As the old woman carried her child, wrapped in a tattered quilt, and shakily stepped over the threshold, she saw lifelike auspicious cloud patterns carved on the door frame.
Their ability to reach the place where the Mountain Goddess resided delighted a group of believers from Liangzhou.
They passed through the golden gate and arrived at the open snowfield in front of Linjia Village.
Fang Niangzi and two elderly women were also among them, carefully carrying their sons on their backs as they stepped through the gate.
The sight of the barren mountains took everyone's breath away. The snow in front of Linjia Village was as smooth as a silver carpet, and in the distance, the houses with thick thatched roofs were covered with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.
Liang Shu waved to Tong Yiwen, who was walking towards her.
The female doctor was dressed in a plain white cotton coat with light blue herbal patterns embroidered on the lapel, and her hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin.
Liang Shu: "Xiao Tong, this child has caught a cold. Take someone to treat him."
Tong Yiwen nodded: "I'll take these believers away first, and you can come back to pick them up later."
"Let's go, I'll take you to the clinic."
She looked at the group of villagers in front of her and sighed.
The two old women sensed something was amiss: "Fairy, if the Mountain Goddess is so powerful, why do we still need to go to the clinic to see a doctor?"
Having just passed through that golden gate, they realized just how great this mountain goddess was. She could cross two continents with just a single gate. Why didn't she just cure their son directly instead of going through all that trouble at the clinic?
Tong Yiwen settled the patient on a bed covered with clean bedding, took out a celadon bottle from the medicine cabinet, gave the patient a pill, and then cast a solemn gaze at everyone.
“He just has a cold and fever. I gave him some medicine, and he will wake up soon.”
"You're all coming with me to the medical school now!"
"Ah, class?" Even Fang Niangzi was shocked.
“Yes, class starts!” Tong Yiwen said decisively.
"Do you know how dangerous it was just now? He's just a child, and he was about to become delirious with fever. Instead of taking him to see a doctor, you just kept kneeling in the temple?"
Fang Niangzi was shocked: "But, but the Mountain Goddess..."
Bang! Tong Yiwen slammed her hand on the table.
"It was the Mountain Goddess who sent Sister Shu to bring you here! The Mountain Goddess told me to tell you that God helps those who help themselves!"
"This child's life could have been saved with just medicine, but you're all making a fuss here. If the Mountain Goddess hadn't seen this in time, he would have died!"
“Countless people in this world believe in the Mountain Goddess. The Mountain Goddess cannot possibly attend to everything. If you come to the Mountain Goddess for every trivial matter that you can handle yourself, what do you take her for?”
Tong Yiwen was deeply saddened.
Seeing that these people were genuinely repentant, she said gently, "But Your Majesty is truly great and has always been helping us. When the Zhou family came to cause trouble, it was Qingluan who resolved it for you."
"The Mountain Goddess can help us resolve disasters and save our lives in critical moments, but we also need to save ourselves!"
"True strength comes from our own efforts to become strong, and this is what the Mountain Goddess has always hoped for!"
"I, we..." Fang Niangzi was shaken and filled with shame.
She, she deserves to die!
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