Author: Ging Le

"Just listen to your benefactor, send the sick people to the vacant room next door, and you guys will take turns to take care of them." Shan Dan suddenly spoke up, interrupting Jing Zhao's words. He nodded at a few people and said.

"Clan leader..." Everyone looked embarrassed.

Shan Dan said: "Since I brought you all out of Yong'an, why did we leave our hometowns? It's just to survive. Please believe me today. As the leader of the clan, I will make sure everyone is well."

Everyone was silent. It could be seen that they listened to Shan Dan's words, otherwise they would not have followed him and traveled hundreds of miles from Sanshan to Quan County.

The sick people set off silently, and their relatives and friends supported them and took them to the next room.

Shan Dan suddenly pulled Gu Jingzhao aside.

A man with a dark complexion was lying in the corner.

"This is?"

Shan Dan said: "His name is Ah Fu. He is the only doctor within a hundred miles and has excellent medical skills."

After hearing this, Jing Zhao felt a little strange. People in this place all believed in the Great Witch. The existence of a creature like the doctor was obviously not to deal with the Great Witch. It was a miracle that he could survive until now without being stewed in a large cauldron!

He remained silent, waiting for Shandan's explanation later.

Shan Dan said: "I know that if this disease is to be cured, it must be Dr. Afu. So no matter what, I must take him out of Yong'an."

Jing Zhao saw his face was dark and asked, "Then what's wrong with him?"

"He was bitten by a big insect." A child next to him took off his shoes, and there were two black holes on the little finger of his left foot, and the entire sole of his foot was completely black.

The corner of Jing Zhao's mouth twitched twice. The big insect is a snake. This doctor can't even detoxify snake venom. He can make medicine to cure the epidemic?!

Seemingly seeing his doubts, several people nearby said quickly:

"Dr. Afu is a rich man, and after taking the medicine he prescribed, my family has given birth to two fat grandsons in three years."

"I have been lame for twenty years. Doctor Afu prescribed some medicine and I was cured after taking it. You can see that I don't even limp when I walk now."

"And me, all the doctors said I wouldn't live to be eighteen, but after Dr. Ah Fu checked my pulse, you see, I'm already twenty this year!"

Everyone present came to see Dr. Afu for serious illness or minor pain, and through his hands, everyone recovered.

Jing Zhao thought about it, he would rather let it go than kill him by mistake! If this is really a miracle doctor, maybe he will be the turning point for this epidemic!

Jing Zhao secretly called in his heart: System system!

[Ding, dear host, what do you want from me? 】

Jing Zhao: Give me a serum to detoxify snake venom.

【……】

[My dear host! I am the food system! How can there be such a thing as a detoxifying serum in the food system!!!]

Jing Zhao: Aren’t you a goldfinger? As a goldfinger, shouldn’t there be some extraordinary functions? Look at how you look like a qualified goldfinger.

[But... there are specializations in the arts, I am just a weak, helpless and pitiful food system.]

Jing Zhao proudly snorted: Either give me the serum, or I will go back and continue lying on the bed. The coffin is good, cool and comfortable, living alone in a large flat floor, in a small villa surrounded by mountains and rivers...

[Ding! The system prompts, congratulations to the host for obtaining the detoxification serum*1]

The sound of the system interrupted Jing Zhao's thoughts. Jing Zhao's eyes lit up, and as expected, an antidote serum appeared in his backpack!

[System (crying): I borrowed this from the miracle doctor system next door. The host is for you, I... my innocence is gone ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.]

Jing Zhao comforted: It's okay, it's okay. Innocence is a small matter, but you saved people! Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. In my heart, you will always be the best system!

Jing Zhao comforted him for a few words and immediately came out of consciousness.

He stared at Ah Fu for a moment, and then said seriously to Shandan: "I have a way to save him, just send him to my store."

After hearing this, everyone immediately gathered around.

"You...what did you say?" A man in the crowd changed his face. "Can you detoxify the insect?"

Shandan also said: "My benefactor, this is a big insect. If he were not the chosen one, the poison of the big insect would be indestructible."

Fujian and Yue advocate snake culture, respecting snakes and worshiping them. Young people would tattoo snake totems on their bodies during the crowning ceremony. Moreover, in this era of scarcity of supplies, there was basically no explanation for being bitten by a snake. When Jing Zhao said such words, he was naturally troubled.

to everyone's doubts.

Jing Zhao patted his shoulder and nodded firmly, "Don't worry, I have my own opinion."

He asked the two men who had just delivered the food to carry Ah Fu back to the store, and asked Shandan to take care of the tribe and have a good rest. He would deliver food to them again tomorrow.

After settling everything, Jing Zhao was ready to leave.

Jing Zhao looked around the crowd: "Hey, where's Aning?" In the blink of an eye, the brat was gone.

Qingdao: "I saw Mr. Ning just went out and seemed to be heading in that direction."

Jing Zhao glanced in the direction of Qing's finger. The sun was setting, and the red halo cast beautiful light and shadow on the horizon. The entire road was paved with a dazzling red light, making the desolation here even more desolate.

"You take the child and go back first, I'll go look for him." Jing Zhao said to Qing, and walked in the direction of her finger.

Along the way, the wind whistled through the dilapidated and empty houses, like a wail. It was supposed to be a fruitful autumn harvest, but now when we look around, there is nothing but yellow sand.

The empty world with no millet or people around seemed like a ghost town.

Jing Zhao suddenly stopped.

In the distance, he saw two figures, one sitting on the edge of the thatched house and the other squatting on the threshold.

The man squatting on the threshold was none other than Aning. The young man looked up at the sky, his eyes as clear as water filled with emotions that Jing Zhao couldn't understand. His thin body seemed to be weighted by an invisible mountain, carrying something.

The heavy things made the boy full of maturity that he should not have at his age.

For a moment, Jing Zhaowu felt like his heart was being stabbed. His eyes softened and he walked over.

Sitting next to Aning was a skinny little old lady. She was holding a bowl of rice with a few oysters on it. It was clearly made by Jing Zhaogang.

"Mother-in-law, is it delicious?" Gu Jingzhao, a financial fan, was determined not to miss any opportunity to get a good review.

"It's delicious." The old woman nodded, "Have you seen my son? It's getting dark, so let him go home early."

Her eyes pierced into Jing Zhao's eyes. Jing Zhao didn't dare to look at her for a moment. He quickly turned to look at Aning for help.

Aning said calmly: "I didn't see her son either."

In troubled times, his son may have died a long time ago, or he may have been captured by the witch to do hard labor. This old woman has been waiting for a man who may never come back at all.

Jing Zhao had mixed feelings in his heart.
Chapter completed!