Chapter 171 Alone in a Foreign Land

Chapter 172 Alone in a Foreign Land

The matter of Wen Ning's disappearance was suppressed due to the interference of the Liu family and other forces because it had a very negative impact on the outside world.

Apart from the Wen family and Director Tang's family, who knew about Wen Ning's disappearance, no one else was aware of it.

Tang Xiaoyu was very distressed by this. She didn't dare to call Fang Qing recently because she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and tell Fang Qing the fact that Wen Ning was missing.

Fortunately, when they called last time, Fang Qing seemed to have changed jobs and was very busy, so Tang Xiaoyu could finally feel at ease to reduce their contact.

Looking at the paintings on the wall that the three of them had drawn together when they were young, all of Tang Xiaoyu's previous resentment and confusion towards Wen Ning now turned into worry and longing, "Brother Wen Ning, where are you? You must be safe..."

At this time, Wen Ning was sitting on a broken ox cart, leaning against a haystack, swaying towards a small village in the distance.

Aria, the young man driving the carriage, saw that the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and was worried that Wen Ning could not bear it, so he stopped the carriage under the shade of a tree beside the road.

"Brother Wen Ning, do you want some water?" The boy's English was not very fluent, but Wen Ning understood it.

Seeing Wen Ning nod, the tanned boy showed his white teeth, ran to the front of the carriage and pulled a copper kettle from the horse.

"Here, I know you don't drink cold water, so I boiled it and filled it for you."

The weak Wen Ning smiled gratefully at the young man and took the copper pot with both hands. However, he overestimated his current physical condition. The copper pot was too heavy and almost hit his legs.

Seeing this, the young man grabbed the copper pot fiercely, thus preventing Wen Ning from getting more injured. He dragged the copper pot and handed it to Wen Ning's mouth, "You are still too weak, let me feed you!"

Wen Ning did not refuse and took several sips of warm water from the boy's hand, which moistened his pale and chapped lips. "Thank you, Aria."

The young man scratched his head and smiled shyly. He carefully put away the copper pot and gathered the hay around him carefully to block Wen Ning's body. Then he continued to drive the carriage straight to the village in the distance.

This is a very remote village dozens of kilometers away from the city of Nore.

Because the United States is vast and sparsely populated, and this place is very far away from the city, most people in the village still retain relatively primitive living habits.

The villagers work from sunrise to sunset every day. The only power transmission line in the village is pulled from a long distance. If there is bad weather, this only power line can easily become useless.

Therefore, the electrical wires in the village became decorations, and everyone only connected electric lights to the only old house in the village for the children to use for studying.

But since the past two years, because this place was too poor, no one was willing to teach here, and the young people in the village were unwilling to come back, so this house was abandoned and turned into a warehouse.

Wen Ning's arrival broke the tranquility of the village.

This yellow-skinned young man, who was so thin that he was almost skin and bones, could not walk on his own, but his pair of cold eyes were like clear springs in the mountains, making many old people believe that a person with such eyes must be a lucky person favored by the gods. So, when Wen Ning was carried into the house, many villagers rushed in and looked at Wen Ning curiously.

But the people here rarely leave the village all year round, and few of them can speak foreign languages. They chattered to Wen Ning in an inaudible voice, but Wen Ning could tell that these people were only curious about him and had no hostility.

No one knew what the little boy said to the villagers, but they quickly took out some of their own bedding and blankets and spread the luggage on Wen Ning's stone bed. They also invited the only old man in the village who knew a little about medicine to treat Wen Ning.

Unlike the medical skills in China, the treatment methods here are very much like witchcraft. The old man looked at his eyes, then at his limbs, muttered something, and finally whispered a few words to the little boy.

Wen Ning didn't understand their local dialect, but he could tell from their serious faces that his situation must be very bad.

Wen Ning smiled bitterly in his heart. Of course his health was not good.

Since being imprisoned by Liu Sisi, he had escaped several times and was caught. Liu Sisi was afraid that he would escape again, so she used drugs to paralyze his body and controlled his nutritional intake. Coupled with the indifference of those who guarded him, he had been lying in bed for nearly half a year and had almost lost the ability to walk independently. As a result, his immunity was very poor and he would fall seriously ill at the slightest disturbance.

Although he has become so miserable now, Wen Ning has never given up hope. He believes that as long as he is still alive, he will have the opportunity to return to his motherland and be with the girl he thinks about day and night.

Thinking of this, Wen Ning's eyes dimmed.

Since he was imprisoned so blatantly by Liu Sisi in a foreign country, Fang Qing must have also been dealt with by Liu Sisi, but I don't know what despicable means she used.

Soon, the old witch doctor said something to Elijah again, and Wen Ning retracted his expression and looked at the little boy.

Ailiya ran to his ear and told him the doctor's diagnosis. "Brother Wen Ning, don't be afraid. Grandpa Corey said that there is poison in your body. It's best to go to a big city for treatment. But your current physical condition can't tolerate long-term fatigue and bumpy rides. If you agree, he will use the most ancient and traditional method to help you recover, but the method will be a little painful."

Wen Ning smiled weakly. He was already in this state, so what was there to be afraid of? "Thank you, I'm not afraid. As long as I can recover, I'm willing to cooperate with you."

Afterwards, Wen Ning motioned to Alia to help him up. After Wen Ning sat up straight, he fully straightened his body and saluted to the elderly people in front of him, "Thank you all for your help."

The old man seemed to see the excitement in his eyes, and said a few words to the little boy. Finally, he drew circles on his forehead with his hands and then gently patted Wen Ning's head.

Elijah smiled happily, showing his little canine teeth. "Brother Wen Ning, Grandpa Corey is praying for you. You will definitely get better."

Wen Ning looked at the elderly people in front of him who were dressed simply and had kind faces, and finally smiled.

"Thank you."

Wen Ning settled down in this small mountain village.

Every morning, Elijah would carry him outside to bask in the sun, and then, according to Grandpa Corey's instructions, he would go to the mountains to hunt some prey and bring it back to supplement Wen Ning's nutrition;

At noon, Alia boiled a large pot of hot water and helped Wen Ning wash his body. Then he applied the black herbs prepared by Grandpa Corey on the joints of his limbs. A group of old men dressed in strange costumes surrounded Wen Ning, chanted something, and then kowtowed to the heaven and earth.

At night, Wen Ning could finally lie on the fur-covered stone bed and look at the starry sky outside the window. His heart finally calmed down. After not having a good rest for a long time, he finally fell asleep.

In his dream, he seemed to have returned to his hometown and saw the lovely girl on the mountain covered with wild flowers.

Qingqing, wait for me to come back...

(End of this chapter)