I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

Mrs. Wang was driving the carriage in front, and Liu Fufeng, who was originally sitting in the carriage, suddenly blushed.

Miss Xue'er, who was resting with her eyes closed, looked up at Liu Fufeng.

Her face darkened instantly and she raised her hand to his forehead, feeling a scorching heat in her hand.

She lifted the curtain lightly, looked at the situation outside, and said to Mrs. Wang hurriedly, "Mother Wang, hurry up, General Liu has started to have a fever."

Human life was at stake so Mrs. Wang didn't care about anything else at this moment and drove the carriage towards the village.

When the carriage just arrived at the village entrance, the village, which was usually bustling, was surprisingly quiet today.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help but slow down the speed of the carriage. She raised her eyes to look at the slowly rising sun and frowned even deeper.

Miss Xue'er also noticed something was wrong with Mrs. Wang and lifted the curtain to look outside. "Where did everyone go?"

Mrs. Wang tightened the reins in her hands and warned Miss Xueer, "Miss, be careful."

The further the carriage went into the village, the thicker the dead silence became. Mrs. Wang looked at the empty streets, deserted and with only a lot of fallen leaves on the road that no one had swept.

"Miss." Mrs. Wang subconsciously called her Miss Xueer.

"Go directly to the old doctor's house." Miss Xue'er also felt vaguely uneasy.

After responding, Mrs. Wang drove the carriage quickly there.

At this moment, Miss Xueer also subconsciously clenched her hands and prayed silently in her heart.

The carriage stopped in front of a simple house.

When Mrs. Wang saw the scene in front of her, her face changed instantly and she stood there in a daze.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she said to the people behind the curtain: "Girl, put on veils for them all. Something big has happened in the village."

Miss Xue'er's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She lifted the curtain of the carriage, stuck her head out and looked at the old doctor's yard which was filled with straw mats. Most of the people in the village were here with the old doctor.

Those people were lying on straw mats, moaning softly, and there were occasional wailing sounds coming from the inner room.

Miss Xue'er hurriedly took out the veil and distributed it to everyone. Liu Fufeng was already suffering from a high fever at this time.

"Mother Wang, please go inside and find out what's going on first." Miss Xueer urged hurriedly.

Only then did Mrs. Wang react. She quickly put on her veil, jumped off the carriage, walked through the courtyard, and came to the inner room. She saw the old doctor holding his forehead with one hand and sighing softly: "More and more people are infected, and the medicinal herbs in the mountains are almost dug up. What should we do?"

"Old doctor." Mrs. Wang's voice sounded at the door.

The old doctor looked in the direction where Mrs. Wang was. When he saw her, he immediately stood up as if he had seen a savior.

And then I thought of something.

He quickly stood up and asked Mrs. Wang, "Why did you come back to the village at this time? Did Xue'er come back with you?"

Mrs. Wang nodded slightly and stepped forward to support the old doctor. Before she could ask more questions, Mrs. Wang spoke first, "Old doctor, Miss Xue'er asked you to help save someone. He was stabbed and the knife is still in his body. He needs to stop the bleeding and reduce his fever."

"Let's go and take a look." The old doctor walked quickly outside without stopping for a moment.

When they reached the gate of the courtyard, the old doctor took some mugwort and fumigated the two of them before approaching the carriage.

"Xue'er, bring him down." The old doctor's voice sounded beside the carriage.

Miss Xue'er helped Liu Fufeng get off the carriage.

The old doctor pointed to the downwind position, using the carriage as a barrier, and said to Miss Xueer, "Lay the man down flat."

After giving these instructions, the old doctor turned around and went back to his yard. When he came back again, he had a lot more things in his arms.

The old doctor cut open Liu Fufeng's clothes at the wound, revealing the red and swollen wound.

He raised his eyes and said to Miss Xue'er with a worried look, "I can help him, but I don't have any more numbing powder to clean the wound. Can he hold on?"

Miss Xueer frowned slightly, looking at Liu Fufeng, whose face turned red due to a high fever, and gritted her teeth. "Okay, saving his life is the most important thing, just treat his wound directly."

The old doctor told Mother Wang to put a towel on Liu Fufeng's forehead.

He began to disinfect the instruments. He put them in the fire and roasted them. After a long time, when he saw the instruments turning red and hot, he stopped.

The old doctor raised his hand, placed it on Liu Fufeng's face, and patted his face gently.

Liu Fufeng woke up from his coma and looked at the old man in front of him with confusion.

He propped himself up and tried to bow to the old doctor, but the old doctor was one step ahead of him and put his hand on his shoulder: "Don't move."

"The old lady wants to pull the knife out of your body for you. There is no Ma Fei San in the village, so you have to bear with it." After saying that, the old doctor handed a piece of wood to Liu Fufeng.

Liu Fufeng understood what the other party meant, and said to the old doctor: "It's okay, this is just a minor injury, it's nothing to worry about, just remove it, old sir."

The old doctor looked at the place where the knife had stabbed, his brows furrowed with frown.

He placed a bottle of hemostatic medicine at his side and then put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

He took a deep breath and then pulled the knife out of Liu Fufeng's body.

At the same time, the old doctor was relieved that Liu Fufeng's condition was not as bad as he had expected.

Liu Fufeng clenched his teeth, and his face turned pale the moment the old doctor drew his sword.

Miss Xue'er subconsciously grabbed Liu Fufeng's hand and held it tightly.

The old doctor took the small knife he had prepared in advance, gently dug out the blood from his wound, and then quickly sprinkled medicine on the wound.

After doing all this, Liu Fufeng endured the pain and looked at Miss Xueer's hand.

Only then did Miss Xue'er realize that she had been holding Liu Fufeng's hand tightly. She quickly let go and a blush appeared on her face.

"Does it hurt?" Miss Xueer asked in a low voice.

Liu Fufeng then turned his gaze away from Miss Xue'er, raised his hand to scratch his head, and grinned; "Compared to the pain of being poisoned, this is much better."

The old doctor asked Liu Fufeng to take off his shirt and bandaged his wound.

Liu Fufeng then noticed the situation of those people in the courtyard. He frowned slightly and murmured, "How could such a plague break out in your village?"

When the old doctor heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his gloomy eyes. He took Liu Fufeng's hand and asked, "Do you know this disease?"

Liu Fufeng nodded heavily. "In the past, when I was on the battlefield, there were so many casualties that there was no time to bury the fallen soldiers. Finally, a plague broke out in the barracks. Anyone who was infected would have erosions on their bodies, high fever, and unbearable pain all over their bodies. In the end, they were tortured to death by the disease."

The old doctor listened to what Liu Fufeng said, nodded heavily, and held Liu Fufeng's hand a little tighter.

The old doctor suddenly knelt down in the direction of Liu Fufeng, and said with tears in his cloudy eyes, "Please, good man, save them. Most of the elderly in the village have died. The remaining ones are still young and have not lived through their best years."

Liu Fufeng raised his hand and hurriedly helped the man up.

Before Liu Fufeng could speak, Miss Xue'er asked nervously, "Where's my mother?"