Chapter 498 You Are A Great Sorcerer

Chapter 498 you are a great sorcerer

After walking for nearly an hour, it was getting dark and the road was almost out of sight. Gu Nuan had fallen several times and almost fell into a nearby valley.

"Hold on for a while, we'll be there soon."

Zulu People lit a torch with a match and muttered,

"You're the one who's slow. If I were alone, I would have arrived long ago."

..." Gu Nuan didn't know what to say.

This kind of road, up and down the mountain from time to time, small winding path, rugged, dark sky, not good vision, how fast?

Fortunately, with a torch, the sight was much better, and after crossing a mountain, came to a large flat land surrounded by mountains, the road became easier to walk on.

"Here we are," said Zulu People, who spoke english, pointing to a large mushroom house not far ahead.

"It's over there."

Gu Nuan breathed a long sigh of relief and finally came to her. Along the way, her feet were already red and swollen, and she had fallen several times. Her palms had been scratched, and she even found gauze on the road to wrap them up.

When he arrived at the mushroom house, Zulu People asked him to wait at the door. He went in to report, because the people inside did not know that he had brought in the people outside.

Only then did Gu Nuan realize that there was no signal in this place. Besides, even if there was a signal, they still couldn't reach each other without a cell phone.

The man went in for a few minutes, and then two more Zulu People came out. Compared to the english speaking Zulu People who brought her in, the two of them looked much more ferocious.

One of the older students looked at her and said something fierce, and his face was obviously angry, and his resistance and hostility towards her were very obvious.

Unfortunately, Gu Nuan couldn't understand a word. She didn't know what Zulu People said. She just stared at Zulu People, who spoke english.

This english speaking Zulu People quickly said to her, "This is our village head. He asked if you really know how to treat a disease? What if it can't be cured?"

Gu Nuan originally wanted to say that I only knew a little, and I learned it when I was a child. In fact, how could she know how to treat a serious illness?

But on the tip of her tongue, if she said that, then these Zulu People must think that she was deceiving them, and the consequences of deceiving Zulu People, she did not know, and did not dare to know.

So, she could only say,

"Well, I will treat some diseases. As for whether they can be cured, can I see these patients first? I haven't even seen a patient. How do I know if it can be cured?"

Zulu People, who knew english, translated Gu Nuan's words to the two of them. They frowned and the three of them talked for another two minutes before letting Gu Nuan in.

Gu Nuan walked into the village home and realized that there were already two children and an old man sick lying on the ground in the middle of the house, and it looked very painful.

"Can you explain the symptoms of their illness?"

Gu Nuan said to Zulu People, who spoke english.

Zulu People asked the village head very quickly. After the village head's jabbering, Zulu People spoke to gu nuan in english.

"At first, they were tired, had a headache, and didn't want to eat. After a day or two, they started to feel cold, nauseous, vomiting, and so on. Then, they started to feel hot all over. Their heads hurt more and more, and their bodies were burning hot. They didn't dare to touch them with their hands."

Gu Nuan nodded, reached out and touched the child's forehead. It was really hot.

It was the first infectious disease that flashed across her mind. After all, the disease was already prevalent in africa, not to mention in this primeval forest where there were many mosquitoes and insects.

Although she was not a doctor, she often went to the hospital when she was a child and saw doctors treat patients with malaria. The patients in front of her were very similar to those she had seen when she was a child.

Fortunately, before she came over, second aunt Zuo Yiran had already prepared this medicine for her, and now it could be used.

"Help me take out the medicine for the malarial."

Gu Nuan said to Zulu People, who spoke english.

"I don't know which bottle it is."

Zulu People opened Gu Nuan's small travel bag and said.

"There are words on it. You can read them."

As Gu Nuan spoke, he went to check on the old grandma.

"I can't read."

Zulu People, who spoke english, handed the bag of medicine to Gu Nuan.

"Look for it yourself."

Gu Nuan looked at him in surprise, "Don't you speak english?"

"I will say it, but I won't admit it,"

This Zulu People quickly said:

"I went to work outside for two years a few years ago and learned to speak english at the construction site, but I didn't learn to read or write."

"..." Well, Gu Nuan had no choice but to find two or three bottles.

All of a sudden, the village head of Zulu People pointed his finger at gu nuan and growled at the bottles of medicine.

Zulu People, who knew english, quickly translated for gu nuan.

He asked why you gave them so much medicine. The other family in our village took a lot of medicine and died. He didn't want his mother and child to die."

Gu Nuan quickly explained:

"I'm not giving them a few big bottles of medicine, I'm just giving them a few pills."

As Gu Nuan spoke, he quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out a pill to the village head.

"Three bottles of medicine, one for each bottle."

After listening to the english translation of Zulu People, the village head's face softened a lot, and then motioned for Gu Nuan to feed them, but she was not allowed to feed the three at once. She was only allowed to feed the youngest child who was the most seriously ill.

Gu Nuan was a little helpless, and asked someone to bring boiling water, who knew that they would bring a bowl of cold water, Gu Nuan quickly said to boil the water, the cold water had bacteria, but Zulu People said that she was really troublesome, they had been drinking this water, there were no bacteria.

Said so, but in the end, he still went to boil the water to bring it over. Gu nuan used the warm water to take medicine for the little boy. The child was very sick, and he was weak all over. In the end, the village head held the child and poured the medicine down.

After feeding the child and putting the child down, Gu Nuan said to the village head:

"Malaria is an infectious disease. Such patients should be isolated from people who are not sick. Don't live together anymore. Otherwise, people who are not sick are also susceptible to infection."

Who knew that the village head listened to her and said coldly:

"Let's wait until tomorrow morning. The sorcerer said that my child will not live through tonight. If my child is still alive tomorrow morning, I will believe you. Otherwise..."

Gu Nuan didn't know what the village head meant after that. Kill her? Or, drive her away?

After giving him the medicine, she asked someone to take the child to one side, then asked someone to find something similar to a quilt to cover him up, and then kept feeding him hot water.

About an hour later, the child began to sweat. She had someone bring a towel, wipe the child's sweat, and change into the sweaty clothes.

"Why is my child sweating so much? Is he going to die?"

The village head came to question her aggressively.

Gu Nuan quickly explained in english:

"Sweating is detoxification and cooling. Only when the heat is released and the poison is released can the child's body temperature be normal and the illness slowly recover."

"Getting better slowly?"

The village head stared at Gu Nuan in surprise when he heard the english translator, Zulu People.

"You mean - my child won't die tonight?"

Gu Nuan looked at the village head and nodded heavily.

"I was worried that he wouldn't be able to get rid of the heat. Now that I've taken the medicine, the heat will come out. Then his problem isn't too big. Now his temperature has dropped a lot. It's estimated that his temperature will return to normal tomorrow morning."

"Really?"

The village head looked at Gu Nuan in shock.

"You... You are a great witch?"

... "I'm not a witch. I'm just someone who knows a little about medicine."

Gu Nuan explained quickly.

But the village head ignored his explanation. He was just talking to young Zulu People, who spoke english. He didn't know what he was talking about. Gu Nuan didn't understand a word anyway.

After one o' clock in the morning, someone suddenly called for the door and opened it. A young man ran in, looked at the village head and asked him something in a hurry. The village head answered two more sentences, and then the man looked at Gu Nuan with surprise.

Zulu People, who knew english, quickly said to gu nuan,

"The sorcerer sent someone to ask if the village head's youngest son was dead, because the sorcerer thought that this child would not live through the night, and the sorcerer thought that another saved child was being treated by the sorcerer with witchcraft, but it was not cured, and now it is dead."

Gu Nuan's heart sank when he heard this, and a wave of sadness welled up in his heart.

She finally understood why this english speaking Zulu People had brought her to the village head's house. It turned out that the village head's youngest son had already been sentenced to death by the sorcerer, thinking that he would not live through the night.

And the reason why the village head was willing to let her feed the child was that he felt that it was impossible to escape from death anyway.

At the thought of this, her back was covered in cold sweat. Fortunately, her second aunt had prepared medicine to prevent and treat malaria. Otherwise, if she had come in today, she would have really lost her life here.

Not only did the child who was believed by the sorcerer to be alive for less than a night not die, but his condition gradually improved. The news spread throughout the place where Zulu People had gathered in just one night.

The next day, before dawn, the village head's outskirts were crowded with people. Everyone was in a rush to see the child's current situation, and of course, they wanted to see a female witch who could treat the child.

The child's fever had completely subsided, and his head was no longer painful. He had breakfast in the morning, and he was much more energetic, so he could get up and walk.

When gu nuan took his hand and walked out of the room, the people around him were shocked and almost couldn't believe their eyes when they saw this.

After a brief shock, the crowd suddenly burst into a fight for Gu Nuan. Several middle-aged men rushed up, grabbed Gu Nuan's arm and pulled him away.

Just then, someone in the crowd shouted, "The great chief is here!"