Chapter 91 Plague
Tao Zi turned around and saw a boy about twelve or thirteen years old standing outside the temple, carrying a small box on his back, looking at her with a questioning look.
She smiled gently and said, "This is a temple, it's not up to us to decide."
The boy bowed politely to the tattered statue in the center of the temple and said, "Daughter of the Emperor, I am a commoner from Chongyue, seeking shelter from the rain. I have brought no incense or offerings with me. Please forgive me."
It was obvious that the temple had been abandoned for a long time, and even half of the statues were gone. It was really surprising that he was still so sincere.
However, this temple is even more dilapidated than the statue and seems unable to shelter from the rain.
But if you think about it, running to a place where it is drizzling to avoid heavy rain is indeed a practical way to avoid the rain.
After saying this, the boy tried to step into the temple and found that they did not react, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Tao Zi suddenly smiled at him and said gently, "Little brother, can I ask a question?"
He was startled and took several steps back, then spoke cautiously, "Please speak."
"Is there a clinic or barefoot doctor nearby?"
Xi Jing heard this and looked over expectantly.
The boy looked towards them and discovered Han Yueshan lying in the innermost position. He asked in surprise, "What happened?"
Tao Zi replied concisely: "I'm seriously injured and need medical treatment."
"let me see."
The boy changed his previous cautious attitude and walked forward quickly.
Xi Jing stood in front of her senior brother and said cautiously, "He's seriously injured and might scare you. You're just a kid, so don't look at him."
He quickly revealed his identity: "My master is a medical practitioner. I have been learning medicine since I was a child. Can you let me take a look at his injuries?"
As he spoke, he opened the medicine box on his back and showed it to them to prove his identity.
Tao Zi glanced at him and nodded at Xi Jing.
After observing for a while, the boy bandaged the wound gently, but his brows were deeply frowned.
As soon as Tao Zi saw his appearance, she knew what was going on and asked, "How is he?"
He shook his head and said, "I can't save him. My master has to come, and he won't hold on for much longer."
"May I ask where the Master is now?"
The boy pointed to the north and said, "Master is treating patients in Xile Town. If you have fast speed, you can get there in half an hour."
Zhao Xue looked at her senior sister with joy: "Senior sister, let's go now, we will definitely make it in time!"
Tao Zi looked at the doctor boy with a strange expression and said, "Little Taoist friend, is there any problem over there?"
He sighed and said, "You can't go there."
Xi Jing asked anxiously, "Why?"
"There's been a plague in the town, and the Nine-Turn Gate has sealed it off, allowing no one to enter or leave. My master has been in there for ten days now, and I'm worried something might have happened, so I'm thinking of taking the risk and going in again."
Tao Zi frowned: "The rest of the medical practitioners or doctors?"
The medical boy said helplessly: "All the doctors and medical practitioners within a ten-mile radius are inside, but we really can't go there. I was raised by my master, so I will go there now."
Zhao Xue suddenly said, "We have no other choice."
Xi Jing also looked at her and made a decision: "Go ahead."
The child doctor felt that this was inappropriate, but after looking at the dying Han Yueshan, he gave up trying to stop her and consoled himself by saying, "You call each other Senior Sister and Junior Brother, and you call me Daoist Fellow. You must be cultivators, right?"
Without waiting for their reply, he continued muttering to himself, "Monks shouldn't be so easily infected. You will be fine, and I won't be burdened with the sin of killing."
Zhao Xue's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he said, "Little Daoist friend, it was our own decision to go there. Whether or not we get sick is none of your business."
The doctor boy denied it seriously, "You can't say that. If you didn't meet me, at most one of you would die. But if you met me, you might all be wiped out. Isn't that a murderous sin?"
Zhao Xue: ...
Tao Zi said calmly: "I won't die."
If this plague could infect immortal cultivators, the Jiuzhuan Sect would definitely expedite the treatment and would not have delayed it for a full ten days, let alone let doctors in.
The three looked at her in confusion. She did not explain, but just asked Zhao Xue to hold Han Yueshan and leave the ruined temple.
The doctor boy chased out and said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I can take you there, but it's going to rain, so you'd better cover the injured tightly."
As a heavy rain was about to come, a group of people rushed to Xile Town.
It wasn't long before they were outside the town.
The town is heavily guarded, with more than ten people guarding the entrances and exits alone. They all look numb, and even despair.
Before they even got close, the guard in front pointed his knife at them: "Don't you know where this is? Just stand there and don't come any closer!"
Xi Jing looked over and said, "My senior brother is seriously injured, but all the doctors and medical practitioners within a ten-mile radius are here."
He looked at Han Yueshan, who was not sure whether he was dead or alive, and said in a slow tone, "Once you go in, more than one of you will die. Let him endure it."
Tao Zi stepped forward and said, "We are monks."
The man was startled for a moment, his expression immediately becoming respectful, but he still said, "It's fine, monk, you may come in. I just hope you won't come out until the plague is resolved, so as not to harm innocent people."
She nodded in agreement.
The guard said nothing more and simply signaled his men to clear the way.
They hurried in.
The town was completely silent, with only occasional cries heard before disappearing. The usual cats, dogs, chickens, and ducks were nowhere to be seen.
The whole town was weird and desperate.
Xi Jing and the others couldn't help but slow down their pace.
Tao Zi sniffed the medicinal scent in the air and said, "In the center of the town, follow me."
When they got there, what they saw was a big pot. A group of people with pale faces were standing in line around the pot, holding bowls and waiting for medicine.
The doctor boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he whispered, "Master!"
Hearing the voice, a white-haired old man inside turned around.
"Hey, my dear disciple, you haven't even started practicing yet, why are you here? Are you here to ask me to collect your body?"
Medical practitioners also need to practice, but they specialize in medical skills and even their spiritual energy has little offensive power.
The boy scratched his head and said honestly, "That's wrong, Master. I came here because I was worried that no one would come to collect your body."
The old man was about to speak when he saw Tao Zi and the others.
Tao Zi bowed and said, "Senior, we are here to seek medical treatment."
The old man carefully looked them over and asked, "Which old man is seeking medical treatment?"
The doctor boy corrected him: "It's not an old man, it's a young man."
"Who else could he be but an old man seeking medical treatment here? I've seen many people seeking medical treatment, but this is the first time I've seen someone seeking treatment here for the plague."
The medical boy said seriously again: "They are cultivators."
"Cultivator?"
The old man's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed over and said, "Hello, cultivator! Quickly give me that old... immortal, and I will heal him immediately!"
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