Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

He did not hesitate and asked directly: "How much silver do you want?"

Xiao Zhixue held up two fingers and said calmly, "Not much, a total of three hundred taels of silver."

"Okay, deal." Fan Yanmu nodded, accepted the price without hesitation, and gestured to Yingyi.

Ying Yi understood quickly, took out a hundred taels of silver from his bosom, and handed it to Xiao Zhixue respectfully: "This is a hundred taels of silver. When you cure my master, I will give you the rest."

Xiao Zhixue took the banknote with light and graceful movements, and put it into her lapel without making a sound, cleverly hiding it with the help of her clothes and putting it into the space she carried with her.

Then, she turned to Xiao Tingxuan, her tone hurried but calm: "Second brother, quickly set up the medicine pot, I want to boil the detoxification soup. Remember, the heat must be accurate, and the order of adding the herbs cannot be wrong, otherwise the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tingxuan took action immediately. He knew that every second at this moment depended on Fan Yanmu's life and death, and he dared not slack off in the slightest.

Then he looked at Xiao Wei and said, "Dad, please find some dry branches to make a fire. We need to make the potion as soon as possible."

Xiao Wei and Xiao Tingxuan quickly responded and did as instructed.

At this moment, Xiao Tingrui, who was idle at the side, came forward, his eyes full of worry and concern, and asked: "Little sister, is there anything I can help with?"

Xiao Zhixue glanced at Fan Yanmu and thought for a moment. Considering that Fan Yanmu's body might need to be fixed for rescue, she replied, "Go find a small piece of wood. The young master might need it later."

Xiao Tingrui agreed and immediately ran to find wood.

He didn't want to appear useless in front of his family, so he was willing to do his best in everything he could.

After a while, Xiao Wei returned to the camp with light steps, holding a bundle of dry and hard branches in his hand. He had carefully selected them from the nearby jungle and they were enough to support a long-lasting campfire.

Xiao Tingxuan had already placed the heavy medicine pot steadily on the makeshift stone stove.

At the same time, Xiao Zhixue quietly opened the water bag she carried with her, and clear water poured out and poured into the pot like a mountain stream.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the bonfire, she quietly squeezed out a trickle of spiritual spring water from the bottom of the water bag and silently merged it into the clear water in the pot, adding a mysterious power to the medicine that was about to be boiled.

Xiao Zhixue stood up at the right time, using the excuse of going to get herbs. She cleverly concealed her figure with a package and took out various medicinal herbs that Xiao Tingxuan had carefully picked along the way from the space that no one knew about.

These medicinal herbs sparkle in the sun, the veins of the leaves are clearly visible, and the roots and stems are plump and solid, all of which contain powerful vitality.

The medicinal materials are washed in the clear stream water, and the dirt and impurities are washed away one by one, leaving only the pure herbal scent in the air.

Xiao Zhixue skillfully dropped the washed herbs into the boiling medicine pot. The medicinal fragrance blended with the water vapor to form a unique medicinal melody.

The others sat around the campfire. Although they were concerned, due to their lack of knowledge about herbal medicine, they could only watch and wait, silently waiting for the medicine to be boiled.

At this moment, Xiao Tingrui also appeared in everyone's sight at the right time. He was holding a piece of solid wood in his hand, which was obviously prepared for Fan Yanmu.

He walked straight towards Xiao Zhixue, handed her the wood, and then waited quietly on the side with the others, their eyes focused on the medicine pot that carried hope.

Under the heat of the flame, the liquid medicine gradually turned from clear to thick, the color became deeper, and a rich medicinal aroma spread.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Zhixue immediately called Zhou Shuqiong to fetch a clean porcelain bowl, and carefully poured the boiled detoxifying soup into it.

Xiao Zhixue held the medicine bowl and walked slowly towards Fan Yanmu. Her eyes were firm and gentle, with an unquestionable confidence.

She handed the medicine bowl to Fan Yanmu and said, "Take this medicine first. It can help you eliminate the toxins in your body."

Fan Yanmu stared at the ink-like liquid in the bowl, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, as if to absorb the courage into his heart, and then drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

The medicine slid into my throat, bringing with it an indescribable bitterness, but immediately afterwards, a warm current swept through my whole body.

Fan Yanmu looked at Xiao Zhixue in front of him with gratitude, and the doubts and vigilance in his heart melted away like ice and snow.

Xiao Zhixue turned her gaze to Ying Er who was standing beside her and said solemnly, "Give me your short knife."

Although Ying Er didn't understand what he meant, after seeing Fan Yanmu nod slightly, he still handed the dagger in his hand to Xiao Zhixue.

Xiao Zhixue took the dagger and first placed it over the flame to use the high temperature to eliminate any harmful bacteria that might be attached.

When the dagger became hot, she turned and walked back to Fan Yanmu, the dagger in her hand flashing coldly in the firelight.

"Bite it." She handed a piece of smoothly shaved wood to Fan Yanmu's mouth, her tone calm but revealing an irresistible force.

Fan Yanmu understood what he meant and bit the wood tightly in his mouth without hesitation.

He closed his eyes, suppressed the tension in his heart, and lay quietly on the wet ground, allowing the cold ground to penetrate his clothes and reach his skin.

Xiao Zhixue held a dagger in her hand, her eyes focused and calm.

She cut precisely at Fan Yanmu's wound, peeling off the festering flesh with decisive and resolute movements.

In an instant, a stream of black and foul-smelling blood slowly flowed out of the wound, forming a sharp contrast with the fresh blood around it.

The severe pain came like a violent storm, causing Fan Yanmu's entire body to be instantly covered with fine cold sweat, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

He clenched his teeth and swallowed the scream of pain back into his stomach, allowing Xiao Zhixue to clean his wound meticulously.

In fact, Xiao Zhixue originally planned to take out anesthetics from the mysterious space to relieve Fan Yanmu's pain, but considering that there were many people around, she finally chose to give up.

She didn't want to reveal her secrets easily, and she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, she could only rely on her superb medical skills to help Fan Yanmu get through this painful treatment.

After the rotten meat was completely removed, Xiao Zhixue signaled with her eyes to Xiao Tingxuan to bring the herbs that had been boiled to perfection to her.

I saw her grinding the herbs into a fine paste gently and precisely.

Xiao Zhixue was fully focused, applying the herbs on Fan Yanmu's deep wound that was visible to the bone with extremely careful movements.

In an instant, the severe pain miraculously eased significantly.

The light black texture that originally surrounded the wound, like a devil's mark, seemed to be driven away by an invisible force under the magical effect of the herbs.

Shadow One and Shadow Two had been watching this scene with bated breath. Now that they witnessed the significant improvement of the injuries, their tense nerves finally relaxed.

When his eyes turned to Xiao Zhixue again, the previous hostility had dissipated like smoke, and was replaced by sincere admiration and gratitude for the young girl's medical skills.