Your Majesty, the princess is fleeing famine with her child!

The herbs that Yun Fuling displayed in public had always been kept by Kang Mingyuan, so he was very clear about how the herbs were used.

Yun Fuling knew that the injured villagers could not be without medicine, so after a moment's silence, she said, "There are a lot of herbs in this mountain. I will go collect them now."

When Xiao Jingyi heard this, he immediately said, "I'll go with you."

After learning that Yun Fuling was going to collect herbs, several uninjured villagers expressed their willingness to go and help.

Yun Fuling did not refuse everyone's kindness and asked Kang Mingyuan to accompany her.

Among the four people including Boss Wu, only Kang Mingyuan was interested in medicine and often played with the herbs with Yun Fuling.

So Yun Fuling would never hesitate to give him some pointers on a daily basis.

Before leaving, Yun Fuling touched Yun Jingmo's head and asked Boss Wu to take good care of him.

Before Boss Wu nodded, Village Chief Zhou said, "Don't worry, Madam Yun. Jing Mo will be fine with all of us taking care of him!"

The other villagers nodded in agreement.

This time they were attacked by the white tiger, thanks to Madam Yun who tried her best to treat them, otherwise they would probably have suffered even more serious casualties.

Everyone was very grateful to Madam Yun, and naturally they loved her and were willing to help take care of her son Yun Jingmo.

After thanking everyone, Yun Fuling put on her bamboo basket and set off.

In addition to her, Xiao Jingyi, and several villagers, Shopkeeper Hang also took the initiative to join their herb-picking team.

He is quite knowledgeable in herbal medicine and knows hundreds of kinds of herbs, so he can naturally help Yun Fuling.

This time, Yun Fuling will focus on picking herbs such as purslane, dandelion, honeysuckle, and bupleurum that can stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.

After all, what everyone needs most right now is this kind of medicinal materials, and their time and energy are limited, so they focus on picking these herbs first.

Even if Yun Fuling encountered other herbs and was excited, she had to hold back.

Unless it is precious and rare herbs such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, it is worth her stopping and spending some time.

Shopkeeper Hang approached Yun Fuling and asked her while picking herbs: "Madam Yun, I saw that the tools you used for suturing were quite strange. Although I am not a doctor, I have never heard of or seen such tools in all my years in the medical field."

"Madam Yun, your medical skills are also different from others. They look like those of a deceased doctor. I wonder what school or sect you belong to, and who taught you?"

Yun Fuling had previously gained some basic knowledge of the medical techniques of that era through Manager Hang and Ding Mingrui.

The current level of medical skills is very low, and most medical practitioners are symptomatic doctors, similar to modern internists, who diagnose diseases through observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, and prescribe treatments.

However, there are very few doctors who can treat external injuries.

Because doctors usually treat bleeding from external injuries, sometimes when the limb injuries are too severe, amputation will be performed to save lives.

Most of the deceased doctors come from the military, but the medical community thinks that the deceased doctors always cut into human bodies, which is too low-level and not worthy of being considered a mainstream doctor.

Therefore, people nowadays do not think highly of the doctors who are sick, and their status is much lower than that of the doctors who are ill.

Yun Fuling has the foundation accumulated in her previous life, and her medical skills can be said to be far ahead of this era.

The surgical tools and suture techniques she took out amazed Manager Hang.

Therefore, it is normal for Manager Hang to guess that she is from the Shangyi School.

After all, most doctors deal with external injuries.

However, judging from the tone of Shopkeeper Hang, he seemed to have no prejudice against Doctor Shang, and Yun Fuling immediately had a better impression of him.

Yun Fuling was already very skilled at making up stories, and immediately explained calmly, "That set of tools was given to me by my master. My master is a hermit, without any sect or school, and likes to travel around. I haven't seen him for many years."

"My master said that no matter whether it's a doctor of death or illness, a good doctor is one who can save lives, so I learned everything from him and my knowledge is quite diverse."

Shopkeeper Hang showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Master is indeed a great man. Such profound insights are not something that ordinary people can comprehend."

Shopkeeper Hang does not look down on the doctors because their ancestor of the Hang family was a doctor who later had good fortune and created this family business.

When he belittles the doctor, he is actually belittling his own family.

However, most people in the world admire doctors who treat illnesses and look down on doctors who treat deaths.

Xiao Jingyi pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation between Yun Fuling and Manager Hang.

Naturally, he had dealt with doctors many times in the army.

But compared with Yun Fuling, the military doctors in the army are far inferior.

Xiao Jingyi was stunned by Yun Fuling's suturing skills just now.

After every battle, countless soldiers on the border died from injuries.

If the military doctor could have Yun Fuling's medical skills, even half as good, he could save countless soldiers' lives.

Xiao Jingyi became more and more interested in Yun Fuling.

He felt that Yun Fuling didn't look like a country woman at all.

She seemed to be shrouded in layers of secrets, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

But the less he could see clearly, the more curious he became, and the more he wanted to find out more clearly.

Yun Fuling picked a piece of selfheal and took a casual glance. Suddenly, she found smoke rising from the valley in front of them.

"Hey, there seems to be someone living over there?"

Xiao Jingyi stood up and took a look, then nodded and said, "There are quite a few houses. It looks like a village."

Upon hearing this, others also looked over.

“There really is a village.”

I didn't expect that there would be a village deep in Fengluo Mountain.

Yun Fuling thought about the situation of the villagers and couldn't help but say, "It doesn't look too far away. I wonder if we can stay here for a few days?"

"It would definitely be better to have a sheltered house to recover than to sleep outdoors, and it would also be more conducive to wound healing."

In the battle with Baihu, too many villagers were injured and their fighting capacity plummeted.

If you camp outdoors, it would be terrible if you encounter other wild animals.

Moreover, the outdoor environment is more likely to contaminate the wound, which is not conducive to wound recovery.

It would be better to go to that village and ask if I can stay there for a few days.

Since they had almost collected all the herbs, the group immediately decided to go back and discuss the matter with Village Chief Zhou and his team.

After returning to the camp, Village Chief Zhou learned that there was a village ahead, so he immediately asked everyone to pack up and rush to the village before dark.

The villagers had been walking in the mountains for so long, and when they heard that there were people living in the deep mountains, they immediately became excited.

Village chief Zhou has arranged for everyone to choose a place to bury the three people who died at the hands of the white tiger.

And noted the location.

When the conditions permit in the future, if we want to move their graves and rebury them, we can come back and find their remains.

For those who were seriously injured and unable to walk, the villagers helped cut branches and vines to make stretchers to carry them.

As for the dead white tiger, of course it was taken away as well.

Tiger meat, tiger bones, tiger penis, tiger skin, these are all good things!

Let’s share it together later.

However, in order to avoid attracting attention, the villagers cleverly covered the white tiger with something.

The group finally arrived at the village before dark.