Crossing the World: This Prince is a Little Sweet

"Her symptoms are very mild and she will be fine after taking medicine for two days."

Chu Xi gave her a pill and wrote her a prescription.

"The pill is divided into two halves. You can only take one half at a time. Feed her the other half after two hours.

Just take the medicine on this list tomorrow!"

The woman was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes. She quickly broke the pill into pieces, put a small half into the child's mouth, and scooped a few spoonfuls of water to feed him.

Chu Xi watched the woman perform these actions and stood up to leave.

As she turned to leave, the woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chu Xi several times.

"Thank you for saving my life, sir. I kowtow to you on behalf of my daughter."

Chu Xi turned around and quickly helped the man up.

"This sister doesn't need to be so polite, just take good care of the child."

Chu Xi said and walked out with everyone.

Two hours passed, and Chu Xi had checked all the sick old people and children in the tribe one by one. Their conditions were similar, and they were basically all infected with dysentery.

"What's going on, little girl?"

The witch grandmother leaned on her crutches and looked at Chu Xi.

"Well, it's basically the same infectious disease."

Chu Xi's face looked a little solemn. The situation was more serious than he had imagined.

"infectious disease?"

The witch grandmother had never heard such words.

"Yes, it is similar to the epidemic you mentioned, and it can be transmitted from person to person, but this infectious disease is much milder than the epidemic and not that serious."

"Plague."

Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it when they heard it.

"What should we do?"

There was a hint of panic in the witch's eyes and her hands were shaking slightly.

"As long as protective measures are taken and those who are sick actively cooperate with treatment, they will basically get better."

Chu Xi's words were like a reassurance pill, giving people a sense of security.

"Nonsense, how can this be a disease? Are you a liar trying to deceive us?"

A boy of fifteen or sixteen in the crowd shouted loudly.

“It’s an infectious disease, not an epidemic.”

Chu Xi corrected him.

"It's definitely not an infectious disease. If it could be transmitted between humans, why am I fine?"

The boy named Ding Ning looked at Chu Xi suspiciously.

Some people in the crowd began to whisper and their hearts began to waver.

Chu Xi was not annoyed, but walked straight to the boy and looked at him with a smile.

"What's your name, handsome boy?"

When Chu Xi called out to him, Ding Ning shrank back in fear, stammering.

"Ding Ning"

"Ding Ning, it's a good name."

When Ding Ning heard someone praising him, his face turned slightly red.

"Young people are strong and healthy now, so they are definitely not afraid. This disease mainly targets people with low resistance, so in the early stages, basically the elderly and children are the ones who get sick. If it is not controlled, adults will probably be affected as well."

When Ding Ning heard Chu Xi praising him for his strong body, his face turned even redder.

Young people know how to grasp the key points.

"Ding Ning, don't make trouble."

The witch grandmother looked at Ding Ning, whose face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and poked him with the crutch in her hand in pain, wondering why this brat came here to make trouble.

The woman who had just fed the child medicine also came out, grabbed Ding Ning's ear, and shouted loudly:

"What are you doing, you little brat? This young master just saved your niece. Apologize to him now."

"Sister, please let go, my ears... it hurts..."

"Hurry up and apologize..."

The woman slapped him on the back of the head angrily again.

"Mr. Chu, I'm so sorry for what happened just now. I shouldn't have questioned you like this. Please forgive me, okay?"

Ding Ning spoke sincerely, but there was a hint of unwillingness in his tone, and his eyes were very stubborn.

Chu Xi found it funny in his heart, what a proud and arrogant boy.

I will make you convinced tomorrow.

"Grandma Wizard, let's talk about how to isolate this infectious disease."

"Okay, come to my place and talk."

Soon, the witch grandmother brought Chu Xi to her residence.

Chu Xi looked at her house. It was not big, a two-story wooden building. The courtyard on the first floor was filled with many large vats, and many herbs were drying on one side of the courtyard, mostly poisonous herbs.

The witch grandmother took her to the second floor, where a portrait of a woman was hung in the center of the main hall.

The woman in the painting is wearing solemn Miao costume. She is elegant and demure, with bright eyebrows, white teeth, and a graceful figure. She is breathtakingly beautiful and captivating.

When Ziyi and Qingfeng saw the woman in the painting, they couldn't help but gasp. The painting was clearly the person in front of them.

Chu Xi couldn't help but frown. Why did the woman in the painting look so much like her?

"Like it?"

The witch's mother-in-law's voice interrupted their meditation.

"I was also surprised at first and thought it was true."

"This is?"

"Our Miao people's first generation saint, Meng Yao."

"Saint?"

The three of them were shocked and suspected that they had heard it wrong.

"Yes."

"The first generation of Saintess, that is a hundred years ago."

Chu Xi looked at the portrait and said slowly.

"Yes, that was nearly a hundred years ago."

The witch is 98 years old this year, and she still remembers the saint she met when she was a child. She was gentle and kind, with curved eyes and eyebrows, and was always willing to help others.

Just like a god.

“She is truly a legendary figure.”

The ancient books that Chu Xi had consulted before had a detailed introduction to this legendary woman.

At the age of three, she showed extraordinary talent and was able to raise Gu worms. When other children were still playing in the mud, she had already begun to learn how to communicate with Gu worms, how to cultivate them, and how to use them.

By the age of six, she was no longer satisfied with simply raising poisonous insects. She began to develop a strong interest in medicine and learned about the knowledge and uses of various herbs.

When she was eight years old, her mother suddenly fell ill. She used her knowledge to find a cure for her mother. She consulted various medical books, searched for various herbs, and personally tested poison for her mother.

When she was thirteen, her father was injured in an accident. She stepped forward again and used the knowledge and skills she had learned to help her father heal his wounds. She carefully cleaned the wound, applied herbs, and then used her own insect to remove the poison for her father. She stayed by her father's side, taking care of his diet and daily life until he recovered.

At the age of fifteen, he used strategies to repel foreign attacks.

……

and many more.

He was a genius with countless heroic deeds, and he created a glimpse of the Miao people, making it difficult for outsiders to invade.

It can be said that the first generation of saint is like a god to the Miao people and cannot be desecrated.

The Miao ethnic group's treasure - the secret medicine - was made by her.

"Yes, the little girl is right, she is the legend of our Miao people."

The witch grandmother looked at Chu Xi meaningfully, as if she wanted to see another person through her body.

The Fire Cloud Bracelet in Chu Xi's hand trembled slightly, as if in resonance.

Before coming to the Miao tribe, Chu Xi wrapped the Fire Cloud Bracelet with black cloth in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

It stopped shaking only when Chu Xi held it in his hand.

"Grandma Wizard, let's get back to the topic."

Chu Xi regained his consciousness, moistened his throat and spoke.