The boy who had just woken up was still a little dazed. When he heard his father crying, he looked at a loss. Finally, he looked curiously at Xi Yue.
That’s right, the people who came were naturally Xi Yue and Weizhi, and the little red bird stayed beside the unconscious Xiao Nuo to guard him.
As soon as the little boy saw Xi Yue, his big round eyes widened immediately. Although his voice was hoarse and weak, it was full of amazement, "Big sister, you... you are so beautiful! You are even more beautiful than the goddess!"
Kulun suddenly came to his senses, knelt down in front of Xi Yue, and kowtowed, saying: "Thank you, goddess, for using your magical skills to save my son's life!"
Xi Yue said helplessly: "Your son was not dead in the first place, he was just in shock. The method I used to save him was not some magical skill, it was just CPR."
Kulun and the little boy Linqi looked at Xiyue blankly with bewildered faces. What is shock? What is CPR? Is it a kind of magical skill
Xi Yue ignored the reactions of the father and son, and said with a slightly serious expression: "Shock is not a big problem. The most serious problem is that the child has malaria, and it has entered the third stage. If he is not treated, I am afraid he will really die this time."
"Malaria?" Cullen looked surprised and confused. What was that
The little boy suddenly grabbed Xi Yue's hand and said with difficulty: "Sister Goddess, are you saying that I... I am sick? Not a punishment from the gods?"
Xi Yue sneered, "God's punishment? Tsk tsk, sure enough, there are charlatans who say such things in every period, and people believe them."
Such remarks, whether in the world of cultivation or in the real world, are the greatest insult to doctors, and are tantamount to completely denying the efforts and value of doctors.
The little boy's eyes lit up, and he held Xi Yue's hand tightly, saying in a trembling voice: "Sister Goddess, can I survive? Can everyone in our tribe survive?"
Before Xi Yue could say anything, Kulun had already shaken his head and said, "It's impossible. This must be a punishment from the god Pan'e. Otherwise, how could so many people get the same disease? And not just our tribe, but also many people from other tribes, dying one after another. The gods must be angry at our disrespect, so they sent down a natural disaster..."
"Why do so many people get the same disease?" Xi Yue suppressed her sneer and said in a deep voice, "Because malaria is a contagious disease. No matter if the people are in contact with each other, eat the same food, or drink the same water, as long as one person gets sick, the others, if their resistance is not strong enough, will have a high chance of getting sick as well."
Kulun still looked unconvinced, but the little boy stood up shakily and knelt in front of Xi Yue, "Sister Goddess, I don't know what disease is, but you can cure us, right?"
"It's like, just now Qi'er felt cold and sad, and Ma Shan was about to die, but suddenly she felt the call of a force, and then she came back to life."
"Sister Goddess, if you can save the people in our tribe, Qi'er is willing to work for you like a slave for the rest of my life."
Before Xi Yue could speak, Xiao Nuo's familiar voice suddenly came from behind her, "Master, can you... can you really save our tribe?"
"Xiao Nuo!" Cullen screamed, looking at the little girl walking in the darkness in disbelief.
The entire tribe was going crazy looking for this little girl, but they didn't expect her to appear here. (To be continued)