Yue Nu is not a foreigner, so the only way he can enter a foreign country is through another situation.
He is a barbarian.
Because some barbarians would pass through the territory of other tribes to return to their own tribe.
Shen Huan thought of this explanation almost immediately, but she was so shocked that she didn't speak for a long time.
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Yue Nu is actually a barbarian!
They have always assumed that Yue Nu is from China, and no one has ever cared what country he is from.
But now, we know that Yue Nu is a barbarian, and the barbarians are incompatible with the Celestial Empire.
Shen Huan couldn't help but wonder, did Zhao Litang know that Yue Nu was a barbarian
"I, I..." Yue Nu's eyes were a little evasive, and she stammered and couldn't say anything.
Shen Huan said, "Forget it, I know what I am doing."
Yue Nu explained nervously, "Master Shen, please don't misunderstand me. I, I have always considered myself a Chinese from the Celestial Empire. Really, I have no second thoughts. If the situation had not been urgent today, I would not have rashly run to the territory of a foreign race."
"Don't be nervous. I'm not doubting you. I'm just a little surprised."
Shen Shijiu didn't know what the two were discussing yet, so he asked, "Master, Ah Yue, what are you talking about? What does Master suspect Ah Yue of?"
Shen Huan waved his hand, "Nothing, what did you just say, little disciple? Oh, by the way, why did Yue Nu hide from Deputy General Wu?"
Shen Jiujiu said it again, and Shen Huan expressed his understanding. Shen Jiujiu suggested that Yue Nu should go with the two of them to meet the foreign tribe leader first, and Shen Huan agreed.
After the soldiers outside left, the three of them came out and, led by Shen Huan, went to meet the leader of the foreign tribe.
The chief of the foreign tribe was a very kind old man, and he was very excited to see Shen Huan.
"Xiao Huan, you are finally back. I have been looking forward to seeing you back for so long. We, the foreign race, are finally saved!"
Shen Huan said, "Patriarch, please don't say that. I can only do my best. I also saw the general situation on the way here just now. To be honest, the epidemic has spread and it is not easy to treat."
The clan leader looked melancholy. "Xiao Huan, I know you are under a lot of pressure. Just go ahead and do it. If you need anything, just tell me. I will ask others to help you to the best of their ability."
Shen Huan said, "Then I will make a request first. Ask everyone in the city to stay at home for the next few days unless they have a compelling reason to go out. Also, we cannot leave those who have been infected with the virus to fend for themselves. Many of them are homeless vagrants and beggars. We need to arrange a place for them to live, at least to keep them out of the wind and rain. Then we can talk about treating them."
The foreign tribe leader ＿＿ordered people to do it.
Yue Nu whispered to Shen Shijiu, "Shi, is the plague situation here serious?"
Shen Shijiu nodded, "It's a bit serious. The skin of those people has begun to fester. If this continues, I'm afraid their whole bodies will rot away."
"I discovered that some people in the Celestial Empire's army seemed to have the same symptoms," Yue Nu was trying hard to recall.
Shen Huan came over holding a pill, "I just gave one to the clan leader. This is the last one. I'll give it to you."
Yue Nu took it and asked, "Master Shen, what is this pill for?"
"It can prevent you from getting infected with the plague. Eat it quickly." Shen Shijiu answered for Shen Huan.
Yue Nu swallowed the pill without hesitation. He trusted Master Shen Huan and Shen Shijiu very much and believed that they would never harm him.
At this time, the leader of the foreign tribe also came over, looked at Shen Shijiu and Yue Nu and said, "Xiao Huan, who are these two?"
Shen Huan introduced, "This is my apprentice, Shen Shijiu, and this is my apprentice's friend, Yue Nu."
The foreign tribe leader looked at Shen Nineteen in surprise.
Shen Huan had never been willing to accept a disciple. The clan leader was afraid that Shen Huan would have no successor, so he forced one on her. However, she scolded him and he left within a few days.
But I didn't expect that there would be a day when Shen Huan would take the initiative to accept a disciple.
The clan leader pulled Shen Huan aside.
"Xiao Huan, could it be that Shen Shijiu is a rare genius?"
Shen Huan shook his head, "No, my brain isn't working well either."
"Then he must have something extraordinary."
Shen Huan continued to shake his head, "Besides being able to cry, there's nothing else."
"Then how could he catch your eye?"
Shen Huan thought for a moment and said, "Patriarch, do you still remember Ning'er?"
"Ning'er, Ning'er" the clan leader stared at him, "He belongs to Ning'er"
"Son." Shen Huan said, "Ning'er was named Concubine Ning and gave birth to two sons, one of whom is my little disciple. Therefore, he is also related to us by blood. Blood is thicker than water, and there is no reason for us, the outsiders, not to recognize our own offspring."
The clan leader nodded and said, "Ning'er had a miserable life. She even lost her life to protect our foreign tribe. I will definitely take good care of her son."
Shen Huan said, "And Patriarch, there is one more thing. I believe that after hearing this, you will want to take better care of him even more."
After Shen Huan whispered a few words in the clan leader's ear, the clan leader immediately looked at Shen Shijiu with eyes full of disbelief.
"Impossible, impossible, how could this happen? This is just a legend, no one has ever experienced it, and no one has ever seen it."
Shen Huan whispered, "Then now is the time to experience and gain knowledge."
Shen Huan asked the leader of the foreign tribe for a place to use as a pharmacy, and immediately began to develop a prescription for treating the plague. From the symptoms of the people he had just seen on the street, Shen Huan already had a general understanding.
Shen Jiujiu just followed by and helped, and Yue Nu helped Shen Jiujiu, and the three of them worked together very well.
After Shen Huan prepared a dose of medicine, he brought it to Shen Shijiu first.
"My little disciple, this is yours."
Shen Shijiu smelled the bitter taste of the medicine and frowned.
"Master, aren't you boiling medicine for those patients? Why are you pouring it on me?"
"Theirs haven't started boiling yet, so finish boiling yours first. You're ahead of them here, so you should drink first."
Shen Huan prepared a medicine for Shen Shijiu to stabilize his physical condition. After such a long journey, Shen Huan was worried that something might happen to Shen Shijiu's body.
Shen Shijiu pinched his nose and drank it down obediently.
Shen Huan was satisfied and continued to make medicine for others.
Yue Nu asked Shen Shijiu worriedly, "Shi, what medicine did you just drink? Are you sick?"
"I'm not sick, and I don't know why Master wants me to drink it."
Yue Nu nodded, "I just feel that the smell of the medicine soup is a little familiar, as if I have smelled it before."
After Shen Huan prepared the medicine, he went to the street with the two of them, carrying the medicine.
The injured who were piled up in the streets and alleys have been moved to an abandoned temple that is rarely used.
Although it is still very dilapidated, it is much better than the alleys exposed to wind and rain.
As soon as Shen Huan pushed the door open, the dozen or so people inside all looked towards the door.
Shen Huan was stared at by a group of "blood men", but he didn't feel scared at all and walked in with a normal expression.
Shen Shijiu followed Shen Huan. He recalled the indescribable smell he had smelled in the alley and began to feel uncomfortable in his stomach.
When we entered the house, the smell was overwhelming, and in a closed temple, the smell was much stronger.
Shen Shijiu tried hard to endure it, followed his master, and began to distribute bowls to the wounded, then poured some medicine for each of them.
Yue Nu was standing by, bandaging the bloody skin on a child's arm.
As they got closer, Shen Shijiu couldn't help being choked and suddenly ran to the side and retched twice.
The injured were already very wary of the three men and had no intention of drinking the medicine they gave them.
Shen Shijiu's actions undoubtedly made those people even more unwilling to believe them. They felt that these three strange people coming to give them medicine were simply insulting them, because their diseases were simply incurable.
Yue Nu hurried over to look after Shen Shijiu. Shen Shijiu looked a little pale because he had been dry heaving for a long time.
With a "yela" sound, a wounded patient spilled the medicine in his bowl in front of Shen Shijiu, and threw the bowl down as well. Then he turned his back and lay down, no longer looking at them.
"If you feel sick, go back quickly. Why are you pretending to be kind to give us medicine? Maybe it's poison given to us by the tribe leader. Do you think we are in the way? Are you afraid that we will infect other normal people?"
Shen Shijiu wiped his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I just don't feel well."
"No need to explain, little disciple."
Shen Huan said, "I'll leave the medicine here. You can drink it or not. This medicine can't cure your illness all at once. It can only relieve your pain. Since you don't want to drink it, just bear the pain."
After Shen Huan finished speaking, he took his little disciple and A Yue away from the temple.
After coming out and breathing some fresh air, Shen Shijiu still felt uncomfortable in his stomach and felt a little like vomiting.
Shen Shijiu pressed his stomach hard, but suddenly felt a sharp pain, which frightened him so much that he dared not move.
"Master has a stomachache"
Shen Huan quickly asked him to sit aside and rest. "Don't move, don't move. Let me feel your pulse. Don't press your stomach anymore! Do you hear me?"
"I understand." Shen Shijiu's eyes were blurred with tears due to the pain, and he looked so pitiful.
He clearly didn't do anything, so why did he always feel unwell? Was he sick
Shen Shijiu's heart skipped a beat. He must be sick, but his master didn't dare to tell him, so he made him drink so much medicine.
"Master, Master," Shen Shijiu wiped his tears and asked carefully, "Tell me the truth, am I sick
No, there isn’t much time left.”
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