the grassland during this period, but has never heard of this name.

"This is a settlement twenty years ago, but it is gone now. Their leader is a powerful willow spirit, and there are many willow spirits who are good at weaving under his command. With this, the Kapoli settlement has always been very rich."

"Weaving?" Think about it carefully, the grassland is almost all animal skin clothes, and other fabrics are extremely rare.

"Yes, they will cultivate special willow trees. The fibers of willow branches will be very soft after processing. They are used to weave cloth. Such cloth is very tough and durable, but it's a pity that it is basically invisible now."

After saying this, the skinny man stared at the closed stone box for a while.

"If I had known this, I would not have taken this trophy at the time. I didn't expect it to have such a strong curse power."

After saying this, the man walked out of the tent in a daze and slowly disappeared into the street.

Being able to come to Tilan for treatment on the fifth day, he must have accumulated a lot of wealth in the past. Although he is weak now, no one robs him. It seems that when he was young, he must have been a famous figure at that time.

After the man left, Tilan asked someone to go to the market to find a lead box. It was too unsafe to seal it with ordinary stones. Although she was not afraid, the people around her probably could not resist this kind of radiation.

Unknowingly, the fifth day of treatment ended, and tomorrow would be the last day.

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At night, Tilan came to the cell where the butterfly-eyed man was imprisoned. This was a place she rented temporarily from Wangying. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to be locked up in a tent, and it would not be convenient for cleaning.

She had been busy with treatment and procurement these days, and only had time to come and talk to him today.

"Can you find me a chair?" Tilan asked the jailer. In the past few days, although she was not a member of Wangying, her medical skills and identity had been recognized by most people.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The wolf-blood guard replied respectfully, and then asked someone to bring a wooden chair.

Sitting in the aisle outside the iron bars, the torch inserted on the side shone light into the damp and cold space inside, and the girl's facial contours were divided into light and dark sides by light and shadow.

In the cell, the butterfly-eyed man huddled in a corner. These days of imprisonment gradually calmed him down, or rather, he was a little desperate and heartbroken.

His dark black hair was slightly purple, and behind him were gray and purple butterfly wings, but now they were already broken and had several large holes, as if they had been bitten by mice. Fortunately, such butterfly wings had no blood vessels, so even if they were injured, they would not be too painful, but they looked very miserable.

"Can you tell me about your origins?" Tilan spoke at this time.

"You should know that I saved you."

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and glanced at the girl sitting outside the iron fence. He had no desire to answer and remained silent.

It's not easy to get along with, the girl thought in her heart, but as a singer, she always has a way.

The left hand on her knee was raised, and the wrist like a work of art slowly emerged from the sleeve, reflecting the orange-yellow firelight on the side. There was a silver bracelet made of thin lines on the white wrist. As the wrist swayed slightly, the small bell hanging on it also swayed with it, making a subtle and pleasant sound.

Like an invisible ripple spreading, the man sitting in the cell fell into a distant dream. It was a verdant and snow-covered forest, and the sound of moving music and singing could be heard faintly in the forest.

The world became particularly quiet, with a kind of tranquility that made people feel at ease. All the pain and turbulent emotions slowly left him, calming down like falling snow, so empty, his heart was as empty as the gray-blue sky, moving away the trivial troubles accumulated in his heart and mind.

The faint tranquility made people inevitably fall into memories. The song gradually synchronized with his mood, making him slowly remember many childhood events, and some forgotten memories were picked up from his memory again.

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I don’t know how time passes, the forest is still covered with snow, but the song gradually stops, everything is empty and quiet.

Walking lightly on the snow, the long boots pass through the forest, and the pine needles and grass leaves make a sizzling sound when they step on the snow. When the footsteps approach, he can’t help but raise his eyes and see the owner of the gray boots.

The girl standing opposite him had long silver-gray hair as long as the sky, and a hooded cape with falling snow on her body. Her slender waist was outlined by the belt under the cape. When she took off her hood, revealing a pair of flawless and clear eyes, it seemed that there were thousands of different blue layers in them, making people willing to sink into them.

Through these eyes, he seemed to see a pure and sincere soul, and the emotions conveyed were so sincere that people could not have a trace of blasphemy.

This fairy-tale scene made him feel a great relief. Perhaps sleeping here forever is also a reassuring choice.

Everything in the world is too heavy and torturous, so he doesn't want to return to the painful body trapped in the mud. If there is such a flawless girl as the god of death to greet him, he is willing to accept it and sleep forever.

Unfortunately, the girl did not want him to sleep, but stretched out her hands in front of him.

"Can you tell me your story?"

The hands were reflected in the snow, and the faint blood color on them could be seen, bringing a touch of warmth in this cold world.

It seemed that he had thousands of words to say at this moment, and he also let go of the closed door of his heart and slowly told his story.

Those distant pasts, those forgotten memories, those lost faces.

This is a story about a person who once chased and admired a figure, but finally fell to the ground, watching his familiar companions slowly disappear, and failed.