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They returned to the small courtyard they rented, unloaded the car and had dinner.

Weng Xiaoxiao told them about her plan to buy wooden boxes to pack sweet potatoes and her idea of ​​purchasing medicinal herbs.

Ping'an and Xiaokong had no questions. They just asked for the requirements and went out to do their work.

The three girls were not idle at home either. Kangbao made pancakes and prepared dry food for the journey, while Chunxia packed clothes and luggage.

Weng Xiaoxiao wrote and drew on paper, made a memorandum about ordering the deeds, and then thought carefully about the things that needed to be purchased.

As I was thinking, I suddenly remembered that there were many foreigners here, and they might have brought Western medicine with them. For some diseases, such as malaria, the Western medicine quinine (cinchona cream) has a very good effect.

Artemisinin is also a specific drug for treating malaria, and its effect is better than quinine, but its extraction was completed much later, in the 20th century. It is the pride of the Chinese people.

However, even if Weng Xiaoxiao knew how to extract artemisinin, it would be impossible to do so without sophisticated glassware and organic solvents.

If some of the quinine that might be available now had been purchased, perhaps many lives could have been saved.

Once you think of something, you have to do it. No matter whether it succeeds or not, Weng Xiaoxiao never lets herself have any regrets.

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The next morning, Ping'an continued to prepare wooden boxes and sand, while Xiaokong went to buy medicine.

Weng Xiaoxiao took Chunxia to the church they passed that day. Its architectural style combines elements of Eastern and Western cultures, which is unique and eye-catching.

As luck would have it, today is Sunday in the Gregorian calendar and a mass ceremony is being held in the church.

There was no choir, the priest himself sang.

They don’t understand what is being sung, but music has no boundaries and can touch people’s hearts and bring them spiritual peace.

Weng Xiaoxiao and the other person went in and quietly stood at the back of the group of people in twos and threes. When they looked up, they saw their acquaintance Zhang Chao standing in the front row.

When the ceremony was completed and they were able to move freely, Zhang Chao naturally discovered Weng Xiaoxiao.

He came over enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Weng is here too, how do you feel?"

Weng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "It's my first time here, so I don't understand what you are saying. Mr. Zhang, may I ask, how did the priest save you?"

There is nothing wrong with this.

"I was on a ship a few years ago and fell seriously ill. No matter how many medicines I took, they didn't help. When I was in danger, it was the priest who gave me a medicine that saved my life."

Upon hearing this, Weng Xiaoxiao had an idea in her mind, but she was undecided for a moment whether to ask Zhang Chao to buy it back or go to the priest to negotiate.

"Sir, you can say whatever you want."

"Did Mr. Zhang buy some of this miraculous medicine?"

Zhang Chao narrowed his eyes slightly, it turned out that this was the reason for this.

However, it’s a miracle drug, who wouldn’t be tempted!

"This kind of medicine is strictly controlled by foreigners. They won't sell it to us even if we have money."

Weng Xiaoxiao understood that without sufficient benefits, people would not give it up for exchange.

"If I want to buy some from the priest, what can I do in exchange for money or something to impress him?"

Zhang Chao shook his head. This foreigner seemed honest, but in fact he was not easy to talk to.

"The priest said that we need to prescribe the right medicine for the right disease, and that magic medicine cannot cure all diseases."

There’s nothing wrong with that!

"Could you give me an introduction?"

"That's no problem at all." Just think of it as introducing a believer, and it can also make the foreigners happy.

……

Erwin has brown hair, blue eyes, and is tall and strong.

"Hello, Zhang." Erwin greeted him warmly before he even got close.

"Hello, Father. I brought a friend here today and he wants to talk to you. Is it convenient?" Zhang Chao spoke slowly, gesturing as he spoke, and pointed at Weng Xiaoxiao and the other person.

Erwin seemed to understand, and looked at Weng Xiaoxiao and the others, and said lamely, "Hello."

Perhaps he was too happy to see the two newlyweds and didn't utter a word for a long time.

Zhang Chao, standing nearby, could only see that the priest was very excited, but he didn't know whether he was welcoming or not, so he didn't want to interrupt rashly.

Weng Xiaoxiao was just about to step forward to introduce herself, but she heard the anxious priest utter the word "wele".

Can you speak English?

That's really great.

Weng Xiaoxiao was secretly happy.

But I was afraid that Chunxia would be scared by her sudden ability to speak English.

"Mr. Zhang, can I have a private chat with the priest?"

"Can you understand what the priest said?" Zhang Chao didn't expect Weng Xiaoxiao to make such a request.

"I think if you speak slower, the priest will be able to understand you."

This was the truth, and Zhang Chao had nothing to say in defense. If someone wanted to talk privately, there was naturally no reason to stop them.

He turned around and said something to the priest, not knowing whether he understood or not, and then he walked out.

"Chunxia, ​​go wait for me outside too."

Although the priest was tall and strong, he didn't seem to know any kung fu, so Chunxia went to the door with peace of mind.

Seeing that the two were far away, Weng Xiaoxiao asked, "Can you speak English?"

"Yes, of course, my mother is from England."

Erwin was not surprised that Weng Xiaoxiao could speak English. He just felt that speaking became easier. Speaking Chinese here all day was really painful.

But not learning is even more important, otherwise how can we preach?

Language brought them closer together, and they communicated for a long time, so long that Zhang Chao couldn't wait and went back directly.

Weng Xiaoxiao briefly talked about her experience, where she lived and what she did.

Erwin treated Weng Xiaoxiao as a person to confide in. Although he had friends from his country, there were no Han people with whom he could talk freely. He needed to know more about the country and wanted to travel all over Daqin.

On the grounds that he knew limited languages, Weng Xiaoxiao did not say anything about the situation of Daqin, but only said that the territory was vast, rich and powerful. Of course, Weng Xiaoxiao did not forget the purpose of her visit.

Erwin told her directly that the medicine was indeed quinine, but he only had a few tablets. If there were no dying patients, he would not be able to take it out, no matter what. The medicine was brought from his home country and could not be bought here. For him, it was also a life-saving medicine.

I didn't have the confidence that I would succeed, so there's nothing to regret if I can't get it.

Weng Xiaoxiao expressed her understanding.

Artemisia annua can treat the same disease, although it cannot be purified. So can it have the same effect when used in large doses? If necessary, you can try it.

This is the situation here at Elvin, and he also said frankly that it's similar for everyone else, so Weng Xiaoxiao doesn't have to worry about it.

The purpose of coming to the church had been achieved, and after chatting for a few more minutes, Weng Xiaoxiao said goodbye.

Alvin reluctantly saw Weng Xiaoxiao out the door.