In Shen Xingmian's opinion, the scene was rather awkward, and she didn't know how to handle it.

"Everyone, get up!" Her voice wasn't loud to begin with, and the north wind blew it away, making her sound very unimpressive.

She turned to her grandfather for help, and sure enough, she received a powerful and enthusiastic response.

"Alright, get up, all of you. Take good care of yourselves from now on, and you won't have failed to repay this 'life-saving grace' today. The goddess needs to rest, so please make way."

Shen Zhiheng spoke with great force and his voice was very loud. Shen Xingmian was standing very close to him, and his head was buzzing from the loud noise.

It was only then that she realized that her grandfather always kept his voice down when he spoke to her.

Such meticulous pampering!

The soldiers immediately stood up, made way for them, and watched them leave before whispering excitedly behind them.

Everyone was really excited. With all their injuries, it would have been difficult for them to continue fighting, let alone even return home to farm after being discharged from the army.

Unexpectedly, in less than an hour, all of them had recovered completely.

When Li Xun and the other two returned safely, they were somewhat skeptical, but now that they had personally verified it, they had no more doubts.

It must be a goddess descended to earth to have such "divine power." Even if an ordinary doctor spent a year or two using the best medicine, it would be impossible to achieve such immediate results.

No wonder Li Xun and the others admire the Goddess so much; they admire her too!

"If anyone dares to say a bad word about the Goddess, I, Liu Hu, will never forgive them!" the burly man who had previously been unable to wield the knife due to an arm injury shouted.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

A chorus of responses arose from the surroundings, so loud that even inside her grandfather's tent, Shen Xingmian could still clearly hear what they were saying.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet.

"Haha, okay, sweetie, don't feel guilty. This title may make you feel uncomfortable, but it's the best way to protect your secret."

Only if people believe you are a goddess descended from heaven will your special qualities not be constantly scrutinized.

Even if it's exposed later, they'll only associate it with your 'goddess' identity, not that you're a demon and they want to burn you alive.

He calmed her with a gentle, reassuring voice.

"It depends on whether it will be beneficial. To the soldiers in the North, I am a 'goddess,' but to the emperor in the capital, I am a great monster, haha."

Shen Xingmian's tone was somewhat playful.

Shen Zhiheng nodded in agreement: "That is indeed the case. However, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. By the time the news reaches the capital, it will probably be next summer. By then, our army will be strong and well-equipped, and the emperor probably won't dare to do anything."

Only the four of them knew about this period of rapid improvement. To others, it seemed as if things had inexplicably gotten better.

We don't know where the grain came from, but we also know where the lively poultry and livestock came from.

Since there's food to eat, who would bother to trace the origins of something?

If the source is actually found, there will be nothing to eat, wouldn't that be unbearable?

It's good to be confused sometimes.

Shen Xingmian had lunch with her grandfather and then went back to her space to sleep comfortably. She found that since the space was upgraded, her superpowers recovered exceptionally quickly when she stayed inside.

This is also why she dares to expend such a large amount of her supernatural power.

If she had to drink high-level supernatural energy water like before, she would really be reluctant to do so.

Now, it feels a bit like "making huge profits with no investment".

She had only slept for less than half an hour when she felt full of energy. She got up, stretched, tidied herself up a bit, and then left the space to continue treating the injured.

Thanks to the recent heavy snow, it was too difficult for the Northern Di people to come over, which prevented a war from breaking out. Otherwise, she would still feel a little distressed about having to treat her bloody, fresh wounds.

What I saw today were all old wounds, scabbed over a long time ago. Although they looked uncomfortable, they were still within acceptable limits.

If the wound is too gruesome, she can treat it quickly, but it will definitely have a big impact on her mood.

But then she thought, if she had healed those people as soon as they were injured, they wouldn't have had to suffer for so long.

As expected, it was a mixed bag.

The patients I saw in the afternoon were in slightly better condition than those in the morning; those with severe conditions were given priority.

This reasonable arrangement made Shen Xingmian feel very comfortable and relieved.

Back in modern times, I worked as a corporate slave for a while. My boss would often make some inexplicable arrangements that seemed very unreasonable to anyone, but he insisted on doing them anyway.

Oh no, he just ordered others to do it, without lifting a finger himself.

He only feels happy when he has to make you busy and do a bunch of useless things, even though it's a very simple matter.

It's hard to understand the thinking of this kind of person.

Perhaps it's the feeling of having power that's so addictive?

She doesn't really understand.

Her grandfather held the most power here, yet she never saw him make things difficult for anyone. Instead, he would do his best to consider everyone's needs within his power.

This is why she has always been so supportive. If her grandfather were only kind to her, she might have secretly doubted the authenticity of that kindness.

Is it because there is something to gain from her that my grandfather treats her differently?

But no, my grandfather was kind to everyone. His consistent way of doing things made it easy for people to know that this was just how he acted.

There is no disguise whatsoever.

However, this thought planted a seed in Shen Xingmian's heart. She was very curious about what would happen if an ordinary person stood at the pinnacle of power.

The afternoon treatments went very smoothly, and the injuries were all minor and could be healed with just a few finger movements. One after another, the treatments were incredibly efficient.

She also asked her grandfather to distribute the ginseng water, one bowl for each person, making sure everyone drank it, but not too much, lest they overdo it.

This way, even if you go out in the freezing cold, you don't have to worry about getting sick from the cold.

If something really goes wrong, you can ask her for help.

No one doubted the water's efficacy. Everyone who received a portion happily drank it down in one gulp, and then shared the taste with the people next to them.

"Hey, did you see that? That bucket contains ginseng! It's so big, it looks like it's at least a hundred years old, and there are so many slices!"

These kinds of good things are usually reserved for nobles in the palace, so it's really strange that we've gotten them one day.

One person clicked his tongue in amazement.

The other person glanced at him disdainfully and said scornfully, "What's so strange about this? With the Goddess here, what good things won't we see in the future? Don't make a fuss and embarrass the Goddess."