After each visit to a patient, she would write down the patient's name on a piece of paper, and then write down the prescription, and then go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
She communicated with these 'slaves' using sign language.
These "slaves" can speak, so why does she use sign language? Because this sign language is the sign language used by the people in the hometowns of these "slaves' ancestors".
Before her death, Nan Chengcheng's master brought her to the Azang tribe and showed her the history of the "slaves" of the Azang tribe during the Republic of China period.
The ancestors of these "slaves" were the indigenous inhabitants of the Azang tribe. At that time, there was no oppression and no concept of "slaves". They lived happily and peacefully on this land. Later, a group of outsiders broke in and suppressed and persecuted them with various weapons, turning them into "slaves".
Those foreign invaders did not know sign language, only the indigenous people knew it, so Nan Chengcheng used their sign language to reassure them and make them trust her.
Of course, she didn't say that Prince Rong was the one who would save them...
She was talking about...
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Deep down, Rong Qianming still despised those "slaves" and thought they were as dirty as garbage. He didn't want to get close to them at all. He watched Nan Chengcheng treating these people from a distance.
At this moment, she was in the sunshine, surrounded by "slaves", and her eyes looking at those "slaves" were full of kindness and affection.
He was fascinated by what he saw.
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Nan Chengcheng was currently examining the leg wound of a twelve-year-old girl.
It was a bloody wound caused by coal, and it had become infected with pus.
The girl didn't cry at all.
Nan Chengcheng looked down at the wound, her back to Lord Rong and his group, tears rolling down her face.
The girl gently patted Nan Chengcheng's shoulder and told her in sign language, "I'm not."
Nan Chengcheng took the girl's pulse and prescribed medicine.
The moment she lowered her head to write the prescription, the paper in her hand was soaked with her tears.
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More than four hours later, all the "slaves" in Nan Chengcheng's mine had seen the doctor. She handed the prescription to Lord Rong's men and asked them to prepare the medicine.
Those 'slaves' all looked at Nan Chengcheng with respect.
Nan Chengcheng turned his back to Lord Rong and said to those people in sign language, "There will be a man named 'Zhan Hengyi' who will come to save you. This land originally belonged to your ancestors, and in the future, it will belong to you too.
Those invaders will be driven out. What you need to do now is to take good care of your health. Those who save you in the future may need your help.
Dear patients, the medicine will be delivered to you later.
You can tell your other tribesmen that I can help them."
Those 'slaves' placed their right hands on their left shoulders and bowed deeply to Nan Chengcheng.
Lord Rong thought that those "slaves" were bowing to him again, and he nodded shamelessly, accepting their gratitude.
Then, Nan Chengcheng got into Lord Rong's car and left with him.
On the way back to Tang, Nan Chengcheng said to Beile Ye, "You are their savior now. Once you kill those nobles of the Azang tribe, these 'slaves' who have recovered from their injuries will be your soldiers."
Lord Rong was very touched and his love for Nan Chengcheng increased a little. He suddenly grabbed her hand.
Nan Chengcheng quickly pulled her hand away, her heart filled with disgust, and said lightly, "You haven't fully fulfilled your promise to me yet. Before that, don't touch me."
After saying that, she turned her head and looked at the distant sky.
The only man she was thinking about was Zhan Hengyi.
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