"A Wu, A Wu, wake up! Old Yang is gone, and you can’t have anything happen to you too!"
The burly man shook his unconscious companion, filled with anxiety.
"You always pick and choose your food, harder to feed than a stubborn donkey, and now you couldn’t resist..."
The burly man was deeply saddened.
But speaking of which, the situation was different this ti; everyone was exhausted after a major upheaval, physically and ntally drained, and extrely thirsty.
Water in the desert was like oil.
He wanted to drink too, but there wasn’t enough space, so he gave the last spot to A Wu.
If only he had known, if only he had known... he wouldn’t have let him!
"May I take a look?"
A calm and cold female voice sounded from behind him; the burly man turned around blankly to see a veiled woman standing quietly in the sunset.
The twilight followed behind her, as if it coated her in a layer of sacred golden light.
The burly man stood there, stunned.
"You are..."
Following ng Qianqian, Ya’er, who was carrying a small dical box for her, said, "You ate my lady’s jerky, and you’ve forgotten so soon?"
The burly man suddenly realized: "Ah! It’s you—but you—"
His gaze swept over ng Qianqian’s slightly protruding belly, "You... you..."
ng Qianqian pointed to the companion he called A Wu: "He’s poisoned, if you don’t mind, I have so understanding of the Qihuang Skill and can take a look at him."
"Ah! Miss... no, Madam is a doctor!"
The burly man hurriedly stood up, his attitude extrely respectful, "I trouble Madam to examine my brother! If Madam can save my brother, I, Big Bull, will do anything to repay Madam’s life-saving grace!"
Ya’er said, "My lady will do her best, but whether he can be saved is not guaranteed."
The burly man responded quickly, "I understand! I understand! Please, Madam!"
ng Qianqian squatted down, checked A Wu’s pulse, looked at his nails and pupils, and then asked Ya’er to bring a bowl of water.
She sniffed it and tested it with a silver needle.
The silver needle did not turn black.
It wasn’t a strong poison; there was sothing in the water source that couldn’t be consud.
ng Qianqian took an elixir from the small dical box and had Big Bull feed it to A Wu, then used the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles to unclog his ridians, promoting qi flow and stagnation relief.
In just a mont, A Wu gradually regained consciousness, color returning to his pale face, and his lips were no longer dark.
"Big Bull... where am I...?"
He asked in a daze.
Big Bull, overjoyed, shook A Wu’s shoulder, "You’re alive, alive! Madam is truly a Divine Doctor! Madam brought you back to life! Huh! How did you faint again?!"
Ya’er glared at him, "You shook him unconscious! The patient just woke up, he’s very weak!"
Big Bull: "..."
After ng Qianqian treated A Wu, other patients ca to seek her help.
ng Qianqian did her utmost, saving them one by one.
Ya’er, seeing the beads of sweat on her forehead, softly said, "Miss, why don’t you rest for a bit? You’ve been working for so long, be careful not to overexert yourself."
ng Qianqian was indeed a bit tired, her stomach growling with hunger.
She told Ya’er, "Saving people is urgent, go get sothing to eat."
Ya’er sighed, "Yes."
ng Qianqian saw the difficulty flash across her face, smiled, and said, "There are so many people waiting for to save them, even if I wanted to run, they wouldn’t let . Go and get the food without worry."
"That’s not what I ant."
Seeing her thoughts exposed, Ya’er was embarrassed, and her explanation was lacking confidence.
ng Qianqian smiled, "Go on."
"Yes."
Ya’er went to get food.
Big Bull sneaked over, "Madam, why... do your family watch you so closely?"
ng Qianqian replied casually, "Oh, I married soone from another place, my family didn’t agree, and forcibly took away. They probably fear I might run back to my husband?"
"Outrageous!"
Big Bull slapped his thigh, realizing he was too loud, quickly lowered his voice, "Who forcibly separates couples? There’s a saying, it’s better to destroy ten temples than to break up one marriage."
"Hmm."
ng Qianqian nodded gently.
Big Bull wanted to say more, but soone else approached ng Qianqian.
This ti it wasn’t ordinary rchants or knights, but a well-dressed guard with a gemstone curved saber at his waist.
The guard said to ng Qianqian, "Divine Doctor, my master invites you."
ng Qianqian feigned innocence, "May I ask who your master is—"
"Mr. Sheng."
The guard replied.
Mr. Sheng’s na was renowned among all the caravans on this journey.
The third master who was beheaded was his younger brother.
He was the leader of that noble group.
Servants called him Mr. Sheng.
Others followed suit with this address.
ng Qianqian told the guard, "I still have three patients here; they ca first. Once I’ve treated them, I’ll go with you."
The guard hesitated, "But—"
ng Qianqian said, "There’s a principle of ’first co, first served.’ Go tell your master, this is my rule."
The guard frowned and went away.
"Did she really say that?"
Inside the tent, a man with a mustache exclaid, "She won’t even give face to Mr. Sheng? This is too arrogant!"
Mr. Sheng said, "No problem, those with real skills always have a bit of aloofness and eccentricity. Fine, let her be, we’ll wait until she’s done with her patients."
The mustached man said, "Mr. Sheng, why be so courteous to a little girl? I’ve observed, except for a single guard, their team has no formidable experts, nothing to be feared!"
Mr. Sheng smiled, "Precisely because there are no formidable experts, yet they all survived; don’t you find it peculiar?"
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