Tao Hongying was afraid that her daughter would be infected, so she picked her up and scolded her in a low voice.
"Why did you come here? Go back quickly. Be careful, you are still feverish. It's time to drink bitter medicine."
Jiayin glanced at Doctor Zhang. The old man's face was red, and his forehead was so hot that he could fry an egg.
Although this old man is usually very arrogant and doesn't get along with many people in the village.
But along the way of escaping from famine, what this old man did was unambiguous.
Especially when the wolves attacked earlier, the old man saved everyone by himself.
I was almost dead from collecting herbs and brewing them, but no one said anything.
The benevolence of doctors is most vividly reflected in the old man.
Now that the old man is so ill, she should lend a hand and save him, both emotionally and rationally.
But this old man was so "uneasy and kind" that he wanted to catch her by her pigtails.
You must know that Mr. Ye has recovered from the illness. She has left no clue or evidence. Even if Mr. Ye tells it, no one will believe it.
But this old man was sure that there was something strange in the Li family... Just
as Tao Hongying was about to take her daughter out, Mrs. Li came over.
Jiayin immediately got into grandma's arms and shouted softly, "Grandma, grandpa is hot."
Mrs. Li was also thinking about Miracle Doctor Zhang, so she ordered her daughter-in-law.
"You go and take a nap. I'm going to coax Fu Niu to sit here for a while."
Tao Hongying was indeed very tired. She had to collect wild products during the day and take care of patients at night. She was so tired that her eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
At this time, she didn't insist anymore and nodded.
"Mom, please send Fu Niu back in a while. Be careful, she's also feverish."
"I know."
Mrs. Li agreed. Seeing that they were the only two people in the shack, she whispered to discuss with her granddaughter.
"Fu Niu, you see how pitiful Doctor Zhang is with his fever. Mr. Ye entrusted him to our family, and we can't just let him be so sick. Can we give him that little white thing that reduces fever? Should he take a piece?"
Jiayin pouted, glanced at Old Man Zhang, and finally softened his heart.
Hum, for the sake of Mr. Ye giving so many silver coins...
She reluctantly stretched out her little hand, and there was a small white pill lying in her hand.
Old Mrs. Li was so happy that she kissed her granddaughter hard, and then quickly fed the old man.
Although Divine Doctor Zhang was seriously ill, he still remembered to swallow and had a strong desire to survive...
In his dream right now, he was like a fish in a sea of fire, almost being roasted.
He was so angry that he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
Finally, an inexplicable force seemed to gradually extinguish the flames, giving him a chance to breathe.
Immediately afterwards, cool water moistened his body, making him feel better and better.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed it, "Finally I caught you!"
The village chief was supporting Doctor Zhang and feeding him water when his wrist was suddenly grabbed. , the water bowl spilled on the quilt, startling him.
"Miracle Doctor Zhang, you're awake! That's great. You've had a fever for most of the night. If you don't wake up, everyone will go crazy."
There was still a bit of red in Doctor Zhang's eyes, and he looked around confusedly.
This was a newly built shack. He was lying on the quilt, and a small bonfire was lit at the door for both warmth and lighting.
Jiaren kept adding firewood to the fire, took a branch in his left hand, and slowly practiced writing on the ground.
At this moment, he also looked over with concern on his face.
"Grandpa Zhang, are you hungry? Do you want me to bring you a bowl of porridge?"
Doctor Zhang blinked twice, let go of the village chief's hand, and asked, "What medicine did you give me just now?"
The village chief and Jiaren looked at each other and shook their heads, "No, we only feed you two bowls of water."
"What water?"
"It's the water we boiled when we camped last time. There is no water source here, so we can only Drink what you saved."
"You really didn't give me any medicine?"
Doctor Zhang kept asking, and he hesitated when he saw the village chief and Jiaren shaking their heads, not looking like they were lying.
I am really confused, but I always feel that something is wrong.
"Doctor Zhang, please sleep a little longer. The fever has subsided. Don't let the wind blow."
The village chief helped him lie down and dismissed his previous question as nonsense about a fever.
Doctor Zhang was indeed still a little weak, and fell asleep again shortly after lying down.
Soon, Jia Huan and Li Laosan came to change shifts, while Jia Ren and the village chief went back to rest.
Just like that, everyone took turns to watch. At dawn, Doctor Zhang woke up and recovered a little.
Tao Hongying wanted to make breakfast, but her daughter rubbed her eyes and insisted on following.
She had no choice but to tie her daughter to her back.
Jiayin was blown away by the wind and shrank her neck. When her mother turned around, she quickly filled the bag of thin noodles at home half full.
Originally there was only a layer of base left, but if she didn't add more, she was afraid it would be completely gone after one or two more meals.
Tao Hongying took the basin, and when she was about to pick up the bag and control it, she found that the bag was half full, which made her heart beat wildly.
When he came to his senses, he turned to look at his daughter, who was already rubbing her eyes and yawning again.
She quickly sent her daughter back to the shack and whispered a few words in her mother-in-law's ear.
Mrs. Li nodded, hugged her granddaughter and rocked it gently, and finally told her daughter-in-law, "Don't make a fuss. It's not like I haven't seen her before at home."
Tao Hongying couldn't help but have a happy look in her eyes. Can it be the same at home as here? Finding more food at home improves life, and it saves lives here.
She turned around and went out, immediately burning a small pot by herself.
The big pot cooked noodle soup for the patients, and the small pot steamed a bowl of egg custard for the daughter. The other women didn't say anything when they saw it.
Firstly, Jiayin is the youngest in the whole team, and secondly, Mrs. Li picked up the eggs, so it's not too much to start a small stove for her granddaughter.
After breakfast was cooked, everyone took their own portion and ate it.
Doctor Zhang was wrapped up tightly, and while drinking pimple soup, he looked at the Li family one by one, and finally gave up.
It's better to stop trying to find some hidden master and take care of yourself first.
If his destiny lies in this mountain, he really can't live up to his name as a miracle doctor.
After all, everyone is not a squeamish noble person. After taking medicine, sleeping for a night, getting up early and eating and drinking enough, they are mostly healed and can continue on their way.
The team reached noon in one breath, and there was movement in the forest ahead. Everyone subconsciously squeezed the hatchets in their hands to be on guard against big beasts.
Unexpectedly, it was Jiayi who came out, and he shouted happily when he saw everyone.
"Grandpa Village Chief, Grandpa Zhao, we have found a place to live! It's right in front. Master asked Liu Yang and I to come over and greet you."
Sure enough, before he could finish his words, Liu Yang walked out of the forest with a gasp.
He was already fat, but he didn't lose much weight during his escape.
Everyone was very happy and quickly quickened their pace and followed the two boys forward.
After walking for about half an hour, everyone came out of the woods and came to a slightly wider valley.
To say it is a valley is not quite appropriate.
This is actually a gravel beach sandwiched between two cliffs.
On one cliff, a waterfall flowed down from a height of more than ten feet, forming a large pool under the cliff.
When the pool is full and flows out, it becomes a small river.
On the other side of the river, walking about twenty feet, is another cliff.
On the cliff two feet high from the ground, six or seven caves of different sizes were dug.
The mountain wind has been blowing for many years, and some wormwood vines have grown at the entrance of the cave, which looks a bit desolate.
Liu Biaotou was standing in one of them, looking out, smiling and waving to everyone.