Si Ye and Rong Yue have been following up the mountain, and when they were about to arrive, they saw the people in front of them suddenly turning to face them, smiling and waving at them.
It's like a paparazzi suddenly caught, Si Ye and Rong Yue are both startled, subconsciously want to turn around and walk away.
However, Ah Si Chong and the others yelled, "Si Ye, Rong Yue, walk two steps faster and you will be here soon.
The Fourth Master had never been so embarrassed in his life. He raised his head and looked at them for a long time before saying to Rong Yue: "I want to go back to Zhili."
Rong Yue didn't want to be charged with a stalking charge, so she pulled him up and told everyone that they were here to travel.
Sure enough, he entered the leprosy village, and he really wanted to treat leprosy patients.
Si Ye was very horrified throughout the whole process. Watching Yuan Qingling treating the patient, disinfecting, scraping the wound, and removing the carrion, he felt like vomiting, but Yuan Qingling sat with a mask on his eyes repeatedly. Although she wears thin gloves on her hands, she must feel it when she touches the rotting wound.
Does she know who she is? She is the prince!
The ten-fingered prince princess does not touch Yangchun, just reproduce the royal child's breath, come here to treat the sick patients? Is she crazy
The first instinct of Si Ye was that she was making a show for the prince and accumulating fame for the prince.
But then he denied that this is definitely not a good way to accumulate fame. The prince who has been to Jafron Mountain will only make people feel bad.
This is a trick for the prince.
Si Ye snuggled on the only railing on the entire Jafong Mountain, watching everyone busy, and even Rong Yue helped to boil hot water and deal with the garbage that was cleared out.
He doesn't go, he feels sick.
He put his hands on his chest, just watched everyone's work quietly, and looked around. He saw Yuan Qingling holding a small spatula in his hand and wearing a mask on his face, half-kneeling on the ground and giving it to a fifty-something. The year-old female patient dealt with the wound on her toe. The toe was deformed, bulged, her thumb was rotten, and a piece of something she didn't know was knotted, and she looked sick anyway.
She took out a strange object and hit the patient’s foot, then sprayed something that seemed brownish-yellow, and then began to scrape the carrion on the wound. The knife was sharp and a lot of things came out, but the patient’s face was also It's strange that there is no painful color.
Does it mean that people with this disease don't feel the pain anymore
After she finished scraping, she sprayed brown stuff again, bandaged it, and let people help her to leave.
The next one is the old man, who looks over sixty years old. He is skinny and skinny. His face is covered with dark dust. The dust is hidden in the wrinkles. It seems to be able to fill the wrinkles. The black clothes emit a shiny light. At first glance, I feel that I haven't changed clothes in ten years.
He was lying on a flat mat, exposing his left foot. The toes of his left foot were all blackened and rotten, all the way to the sole of the foot, and a large deformed knot protruded from the ankle, which looked like a rotten and swollen pig's hoof. .
It was another tube of needles. After a while, the old man fell asleep and saw Yuan Qingling take out a knife and a small saw from a box. The saw was silver, not big, but it looked sharp.
Next, Si Ye could hardly believe his eyes.
Na Yuan Qingling looked soft and weak, but actually picked up the saw to saw the old man's broken leg away.
And there is no one to help, other people are doing it in her way, either washing, applying medicine, or bandaging.
She was still in a half-kneeling position, and started holding the saw. She seemed to be struggling, with a focused and determined expression on her face.
When Si Ye saw this scene, he couldn't help but say: "Let me come!"
Yuan Qingling raised his head and glanced at him, then saw him strode over, and with a twitch on his waist, a software popped out, and coldly said, "Dodge!"
Yuan Qingling let go of her hand subconsciously, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell aside, and saw his soft sword slashed at the old man's foot. Yuan Qingling exclaimed, "You can't do this, pay attention to your position."
As soon as she finished speaking, Si Ye had already retracted the sword, and the old man's sole had been cut off in two, and it happened to be stuck in the rotten position a little bit, perfect.
Yuan Qingling ignored the shock and immediately stopped the bleeding, dealt with the fracture, and sewed the bandage afterwards.
After doing all this, she wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, raised her head and looked at Fourth Master with cool eyes. She felt relieved and said, "Thank you Fourth Master for saving him. His fate is saved."
The Fourth Master slowly lowered his head and took out his handkerchief to wipe his sword. This sword hasn't been out of its sheath for a long time. In the past, I didn't know how many people's blood had been drunk. It can be said to have killed countless people.
Ironically, this sword was actually used to save lives.
Weird, and I am in a good mood.
For lunch, the treatment group ate in a hut built outside. There were a few soldiers and a few cooks who were specially cooking for the patients. Naturally, they are also cooking for Yuan Qingling and others now.
They also didn't know the identity of Yuan Qingling, and like the patients thought they were medical girls sent by the government.
The meal is very simple, mostly vegetables, there is a meat stir-fried tofu, the chef did a good job, put the green onion, ginger and garlic in it, stir-fry, and then thicken the juice, and the taste is delicious.
While eating, the Fourth Master and Rong Yue were silent, but the others were communicating about their illnesses. Speaking of the rotting hands and feet, they did not affect appetite at all. The Fourth Master and Rong Yue couldn't help but look at each other several times. Yuan Qingling and the two girls from the Yuan family are weird people.
After eating, they didn't say much, and each found a place to fall asleep.
Si Ye saw Yuan Qingling curled up in the corner of the hut and fell asleep. There was a mat on the ground. There was no quilt, so he just fell asleep. Seeing that she fell asleep as soon as she touched it, she watched a few people. Also like this.
Si Ye and Rong Yue went out and sat down on the other side of the mountain.
Both of them were silent, and there were thoughts besides doubts on their faces.
After a long time, Rong Yue turned her head to look at Fourth Master, "Father, why did you say that the prince did these dirty tasks? What does the lives of these people have to do with her? These days, she went out early and returned late, and did not sleep well. If you don’t eat well, you are affected and suffer. Some patients have a bad temper and will scold her. Why do you say this?"
Si Ye looked at the vast sky, with long white clouds, and the sky high and blue, without the slightest dirt.
Si Ye didn't know, and couldn't answer Rong Yue's question.
Rong Yue laughed, "The patient just told me thank you, bah, in how many years hasn't anyone told me too much? We are doing a business of licking blood, and the sword is out of the sheath, and I can only see hatred. Some people say thank you, it feels really... weird, weird."
Fourth Master still said nothing.
Rong Yue continued: "They said that the patients here were cursed before. This is hell. There is no difference between living and dying. Until a while ago, the food improved, and a doctor came to treat him and said that the prince concubine was a doctor. The women are very kind and ridiculous. They didn't even know that it was the current prince who was treating them."
It took a long time for the Fourth Master to say, "After going down the mountain, don't tell anyone that we have gone to Jafong Mountain."