Chapter 303

Looking at Rong Qian who was in a coma again, the servant girl was worried, "what should I do then? Help him, saint All the time, as long as the servant girl begged for a few words, the saint would agree.

But I didn't expect that after hearing the servant girl's words, the saint didn't hesitate. She shook her head directly. "No, I just saw examples from the medical skills of the family, but the book didn't write how to treat them, so I won't treat them."

After hearing the saint's words, the servant girl also took a break. The saint is the most talented person of the poison clothes clan. If she can't help it, it's really impossible.

Thinking about the servant girl, I suddenly thought of the elders of the poison clothes clan. Although their medical skills are not necessarily as high as those of the saints, they all have experience, and maybe they will cure this amnesia.

But the servant girl still swallowed it, because those elders are different from the saint girl, and they won't do it easily. After the saint girl collected the silver needle, she looked at the servant girl, "we don't have much silver this time. We'll check out tomorrow. Except for amnesia, the wound on the body doesn't matter. Let's go on our own way tomorrow."

The maid opened her mouth again to say something, but she wanted the silver they had brought out. Finally, she dropped her head and didn't say anything. The next morning, the saint took someone to check out.

When we got to the front of the sedan chair at the door of the inn, we saw Rong Qian standing there with his chest in his hands. The maid's face immediately raised a smile. I didn't see him in the morning and thought he was gone.

The virgin looked at Rong Qian and said gently, "we still have something to do. Meeting is fate. Let's separate. I wish you a smooth journey."

After hearing what the saint said, Rong Qian's black eyes looked like the saint, "I don't know my name, and I don't remember what happened before. As soon as I wake up, I see you, so I will follow you."

After hearing Rong Qian's seemingly logical words, the saint frowned slightly, her expression was solemn, but the servant girl on one side was happy, and her voice was full of joy, saying: "otherwise, the saint, let's take him. He doesn't remember anything now. If he is targeted by his enemies again, he will die soon, Just when we go back, we can ask the elders if they can cure amnesia! "

The saint was very obsessed with medical skills, so after hearing the maid's words, she nodded her head and agreed, so Rong Qian started with the saint.

After walking for two days, they finally got to their destination. Because they didn't have enough money, they never stayed in an inn any more. Instead, they found a place to rest for a night.

In this way, Rong Qian's strong points are displayed. He walks around the jungle at will and comes back with a few pheasants. He cleanly handles them and grilles them on the fire.

However, some roast chicken bought those who had different opinions on Rong Qian, and the maid was even more proud. The destination was a small village.

Not long ago, there was a plague in the village. Most of the people in the village fell ill. The younger they were, the more serious the disease became. On the contrary, some old people and children were milder.

Rong Qian immediately frowned after learning about the situation in the small village. Before entering the village, the saint took out the gauze mask that had been prepared for a long time and gave it to everyone.

After all of them were dressed, they went into the village. Because the place was rather partial, no one came in after people in the village got sick. For a moment, the entrance of saints and others caused onlookers.

Many old people just lie on the window and look at them cautiously. Seeing this, the saint came forward and said loudly, "don't be afraid! I'm from the poison clothes clan. When the clan leader learned of the epidemic situation here, he specially sent us to treat you! "

After hearing the saint's words, a family carefully opened the door, and an old man with white hair came out trembling from the back, looking at the saint and others, "can you really cure us?"

After thinking for a while, the virgin said to the old man truthfully: "old man, I haven't seen your illness, so I can't guarantee it, but I can guarantee that I will try my best to cure you."

No one wants to die. After hearing the saint's words, many people carefully open the door and come out. After all, if they don't get medical treatment, they will die. There is still a chance that they will live.

After seeing someone coming out, the virgin said, "now you line up to have a pulse. I know there are still serious patients in your family, but please don't contact them any more. You should know that the disease is contagious and you have to be isolated for treatment."

After that, the saints and others found a leeward place to put the tools for pulse diagnosis, and the villagers began to line up to let the saints feel their pulse. The ones who could walk out by themselves were all milder, so the saints and others let those people stay there after they smoked the herbs.

Rong Qian has been standing on one side to see the action of the saint's pulse. When the saint noticed it, she turned her head and looked at Rong Qian, "what? Can you feel your pulse, too? "Wen Yan, Rong Qian shook his head and pursed his lower lip. "No, I just think this scene is a little familiar."

After hearing this, the saint looked at Rong Qian curiously and began to take people to feel the pulse of the sick door-to-door in the village, separating the serious from the non serious.

After a long day's work, all the people were tired and wanted to have sun's back ache. But before the time to rest, the saint said to Xiaohua and others, "now that we have confirmed the disease, the next step is the medicinal materials. When we came here, I had seen many medicinal materials. We will go up the mountain to collect some medicinal materials and come back to boil water for them, It's not going to get worse. "

After that, the saint told several people what they needed, she took Rong Qian and started to go up the mountain. Finally, she collected enough medicine before dark, set up two big pots at the village gate and began to cook medicine.

After everyone had a bowl, they asked Rong Qian and others to drink a big bowl. After a good night's sleep, at daybreak, the saint prepared something again and began to feel her pulse one by one.

Just after the saint's pulse diagnosis for the old man who came out at the beginning, the old man grabbed the saint's clothes, and the saint turned back, "how's my grandson, please?"

The saint did not remember who was the grandson, but when she saw that the old man asked questions, everyone's eyes were focused on her, and then she said, "please rest assured that no one is getting worse now, and we have prepared the decoction to restrain the disease. Please believe me, we will soon be back to health."