The system favors me so much, I get eight meals a day while escaping from famine

Jiang Qingyi then took out all the silver needles and clapped her hands, "OK."

Zhao Jing asked in disbelief, "Excuse me Miss Jiang, our young master's poison..."

"It has been cured, but his body has been corroded by toxins, so he needs to take some medicine to recuperate. I'll give you a prescription, and you can go get the medicine and boil it for him to drink. He will be fully recovered in five days."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Zhang immediately took out a pen and paper and handed them to Jiang Qingyi.

Jiang Qingyi looked at him in confusion, "Why did you give me paper and pen?"

Doctor Zhang was also confused, "Didn't Miss Jiang say she wanted a prescription?"

Jiang Qingyi said confidently, "I can't read, I tell you to write."

Doctor Zhang was speechless. You said you can't read, then how did you learn these medical skills? He really couldn't understand!

Zhao Jing was also shocked by Jiang Qingyi's words. Miss Jiang, who was a master of martial arts and medical skills, was actually illiterate! ?

Jiang Qingyi had finished reading the prescription and reminded of the precautions, then stood up and walked out, "I have already cured your young master of the poison, I should go back now."

Zhao Jing got off the carriage and said, "Miss Jiang, please stay."

"how?"

"I hope Miss Jiang won't tell anyone about my detoxification for the young master."

Jiang Qingyi nodded, "Don't worry, although I'm young, I'm still very tight-lipped."

Zhao Jing clasped his fists towards Jiang Qingyi again, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Qingyi waved her hand. "No thanks. Just for the banknote you gave me last time, we are even now. I'll go back first."

Zhao Jing looked at Jiang Qingyi's small back and thought: It was because Miss Jiang didn't know the young master's identity that she saved the second prince of Dayue Kingdom. How can this be settled?

Well, let’s wait until the Second Prince wakes up and then decide how to deal with it. He can’t make the decision on such an important matter.

Zhao Jing returned to the carriage. Doctor Zhang was examining Sikong Zhuxuan. "Master Zhao, Miss Jiang is a very skilled doctor. The poison in the young master's body has been completely cured. Where did Master Zhao find this expert?"

Zhao Jing chuckled, "Miss Jiang is just a refugee we met on the road."

Lord Zhang blushed, "Lord Zhao, please stop making fun of me. I was wrong before."

Zhao Jing stopped joking and said, "Don't tell anyone that Miss Jiang treated the young master. She is indeed a refugee. You take good care of the young master. We have to rush to the next place to get medicine for him."

"Don't worry, Lord Zhao. I will."

Jiang Qingyi had just returned to the Jiang family for a while when Zhao Jing and his party left on horseback.

Zhao was relieved to see Jiang Qingyi return safely.

No one in the family dared to ask Jiang Qingyi what she had done, but even if they asked, Jiang Qingyi would not tell anyone.

The fried chicken rewarded by the system has been put into the space. There are a large portion of spicy, spicy, sweet and spicy, honey mustard, and salted egg yolk flavors. Jiang Qingyi was already ravenous after taking a look at them, but it was a pity that she couldn't eat it yet.

After Zhao Jing and his group left, the people of Jiangjia Village continued on their way.

In the evening, the people of Jiangjia Village arrived at a village. Although it was dinner time, there was no smoke from cooking in the village and every household stayed indoors.

The village chief took two people over there, but before they could say a word, they were kicked out with hoes.

Jiang Qingyi guessed that the villagers here were probably frightened by the previous refugees, so they didn't dare to contact strangers.

The people of this village are unwilling to help them, and the people of Jiangjia Village cannot force them.

In order to find water, they had to keep moving forward.

The group was lucky and after walking for another half an hour they arrived at a river, where they settled down.

The river is very wide, estimated to be twelve meters wide. The water is not very deep, reaching the thigh level of Jiang Qingyi (who is 1.2 meters tall).

If it wasn't already dark, Jiang Qingyi would have gone down to the river for a stroll to see if she could catch some small fish.

The weather was much colder than before, and the closer to the north you got, the colder it got. There were not enough thick clothes in the village, and the same was true for the Jiang family.

So everyone basically couldn't sleep well at night and could only huddle around the fire to rest.

Fortunately, there is a forest by the river, where we can find enough firewood.

After stopping, the villagers found places to rest.

Old Mrs. Jiang asked the Zhao family to start preparing dinner. Old Man Jiang was tired from traveling today, so he did not go to look for firewood with his sons.

Jiang Qingyi sat on her cart and swung her feet. Jiang Xiaoya sat beside her and asked curiously, "Xiaowu, how did you become so powerful?"

Jiang Qingyi looked up at the sky, "Because I want to protect my family."

Jiang Xiaoya said enviously, "I also want to become as powerful as you."

Jiang Qingyi did not answer, mainly because she really had no way to deal with it.

Jiang Qingyi jumped off the cart and said, "Sister Xiaoya, let's go warm ourselves by the fire and see what to eat tonight."

Jiang Xiaoya also followed down.

Because they met Zhao Jing today, he also asked Jiang Qingyi to do something. The villagers of Jiangjia Village were waiting to see what he would give them this time.

Since someone was paying attention, Jiang Qingyi didn't take out the flour from the space, and of course she couldn't take out the fried chicken.

Dinner was a fairly thick corn porridge with a strong corn aroma. Jiang Qingyi liked it very much anyway.

A breeze blew from the riverside, and Jiang Qingyi saw that several people in the Jiang family shuddered obviously. Jiang Qingyi also felt a chill.

After drinking the corn porridge, Jiang Qingyi borrowed a cart nearby, took out two pieces of oilcloth from it, and went to get a tree nearby. She put the two pieces together to make a windproof shed, and tied the joints directly with tree bark.

In fact, she still had the cotton cloth she had obtained from a previous mission in her space, but she couldn't find a reasonable reason to take it out, so she had to wait until she arrived in the capital.

That night, Jiang Qingyi sat cross-legged by the fire to practice. There was a straw mat under her, which was specially made for her by Old Lady Jiang when she was on the road.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Qingyi heard a wolf howl in the woods. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the howl, which was quite far away from their location.

This place is not affected by the drought, and the wolves in the forest will not go to the marginal areas to find food, so Jiang Qingyi is not worried about the safety of the villagers.

After making sure there was no danger, she closed her eyes and continued practicing.

The next morning, Jiang Qingyi opened her eyes and got up from the straw mat. She heard coughing again, probably because she caught a cold last night.

This time, even more people caught the cold than before, and perhaps half of the people in each family were affected.

The Jiang family's situation is probably better, but not much better.

The frail Zhao did not get up on time today. After Chen got up, she called her twice but she did not wake up.

Jiang Qingyi then realized something was wrong. She reached out and touched Zhao's forehead, which was very hot.

She said to Jiang Dahai calmly, "Dad, Mom has a fever. Go to the river and get some water. I'll make some medicine for her."

Jiang Dahai acted quickly.