"The source is in the south, but this miasma was deliberately brought to the north by magic."
Ji Wan frowned and thought.
To the south, Nanxia Kingdom?
Did someone deliberately bring the plague to the Northern Rong Kingdom?
Why, if you say adjacent or closest.
Donglin and Ningxi are the countries closest to Nanxia.
If you want to use this trick to deplete the enemy's national strength, then Donglin Kingdom and Ningxi Kingdom both border Nanxia, so why not start with these two countries?
Instead, they crossed an entire country and countless states and counties just to bring miasma to the Northern Rong Kingdom?
This doesn't make sense no matter how you explain it!
The issue of miasma in Beirong Country can only be discussed later.
The most important thing right now is, "Can the miasma released by the spirit-summoning banner be cured with mortal medicine?"
If it could be treated with mortal herbs, at least there would be a chance of survival.
If the disease cannot be cured, we might as well send all the people in Qingshi State back home to lie down and wait for death.
"It should be possible. It is said that thousands of years ago, many mortal doctors were specially invited into the [realm] by the great masters of the immortal cultivation world because they could treat the miasma released by the soul-summoning banners."
Yan Peinan took a deep breath, his breathing began to quicken again, and his eyes gradually brightened.
"Your Highness, the Princess of Donglin Kingdom, I am not a spy from Beirong Kingdom. Please save me... Please, save me. I am willing to test the medicine."
Yan Peinan was not in a clear mind and his words were incoherent.
She just wants to survive now, and her mind is full of revenge for her child who has not yet grown up!
"I will save you, don't worry."
Regardless of whether this person is a spy from the Beirong Kingdom, Ji Wan will rescue him.
There are many benefits to saving a person, and even because of this one person, many people can benefit.
Having said that, two days passed.
There was still no change, and the condition even became a little worse.
Yan Peinan's face was pale and he was coughing violently one after another.
The whole house was filled with a sickening, unpleasant herbal odor.
Her specific illness was coughing, and at the beginning she coughed for at least one or two days.
On the third day, I felt like I wanted to cough out my entire lung.
Ji Wan was also very anxious and almost stayed up for two days with the doctors without any rest.
Yan Peinan was forced to drink countless kinds of black and extremely bitter Chinese herbal soups.
But it still doesn't work at all.
Ji Wan was even desperate enough to suggest to the doctor that he use a folk remedy of boiling reed roots in water.
The doctors tried again and again, but found that it didn't work at all.
Yan Peinan's illness was strange, and the doctors in the world had never seen such a disease in their lives.
If we use worldly diseases to diagnose or treat, we can only explore slowly and study bit by bit like squeezing toothpaste.
But Ji Wan was anxious, as this man was about to cough her to death, and there was no progress at all.
A group of elite doctors over fifty years old also had frowns on their faces.
I worked hard on it for several days with a sad face but still couldn't finish it.
As their leader, Ji Wan was also worried and looked sad.
If we can’t find a special medicine to cure the plague, who knows how many people will die under this vicious soul-summoning banner.
Ji Wan was at a loss, and he couldn't come up with a solution even after thinking about it for so long.
Lin Chanhua has also been injecting spiritual power into Yan Peinan to keep him alive.
Ji Wan couldn't help but admire the depth of Lin Chanhua's spiritual power.
The spiritual power she had been transferring to Yan Peinan was completely used up in less than half an hour.
Lin Chanhua took the input for three whole days without any change in her expression, and she looked as relaxed as eating and drinking.
Ji Wan was not a professional doctor, and he racked his brains to think about the popular science videos he had watched in his previous life, but he couldn't think of anything.
In her previous life, she was always busy making money to support herself, so she had no time to read popular science about treating epidemics.
Now think about it, if I had known earlier that I would be reborn in Donglin Kingdom.
You must do all the homework for time travel.
But it was useless to think about it now. Her mind was blank and she couldn't remember the results of the doctors' research in her previous life.
"I wonder if diet therapy is effective?" The old doctor who had taken Ji Wan's pulse before suggested tremblingly.
A doctor who was about the same age as the old doctor pinched his beard and nodded slowly.
"You can give it a try, well...anyway..."
Anyway, the patient is about to die, so there is no harm in giving it a try, but the old doctor also understands this in his heart.
If it was useful, the herbal soup I drank before should have taken effect long ago.
Why bother using some mild dietary therapy?
Looking down at the border of Beirong Kingdom, many small black dots are moving slowly.
A closer look revealed that many dark and thin refugees had numb faces and were walking in pain in the hot and dry forest.
From time to time, there were incessant coughing sounds coming from the long queue.
There were people of all ages in the team, and there were many mothers carrying their crying babies on their backs.
Almost ten days had passed since this group of people entered the forest.
During this period, God became angry from time to time and sent down fire from the sky, burning many of them to death.
There are also many people who are unlucky and die from heat and thirst.
The water in the big guy's water bag has run out.
At this time, an experienced peddler said, "The Yongcang River is just ahead. In two days' walk, we'll have water to drink!"
There were a few scattered responses from the crowd.
Everyone has been fleeing for their lives, and few people can remain cheerful.
In order to save a sip of water and maintain physical strength along the way, few people spoke.
It was the same this time. Even though we knew there was water ahead that could save our lives, everyone was still worried.
Along the way, they saw too many dried-up rivers.
If the water in the Yongcang River ahead is also dried up by God, then these people will have no way to survive.
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Here, Ji Wan was still watching the doctor, who was over fifty years old, feeding her the freshly cooked pear soup.
She also felt greedy and secretly filled a bowl for herself.
The snow pear soup was made by the cook in the county magistrate's mansion. Because Ji Wan loves sweets, the soup made by the cook also tastes sweet.
Ji Wan loves sweets because she rarely had access to candy when she was a child in an orphanage in her previous life.
So when I grew up and earned money, I would often buy all kinds of candies.
So much so that the habit of eating sweets continues to this day.
“It would be great if this diet therapy really worked.”
The sweet and warm snow pear soup slid down his throat, and Ji Wan sighed.
The snow pear soup was sweet and delicious, and Ji Wan also served a bowl to Lin Chanhua.
"Would you like to drink, Chanhua? I heard that many immortal cultivators don't eat worldly food."
Lin Chanhua did not eat worldly food before.
Mainly in the [world], most people are fighting and killing each other all day long.
There is no such profession as a cook or a chef.
It’s good enough to be alive. Who would leisurely enjoy delicious food?
Lin Chanhua took the still hot pear soup, squinted her eyes and took a sip.
The sweet aroma of snow pear fills the entire mouth.
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