Crossing the Mountains

Chapter 91 True and False Caravan
Evil ghost?

Could it be that masked man? He told us to wait here for this caravan? Did he also anticipate that Fu Feng was in the caravan and could save Zhou Wencong's life?

Tan Huaike was a little confused for a moment and asked, "Who is that masked man? Do you recognize him?"

Fu Feng shook his head. "I don't know his identity either. I only know he came from Mohe and followed our caravan like a ghost all the way. After entering the customs, he disappeared again. I guess he went to Zhangye first. Then he brought you here. Our caravan stayed in Dunhuang County for two more days before coming here along the Black Water River."

Tan Huaike nodded, but felt something was wrong.

At this moment, she couldn't think too much and urged, "Since you are not a quack, then come with me to save people. Don't worry, I will never owe you the consultation fee and medicine money."

Fu Feng carried a large and heavy medicine box on his back and followed her to see the patient: "Of course I feel at ease. You have always been trustworthy."

After carefully examining Zhou Wencong's injuries, Fu Feng couldn't help but frown.

He first mixed some purple powder with clean water and had Zhou Wencong take it. Within a few moments, the man, who had been restless and babbling in his daze, calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Feng then covered his mouth and nose with a cloth, heated a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing, and slowly cut away the rotten flesh around Zhou Wencong's wound. He said, "It's more dangerous than I thought. If the sword had been off by half an inch, his leg would have been crippled."

Seeing that he was relatively calm and that Zhou Wencong had not been awakened by the pain, Tan Huaike asked, "What did you give him to drink?"

"The Xiaoyao Powder I made myself can numb his five senses and make him feel no pain."

"Similar to aphrodisiac incense?" Tan Huaike was still on guard and took the opportunity to test whether he had any connection with that kind of aphrodisiac incense.

"It's quite different. The incense is much lighter. If I had used the incense to knock him out, I would have cut off so much rotten flesh from him by now and he would have been screaming in pain." Fu Feng admitted.

"Then when will he wake up?"

"When I'm done, I'll apply a new medicine on him and prescribe a few prescriptions for detoxifying and replenishing qi. That'll be almost it." Fu Feng's hands were very steady. After he cleaned the wound, he felt refreshed from the inside out.

After confirming that he had no ill intentions, Tan Huaike stopped disturbing him and let him treat Zhou Wencong.

Unlike the doctors of Daxuan, Fufeng's treatment methods were more innovative and daring. Once upon a time, in the capital of Mohe, Tan Huaike had witnessed him use a thin tube to remove tiny stones from a patient's stomach, a truly astonishing feat. This time, he had joined the caravan, perhaps hoping to learn some of Daxuan's medical skills and pass on his own experience.
Fu Feng was already rebandaging Zhou Wencong and said, "The herbal mud we applied to him at first could only treat superficial wounds. His wound was too deep, and the mud blocked it, making it counterproductive. The medicine we used later was effective, but it was ultimately useless if the rotten flesh wasn't removed. I've left the external medicine here. You must change it twice a day for the next few days. For internal medicine, take this bottle. It's truly a life-saving elixir. I'm asking you for the hundred strings of cash because of our old friendship."

Tan Huaike agreed to all of them.

Zhou Wencong's injury has finally stabilized, but she still feels a little scared when she thinks about it.

Princess Mohe, who was married off to the foreign prince, has already died. If the third prince of Daxuan dies as well, the entire border will probably be in chaos, and the alliance between the two countries will really be broken.

Fortunately, fortunately, God bless you, Monroe.
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Fu Feng did not boast at all. After taking the elixir, Zhou Wencong's high fever subsided. In the early morning, the effect of Xiaoyao Powder had worn off, and his consciousness became much clearer.

After learning from Tan Huaike about what had happened since his coma, Zhou Wencong solemnly thanked Fufeng. Fufeng waved his hand and replied in broken Daxuan dialect, "You're welcome. You pay me for the treatment, and we'll settle the bill."

Payment in full? Can you say that about curing illnesses and saving lives? Zhou Wencong looked at Tan Huaike.

Tan Huaike said, "It's the hundred strings of cash. I bought it on credit. I'll pay it back to you later... Brother, remember to settle the account for me."

"Of course. Even a huge sum of money in exchange for my life is not a big deal." Zhou Wencong agreed.

"Dàxùn is so rich! Any prince who comes to marry into the imperial court is worth a fortune." Fu Feng sighed. "If it were our eldest prince Mo He, it would be harder than climbing to the sky to spend a fortune from the palace."

"Just...any prince?" Zhou Wencong was embarrassed. In the eyes of others, was he so casual?
"I was meaning to ask you earlier, why do you know so much about us?" Tan Huaike questioned. "Even if the masked man told you about our assassination attempt, you seem to know everything about the marriage. Why did you enter the pass this time? Or what exactly is this caravan of yours doing here?"

"Now that we've entered the customs, there's nothing to hide," Fu Feng said. "As you suspected, this isn't a real caravan, but a group sent by Mo He to marry a princess. To conceal their identity, they took a detour from Wuxu, picked up a traveling doctor like me, and then entered the customs under the guise of the Wuxu caravan."

"A marriage alliance?" Zhou Wencong asked, "So Mo He had already received news of the previous alliance's annihilation, but still wanted to fulfill the marriage alliance agreement, so he made this arrangement?"

"At least we still have the eldest prince and envoy here to provide support." Fu Feng folded his arms and leaned against the main beam. "I don't know how the marriage will continue without the princess, but they insisted on dragging me along, so I had no choice but to come here. I heard that the team coming this time also took a risk. The powerful princess of Mohe didn't want to comply with the eldest prince's wishes. The faction in the royal court that supported the eldest prince struggled for a long time before they could barely put together the team and tribute."

"Why do they insist on dragging you into this?" Zhou Wencong asked.

"How would I know? They're probably afraid of death and want me to save a few more of their lives along the way."

"Maybe it's because someone told them that the last marriage team was attacked and fell into the enemy's ambush with incense, and they want you, a miracle doctor, to help prevent it?" Tan Huaike speculated.

"Well, it's possible." Fu Feng looked at Zhou Wencong and said, "Luckily you brought me with you. This will come in handy."

Tan Huaike looked at him meaningfully, but said nothing in the end.

She felt that Fufeng was hiding something.

Including why he was in this caravan, and his relationship with the masked man, there were many clues that didn't connect. But he didn't want to reveal it, and they didn't dare to force him.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and the house fell into an eerie silence.

At this moment, the familiar sound of flapping wings was heard, and Shuoyan once again landed on the eaves of the Pu family's house.

This was followed by the sound of galloping horses' hooves.

Fu Feng pushed the door open, poked his head out, and said with interest, "Hey, who is that? Bringing so many people to welcome the bride, it's quite a grand occasion."
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　Next chapter: Just confirm that you are out to welcome the bride.

　　(End of this chapter)