Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

The young master of the surviving clan, Gushui, suddenly showed such a great courtesy that Zhong Suhan could no longer keep his knife on the other party's neck. Seeing this, Hechuan and others knelt on the ground, knocked their heads on the ground, and shouted for Ah Si to save them.

Zhong Suhan and Asi looked at each other, and finally the former pulled the man to his side to protect him in case the other party suddenly attacked again, and said with a gloomy face: "What are you doing, moral kidnapping?"

"We are really desperate, Miss Zhong Suhan, Little Doctor Asi." Gu Shui gritted his teeth and said, "My father is seriously ill and there is no cure. We are not unable to accept this, but fifteen days ago, a strange disease suddenly spread among the tribe. The doctors in the tribe were helpless. In just ten days, more than a hundred people died. If the outsiders knew that our tribe was suffering from this disaster, they would definitely attack us. We really have no other choice, so we borrowed my father's name to ask the little doctor to go to the surviving tribe again."

At this point, Gu Shui was still crying. More than a hundred lives were lost. You have to know that there were only three thousand people left among their clan.

"As long as the little doctor agrees, we will definitely not hesitate, even if it means risking our lives."

Hearing this, Zhong Suhan could have guessed that this was an infectious disease from ancient times. Only these people were still wearing masks, otherwise she would be the first one to run away carrying Ah Si.

"You idiots." Ah Si's face turned cold. "You came to me even though you knew it was contagious? And there were so many of you. Do you want to take me with you to die?"

More importantly, Zhong Suhan is still here, and has been fighting with that young master for such a long time. What if she gets infected?

Having said that, Asi pulled Zhong Suhan up and went to the small building, leaving Gu Shui and his gang kneeling there.

The child was angry ~ It was the first time that Zhong Suhan saw him angry with outsiders. It was much more terrible than being angry with himself. Of course, it was not important now. What was important was that the child took her to his room!

Even though it was not her first time entering the room, she was still full of curiosity about the room.

A person's room reflects his or her personality.

Dr. Bian's room was clean and tidy, with almost nothing in it except a few books that were impossible to understand. He was a very clean and gullible person.

There were some strange and interesting things in Wen Yubai's room, which she found to entertain him. There were always books of strange stories and geography from all over the world on the table. He had always wanted to see the world that she guarded with her life.

Ah Si's room... Well, no matter how many times she looked at it, it was always so messy. There were all kinds of medical books piled on the floor, messy herbs on the table, and all kinds of tools that she couldn't understand. The room was filled with the smell of herbs.

She glanced at the bed again. It was also piled with books, so messy that she didn't know what to say.

Asi didn't know what disease the survivors had, but luckily they were wrapped up tightly when they came, and the fight didn't last very long, and it happened on an open lawn with good air circulation.

What he had to do now was to take precautions, so he rummaged around on the table, found the herbs he wanted and put them in a jar. In less than a minute, when he poured them out again, they had turned into powder.

Zhong Suhan noticed the strange stones and runes on the jar. The child didn't like others touching her things, so she moved over and looked at it with curiosity.

"A Si, what is the stone on top, and what is this symbol...mystical art?"

She came very close, almost face to face. Ah Si was sweating all over from nervousness, his brain almost went blank, and his face quickly turned red.

"This is a crystal. Arranging it in a special way can produce different effects. This is called mystical arts. The people of the survivors specialize in this."

As he spoke, he poured the powder into the interlayer of a face towel so that the entire face towel was evenly covered with the powder, and turned around to keep some distance from her.

"I don't know if those idiots are sick or not. Wear this first, so that when you come into contact with them next time, you can reduce the risk of infection."

"Asi wants to save them?" Zhong Suhan put on the face towel with a smile, and the smell of medicine immediately invaded his entire nose. "My little Asi is really kind."

Asi made another face towel and couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard the name again. He was now a little too lazy to correct this obscene woman.

"My master has set a rule for me. Anyone who comes to me for help must be saved if it is still possible."

Does that mean the child doesn't want to be saved? Zhong Suhan reached out and rubbed his head, "If Ah Si doesn't want to save him, then don't save him. There's no need to compromise yourself for the sake of rules or for others."

"Zhong Suhan, if you knew what I was thinking, you wouldn't say that."

Ah Si sneered and slapped her hand away. He pulled out a roll of wool from a pile of debris, put on his mask and went downstairs. He walked up to Gu Shui and said, "I can save your people, but you also know my rules and my reward."

It is rumored that the young miracle doctor Ah Si has the medical skills to bring the dead back to life, but he has a weird temper and a violent personality, and likes to use living people to make and test medicines.

Anyone who comes to seek medical treatment will be given enough money when he is in a good mood, and will not be charged a penny when he is in a bad mood. The price is to make and test the medicine on a living person, and this living person can be yourself or someone else.

He must be in a bad mood today, so the price he paid was a living life.

As the young master of the surviving tribe, Gushui had come to seek medical treatment more than once, so he was naturally familiar with A Si's rules. He immediately kowtowed to A Si again and said, "As long as the little doctor can save my people, Gushui is willing to follow the little doctor's instructions."

"Sign this contract over there." Ah Si handed him the parchment scroll, "Swear by dropping blood. Drop it. For the next five years, you will obey my orders without regrets."

"Okay." Gushui took the parchment, opened it, bit his finger and was about to drip blood, but was stopped by Hechuan and others.

Seeing that he wanted to be a medicine man, Hechuan and others were naturally unwilling. He was the young master of the survivors' clan, and the clan leader's health was deteriorating. If something happened to him, what would the survivors' clan do?

"Young Master, please think twice!"

"Young Master, let me be the medicine man!"

"Young master, no!"

Everyone was talking at once, and Ah Si was upset. He could feel Zhong Suhan was watching him from the second floor. "Shut up, anyone can do it, just make a decision quickly."

He knew that the other party couldn't hear these things, and it didn't matter if the other party knew his dark side, but... it would not be a bad idea if the other party could know it later.

"Stop talking, I am the young master, and it was me who decided to come here to seek medical treatment for the entire clan, so I should be the one to be the medicine man!"

Gu Shui resolutely dripped blood on the parchment, then closed his hands and handed them to A Si with a firm look.

"Little miracle doctor, when will you come with me to save my people?"

Zhong Suhan didn't know what Ah Si was doing. The distance was too far, and even she didn't know what they were talking about. When she went downstairs, Ah Si was already discussing with them when to leave for the survivors.

She touched her neck, put her arms around Asi's neck, casually placed them on his chest, rested her head on top of his head, and stared at Gu Shui and others with unfriendly eyes.

"After fighting for so long, I still don't know your name, Young Master of the Survivor Clan."

"My name is Gu Shui." Gu Shui said, "Miss Zhong Suhan, there is no need to be so wary of me. I have no ill will towards the little genius doctor."

"The one who came to arrest Ah Si right away has no right to say this." Zhong Suhan smiled, then asked softly: "When does Ah Si want to go? How does he want to go?"

Ah Si's ears turned red again, "Why do you care when and how I go? You are just a freeloader, why do you care so much?"

As he said this, he rubbed his hot ears. After calming down and thinking for a while, he asked Gushui and others to talk about the illness of their people.

"It started out like a common flu, but then it got worse. First there was a sore throat, then diarrhea, and finally a high fever. Then suddenly I passed away."

He Chuan has a family member who died of this disease, so he knows more about this disease than others. "Little doctor, if you have any questions, just ask me. I have a patient at home."

"Zhong Suhan, stay away from him." After saying that, Ah Si broke free from Zhong Suhan's arms, stepped forward and began to feel He Chuan's pulse and examine his condition. When he found nothing unusual, he took out a piece of transparent glass and placed it on one of his eyes for X-ray observation.

Hechuan cooperated obediently and did whatever he was told to do.

After going through the whole process, Asi didn't see anything. Some clues can only be seen after the disease occurs. He was not in a hurry. After saying he understood, he went back to the small building to pack up his things. A quarter of an hour later he set out to the bereaved family.