After coming out of the warm mud house with charcoal fire burning, I clenched my fists...

Tonight was just like any other night. The Song sisters slept soundly and left the night watch work to Yunwen and me. However, this also facilitated our plan. At midnight, they both fell asleep. Yunwen took back the herbs that she had secretly picked during the day from the wheat field, and pounded them in the quietest way possible, making them into a medicinal paste. She applied it to the wounds on my legs and the back of my hands to specifically neutralize the toxicity of the purple-leaf nettle.

On the other side, she took out a metal cup that had not been used for a long time, rinsed it, added herbs and spring water, set up a rack, and stewed it on the campfire. In order to prevent the smell from being too strong, she covered it with an earthen basin to cover it up as much as possible.

Since there is no way to adjust the heat to either gentle or strong, the effectiveness of the herbal medicine cannot be maximized, but it is enough to neutralize the effect of the anti-inflammatory soup that Song Bailu fed me. After drinking this soup, I felt refreshed inside and out. That evening, I felt cool and refreshed all over. The erythema had subsided, the toxicity had subsided, and the wound that had been oozing pus began to lose its redness and swelling, and felt healed.

I think that with her good memory and her willingness to learn, Yunwen must have reviewed it many times in her mind. So when she used it again, it seemed as if she had already figured it out, which was why she could prescribe such a medicine to break the poisoning of some people.

"Are there any adverse reactions? This is the first time I'm using the medicine like this, so I can't guarantee it." Yunwen said.

"Not yet. I feel comfortable all over, except for my stomach which makes me feel a little nauseous. It may be the detoxification process and the two medicines are trying to work together." I said.

Yunwen nodded and muttered to herself, "I'll give a smaller dose tomorrow. I'm anxious."

After all, medication dosage is accumulated over a long period of time, so it is impossible to succeed in one go. It is already amazing that she can prescribe the right medicine.

This night, I felt a little warm inside. In the past, Yunwen and I were always very cold at night, but this night I felt extremely comfortable. I felt hot and sweaty next to the campfire. It was really incredible.

And thanks to Yunwen's correct use of the prescription, my body has begun to recover. There are no more red spots on my skin, the wounds no longer get worse and ooze pus, and there is no more bad smell. My recovery is getting better day by day. I even feel that standing up for a few minutes is not a big deal, but walking a few steps is still difficult.

It was not until the next night, after taking the medicine, that I tried to rehabilitate myself. I began to use my body, which was almost unfamiliar to me, and to adapt to it again. I walked, ran, jumped, and kicked. I tried a set of military boxing and then tried to lift a stone. I found that the more I moved my body, the more energy I gained, and it seemed as if my eight extraordinary meridians were unblocked.

After completing this set of exercises, I knew that I had almost recovered. What remained were only some superficial injuries that would not affect my movements. And it was time for me to settle accounts for the injustices that Yunwen had suffered and the humiliations that I had endured during this period.

In one night, Yunwen changed the medicine for me three or four times. In the morning, the bites on my legs and the back of my hands had scabbed over perfectly and there was no more inflammation. As long as I don’t do very intense exercise, the wounds won’t tear again. Yunwen and I basically stayed up all night last night, waiting for Song Bailu to wake up.

It was not until the sun was high that Song Bailu and Song Yingchun woke up lazily. They came out yawning. Song Bailu was going to wake Yunwen up to work, but Yunwen just stared at her. She said unhappily, "You got up so early, why don't you do more work? Don't you know that wasting time is a waste of resources? You still need me to urge you! Go and make breakfast."

However, Yunwen didn't move at all. She still leaned on me, motionless.

Song Bailu came over and said sarcastically, "What's wrong? Your ears don't work well? Do you need me to prescribe some medicine for your ears?"

Yunwen and I still didn't move, and Song Bailu seemed to realize something was wrong, her expression changed a little, but she obviously didn't want to admit it. She immediately grabbed Yunwen's collar and shouted, "Get up, if you don't listen, I'll let you go to feed the wolves tonight!"

Yunwen stared at her, her teeth trembling under her pale lips, and her body was shaking with long-accumulated anger.

I patted Yunwen's shoulder gently, and then warned Bailu, "Let go."

She didn't react.

I reached out and pinched her wrist bone. She immediately let go of my grip in pain. I stood up and held her down with a grappling hand. Her entire face was pressed to the ground!

"What's wrong? You can't understand what I'm saying. Can't you hear me anymore when I tell you to let go? Your medicine isn't working. It hasn't been effective after a week of treatment. I think why don't I ask Yunwen to prescribe two doses of ear-clearing medicine for you to clear your ears and improve your brain? How about that?" I said.

"Let me go! Let me go quickly... You can't do this to me. You're still itchy today. Don't you need me to relieve it for you?" Song Bailu shouted.

"A doctor is like a loving parent. You are so capable, Song Bailu. In your hands, medicine has become something that harms people. You are so vicious! I really don't need it. You can do it, Yunwen can do it, and they have already detoxified it. You should learn from them. Why can others use medicine to save people, but you can't? Let me guess, it's because you have a bad heart. Even if you have the skills of Hua Tuo, it will only harm people, right?" I said again.

"Zhang... Zhang Yunwen? You detoxified the purple-leaf nettle? How did you do that? It must be fake. You are lying to me." Song Bailu was panicked.

I showed her the back of my hand and the wound. She was completely stunned, and Song Yingchun, who was standing beside her, stepped back in fear, not daring to say a word.

"What else do you have to say?" I asked.

"Zhou Bo, listen to my explanation. It was Zhang Yunwen who poisoned you that day. I was not involved. Yingchun can testify that we were just processing venison that day. Think about it, how could we survive until now without food? Besides, I certainly haven't done well enough these days, but I am also trying my best to save you and make you recover soon. I am also taking good care of you, right? Don't be like this. We are a team and should be united. Don't be so petty and don't be too harsh, okay?" Song Bailu said anxiously.

"Then let me explain it to you. First, the purple-leaf nettle was the medicine you prescribed. You were just too lazy to make it yourself, so don't try to pass the blame to Zhang Yunwen. Second, even a dog needs to be fed every day, but you only feed me once every two or three days. This is worse than treatment for a dog. Do you call this care? Third, open your eyes and look at Zhang Yunwen. You tortured her into this state, and you want me to not care? Do you think that's possible?" I said with a sneer.

She was gasping for breath, not daring to speak, and trembling with fear.

I let go of her hand, and she quickly hid aside. I said, "Song Bailu, since you mentioned the team, let me tell you what punishment you will get for your despicable behavior in the team! I said that rewards and punishments are clear, and I will definitely do it. This is discipline. I will give you two options. One is to get out of here, don't take anything, and never let me meet you in the forest, otherwise I will kill you as an enemy. The second is to stay..."

Before I finished speaking, Song Bailu immediately hugged my legs and cried, "I'll stay! I choose the second option. I'll be killed by those beasts if I'm outside alone. Please let me stay. I'll do anything..."

"Okay, in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening in the future, the punishment is as follows: you will receive twenty beatings with the killing stick, and you have to do all the work. Yunwen will be the supervisor. If there is any mistake, you will get more beatings with the killing stick. You are not allowed to eat for three days. If I find out that Song Yingchun dares to bring you food, both of you will get out and there won't be a next time. Finally, say sorry to Yunwen a hundred times, think about your review in the evening, and I will check it and read it to me tomorrow. If Yunwen doesn't accept it, or my review is not up to standard, then I'm sorry, get out of here as far as you can." I said.

She swallowed, and her usually calm face became flustered. She said, "I agree with everything else, but the killing stick...is it the same kind of punishment used in ancient times to deal with criminals sent to the frontier?"

I nodded, she frowned and trembled violently...