jdhmnovel Chapter 329 The mysterious old man
Chapter 329 The mysterious old man
Seeing this, Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen were extremely anxious. Without even a moment's rest, they immediately began searching the city for a suitable spot to set up a makeshift medical tent. On a relatively open patch of ruins, they got to work. Ye Jiuchen deftly cleared away the debris, while Dongfang Wan'er methodically retrieved the necessary materials from her baggage. The two worked in perfect harmony, focused solely on setting up the tent as quickly as possible to provide aid to the injured.
Just as they were busy at work, a sudden commotion of footsteps arose, and a group of bandits stormed into the makeshift "medical area." The leader, a burly man with a face full of scars, had a menacing scar running from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, sending chills down one's spine. He held a long knife, the tip of which gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and glared fiercely at Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen, shouting, "Outsiders, hand over your money and medicine!" His voice echoed like thunder in the silent ruins, sending shivers down their spines.
Without hesitation, Ye Jiuchen strode forward to Wan'er, shielding her tightly behind him. His gaze was firm and calm as he stared directly at the bandits, declaring loudly, "We are healers; everything we carry is for saving lives. We absolutely cannot hand it over to you." The bandits burst into laughter, their laughter filled with mockery and disdain, as if they had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
In that tense moment, a wounded veteran struggled to sit up. His wounds were still bleeding profusely, and his face was ashen, but his eyes shone with unwavering resolve. With all his might, he shouted, "You beasts! These two are our benefactors! If you drive them away, our wounded will surely die!" Though his voice was weak, it struck the bandits like a hammer blow. The bandits froze, exchanging bewildered glances, their greed and ferocity gradually giving way to hesitation and confusion.
The burly man at the head of the group frowned slightly, his fleshy face twitching a few times. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly sheathed his long sword and said in a deep voice, "We don't understand any grand principles, we only know that we can't repay kindness with enmity. You can continue treating the patients." With that, he waved his hand and led the bandits away.
Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen gazed at the veteran with deep gratitude, their eyes filled with emotion. They knew that even after the brutal war, the kindness and justice of humanity still shone brightly. Therefore, they were even more determined to save lives and began to do everything in their power to treat the wounded.
Dongfang Wan'er carefully bandaged the wounds of the injured, her movements gentle and skillful, as if handling precious treasures. While bandaging, she softly comforted the wounded, her gentle voice like the warm spring sun, warming everyone's hearts. Ye Jiuchen, meanwhile, busily prepared medicinal herbs, his entire focus on precisely combining various herbs according to the patients' conditions, his face serious and focused.
Under their meticulous care, the injured gradually recovered. Those who had been groaning in pain regained color in their faces, and their eyes rekindled with hope. As time passed, the small town slowly came back to life. The people began clearing the ruins and rebuilding their homes. They were deeply grateful to Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen, offering them their only food and water to express their gratitude.
However, Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen did not stop there. They knew that there were many more places that needed their help, and many more people struggling in pain. So, they packed their bags, bid farewell to the people of this small town, and embarked on a new journey. Their figures gradually disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun, but their mission to save lives would never cease, and their steps would forever firmly lead them to those places in need.
Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen, having endured a long and arduous journey, finally arrived at the village shrouded in the shadow of plague. The moment they stepped into the village, a stench of decay and despair assaulted their senses; the shadow of death lingered in every inch of air. The village houses were dilapidated, and the air was filled with painful groans. The villagers were emaciated, their eyes sunken, their gazes filled with fear of the disease and despair for life.
Without a moment's hesitation, the two immediately threw themselves into the intense rescue efforts. Ye Jiuchen flashed into the depths of the forest like a nimble cheetah, thorns tearing his clothes and rocks cutting his hands and feet, but he paid no heed, his only thought being to find the rare herbs. Dongfang Wan'er set up a makeshift medical tent in the village, carefully tending to each patient. Her gentle yet resolute gaze brought a sliver of comfort to the suffering villagers. However, this epidemic was like a ferocious monster, mercilessly devouring lives. Conventional treatments were futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; the disease continued to rage and spread, leaving the two anxious and helpless.
Just as they were filled with despair, a mysterious old man appeared outside the village as if descending from the heavens. The old man had white hair and a thin face, but his eyes shone with profound wisdom. He spoke slowly, his voice booming: "I know how to cure this plague, but you must agree to one condition: after the plague is cured, you must stay in this village for three months and teach your medical skills to the villagers." Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen exchanged a glance, seeing determination and resolve in each other's eyes. They nodded in agreement without hesitation.
The old man nodded slightly, took out an ancient-looking medical book from his robes, and handed it to them. The pages were yellowed, densely covered with unheard-of treatments and prescriptions. The two men were overjoyed, carefully preparing the medicine according to the book's instructions. They had never tried such a formula before; every step was fraught with unknowns and risks, but they were fearless. After preparing the medicine, they combined it with precise acupuncture and massage techniques, treating the patients day and night.
During those arduous days, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and exhaustion filled their eyes, but they never once considered giving up. Perhaps their perseverance and courage moved the heavens, for the illness gradually came under control, the shadow of death began to slowly dissipate, and the village regained its vitality.
After the epidemic subsided, Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen began to fulfill their promise. Every day, they gathered the villagers and meticulously taught them medical knowledge. From identifying and harvesting herbs to diagnosing and treating illnesses, and explaining health preservation methods, they shared everything without reservation. The villagers were initially bewildered, but under the couple's patient guidance, they gradually mastered basic medical skills, enabling them to cope with some common diseases and safeguard their health.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye. Watching the villagers emerge from illness, from despair to hope, from ignorance to wisdom, Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen were filled with satisfaction. They knew that what they left behind here was not just medical skills, but also hope and strength for life. Now, with a mission on their shoulders, they packed their bags again and embarked on a new journey. Ahead, more lives awaited their rescue, and more places awaited their sowing of seeds of hope. Their figures, bathed in the morning sun, appeared so resolute and magnificent, step by step, marching towards an unknown yet meaningful future.