The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

With his eyes closed and a bitter taste in his mouth, he said weakly, "Yes, he is a kind-hearted person and would not want to see others get sick because of him."

Nier brought a glass of water and said, "Rinse your mouth, or it will be bitter."

The man took the cup, took a sip, and said softly: "Sometimes bitterness in the mouth is a good thing, it can dilute the bitterness in the heart."

Ni'er helped the master lay the patient down. The small tent was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine and was a little stuffy. She opened the curtain to allow some air to ventilate the place and dispel the smell. With fresh air, the patient would recover faster.

My eyelids were too heavy, and I could only open them a crack, my eyes full of pleading.

His voice trembled slightly. "I want to ask you for a favor, is that okay?"

Although she didn't know what it was, she knew she was a filial person because she protected her father's body and didn't let anyone touch it, so Ni'er thought about helping if she could.

"You said."

I coughed a few times and took a few breaths to suppress the itchy feeling in my throat, otherwise I wouldn't be able to utter a complete sentence.

"Can you bury me with my dad? I'm not enough of being his daughter."

Ni'er's eyes suddenly turned red. This deceased uncle must have treated his daughter very well, otherwise there would not be such a filial child.

"You will be fine. My master is a very skilled doctor. As long as you take the medicine on time, you will definitely recover. Don't think too much."

"You are too young to act so casually..."

The rest of the words were not spoken.

The person lying there sighed weakly, the corners of his mouth raised in a smile.

"Lend your auspicious words."

"It's going to get better."

Nier and Master walked out of the tent.

The suppressed emotions were relieved. He greedily took a few breaths of fresh air and stretched himself. "It's still better outside. The world is vast."

Zhao Jincheng looked at his little disciple's relaxed and cheerful posture, and he himself did not feel so depressed anymore.

"I guess you would like the endless grasslands outside the Great Wall. Riding a horse and galloping across the grasslands, the grass turns yellow and withers in autumn, and the cold wind blows on your face, cutting your face and causing pain. It is a unique experience."

Ni'er looked up at her master. He was becoming more and more like the worm in her stomach.

It is indeed my favorite scenery. I think no girl would like the feeling of cold wind blowing on her face. The master really knows what I am thinking.

How could he have been to so many places? I wonder if I can be like him when I grow up, traveling all over the country and seeing the beautiful scenery. It would be great if I had such an opportunity.

"Master, you've been there, right?"

The scenery outside the Great Wall emerged in Zhao Jincheng's mind, as if he had returned there. He smelled the smell of grass and the stinky smell of horses, and his hands touched the soft, dense and slightly prickly horse mane.

I couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, that was many years ago."

"Master, I want to be like you in the future, go to many places and treat many people."

Zhao Jincheng felt very comforted. It was great that Ni'er had such an ambition, but if she changed her mind in the future, got married, had children, and lived her whole life in this village, there would be no problem at all.

"Then you have to keep working hard. There is still a lot to learn."

Nier nodded, "I know, Master, I will definitely not let you down."

Zhao Jincheng looked at his little apprentice's sincere and stubborn eyes, as if he saw himself back then.

I heard someone walking towards me quickly, and when I turned around, I saw it was a yamen runner with an anxious look on his face.

"People infected with the disease found in other villages will be sent here soon. Please prepare them."

Zhao Jincheng frowned. It seemed that the situation was quite serious this time. The epidemic was discovered in other villages so quickly. It was not a good sign.

"Okay, got it. Thank you for your hard work."

Ni'er looked at the back of the person who hurried away and felt something was wrong. She was a little worried. More patients would be sent in soon. "Master, do you think we can escape this time?"

Zhao Jincheng didn't dare to make a guarantee. This was an epidemic, it was too contagious, and the chances of surviving if infected were very small.

"Let's hope, do our best and leave the rest to fate."

He looked down at his little apprentice, his thoughts written all over his face, he was still a little kid, "Are you scared?"

Nier raised her head and smiled brightly at her master, "With Master here, I'm not afraid."

Zhao Jincheng's heart settled down immediately. He would be busy next. There would be more and more patients in the next few days, so he had to make adequate preparations. "Let's go and make some pills."

Ni'er prepared the medicine according to the prescription given by her master and crushed it skillfully.

At this time, the patient was brought in, and the two went to the tent where the patient was to see the patient.

This time it was a slightly overweight old man, and his symptoms were relatively mild at the moment.

Zhao Jincheng placed three fingers on his pulse and remained silent.

Ni'er felt like a long time had passed before the master finally took his hands off the patient.

The old man looked at Zhao Jincheng's expression carefully, hoping to see something from it, but Zhao Jincheng had been a doctor for so many years that he knew very well that he must not sigh at this time and let the patient see how serious his illness was.

Many people would be frightened to death by the doctor's sighs and serious expression.

I asked anxiously, "Doctor, how am I?"

Although he was covering his mouth and nose, he could still see a smile in his eyes, and he consoled him: "It's okay, old man, have a good rest, we will bring you medicine later."

Hearing this, the old man was obviously relieved.

"Hey~"

Two people were busy there, one making pills and the other boiling medicine. They really wished they could grow eight hands. They were a little overwhelmed by taking care of the two patients, and who knew what would happen in the future.

Finally, Nier ground all the medicine into powder.

The master's medicine was also boiling. He was watching the medicine and boiling honey at the same time. He would mix the honey and medicine powder into a paste before making it into pills.

"The honey is ready, come quickly."

Zhao Jincheng called Ni'er over, and saw her pouring honey into the container of medicine powder and stirring it constantly.

After a while it turned into a sticky mess.

Knead it like you would dough, until it doesn’t stick to your hands or the bowl.

Roll it into long strips, cut it into small pieces, and roll them into balls with your hands.

In such hot weather, Ni'er's head was covered with sweat and she didn't even bother to wipe it off.

Zhao Jincheng was even worse off. The heat from the firewood and medicine had almost soaked his clothes.

After a lot of hard work, finally everything was done.

Nier silently said in her heart, "I hope that the medicine I made with sincerity will be useful, and those who take it will be cured."