Crossing the famine, relying on a spiritual spring to support the entire village

Chu Ruohuai hugged the little person in his arms, patted her back gently without saying a word.

Su Nian'an felt that the faith she had built up over the past few months was about to collapse. She had never felt so helpless before and just wanted to have a good cry to vent her emotions.

She saw Chu Ruohuai's outstretched hand from the corner of her eye, and without thinking too much, she threw herself on him. He gently patted her back without saying anything, which made Su Nian'an feel more peaceful and calm than ever before.

The nerves that had been tense since the time travel finally relaxed at this moment. This man seemed to have this kind of magic that made her feel at ease.

Chu Ruohuai's silent comfort also made her feel completely at a loss. The two of them just hugged each other quietly, and no one spoke.

Others saw this but didn't say much. It was nothing for the young couple to hug each other for a while. An'er needed comfort right now, so they quietly stepped back and spread the mat.

Chu Ruohuai held Su Nian'an in his arms for a long time, until he heard the sound of even breathing in his arms. He looked down and saw tears in her eyes, her brows were tightly knitted, and her lips were almost pursed into a slit. He touched her brows distressedly, trying to smooth out her frown, but he couldn't do it.

With a helpless sigh, he carried Su Nian'an back to Chu Zhiang's wooden house and gently placed her on the bed.

Looking at this pretty little face, Chu Ruohuai's mind drifted away. When did this woman actually touch his heartstrings?

In his previous life, he joined the army in a barracks. Just as he became a captain of ten thousand men, he was transferred to Beilin City to control the plague. As a result, he contracted the plague and died. When he was terminally ill, a handkerchief that did not belong to him was found in his underwear...

He had always thought that Su Nian'an was following his father's last words, and his memory of Chujia Village had become vague. But when they met again, it actually stirred his heart that had been calm for more than twenty years, no, forty years.

In the previous life, the plague was only outside the Beilin city wall, but in this life, the plague appeared inside Beilin city and even in Axe Mountain so far away. Could it be the butterfly effect of his rebirth?

Chu Ruohuai's heavy face softened again when he touched Su Nian'an's face again. She must have suffered a lot during the journey of fleeing famine. The child in her belly might have suffered some grievances.

Chu Ruohuai was so immersed in his memories that he didn't even realize that Chu Zhiang had entered the wooden house.

Then Chu Zhiang saw that Chu Ruohuai, the always cold and indifferent god of killing in the army, actually showed such a gentle side to a woman in the bed.

When he approached to see the face of the woman on the bed, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He pointed at the bed with a trembling finger and asked, but then he received a pair of sharp eyes and swallowed the words he was about to say.

Open your eyes wide and give Chu Ruohuai a look that shows what's going on.

The latter gave a look of "get out", Chu Zhiang had no choice but to push the door and go out.

Hey, that's not right, isn't this his house? Why should he go out? He turned around and wanted to go back to his room, but the image of Chu Ruohuai killing people in the military camp appeared in his mind. He trembled and thought, forget it, forget it, I can't afford to offend him.

After a while, Chu Ruohuai came out of the wooden house and found Chu Zhiang on the roof. He sat down next to him and asked, "How is it going? What's the situation in Axe Village?"

Chu Zhiang secretly slandered the bastard who stole his wooden house. Now he not only lives there himself but also brings a woman in. If Yunniang knew about this, how would he explain himself?

After staring at Chu Ruohuai, he said seriously, "It has been confirmed now. Guo Gai and Wu Shi have both been infected with the plague. Guo Gai was the first to be infected. We are now investigating close contacts one by one."

Chu Ruohuai didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the fields below. When did Axe Mountain become a place where crops could be grown? He had never noticed this before.

"This Madam Su is really amazing. She actually knows how to use mugwort to cook mugwort soup to prevent epidemics. She even knows how to use wood ash to kill viruses." Chu Zhiang now has some respect for this woman.

Wait, wasn’t that Su Nian’an who was lying on the bed just now? She was looking at Chu Ruohuai in shock. He wouldn’t treat her as a substitute for his sister-in-law, right?

"That Su Nian'an..."

"Yes, that's what you think." Chu Ruohuai seemed to know what he wanted to ask.

"Brother, my sister-in-law is gone, and the living are like this." Chu Zhiang sighed. This Su lady is also a good person, but she is not your wife.

Chu Ruohuai looked at her like she was crazy. "What are you talking about? That's your sister-in-law. She's still alive."

"Ah?" Chu Zhiang was confused.

"Did Malangan get it?"

"I got it, but there are only 20 kilograms. I'm afraid it's not enough. It's only enough for the three people who have the plague for five days." Malangen is already in short supply in the south, and most of it is shipped to Beilin City. This is also what he bought from a wealthy businessman with great difficulty.

"How is it going, sir?"

"My Lord, Doctor Hua and a dozen soldiers have moved into the refugee camp. They made a bet with the Third Prince that the plague among the refugees can be resolved within a month." Chu Zhiang's face darkened when he mentioned my Lord.

"What! How can you let adults live in such a dangerous place?" Chu Ruohuai stood up angrily.

"This is the military order issued by the Lord. His Highness the Third Prince has already written a memorial on this matter and submitted it to the Emperor..."

"Then I will go to Beilin City to accompany you tomorrow!" Chu Ruohuai said angrily

Chu Zhiang handed Chu Ruohuai a letter without replying, saying: "My Lord asked us to help the two imperial doctors in Axe Village to research treatment methods, and work with them to solve the plague as soon as possible."

Chu Ruohuai took the letter, looked at Rumo's dark face, put it away, and both of them fell silent.

That evening, three more people had fever and were diagnosed with plague. They were the people who slept on both sides of the pot lid.

Wang did not have any fever symptoms, which made Su Nian'an feel relieved. However, Aunt Wu was already unconscious and could not eat. She could only survive by drinking water.

On the third day of the plague, two more people developed fever and were sent to the cave for treatment. But Aunt Wu's fever had subsided a little, but Xiao Ni'er's had gotten worse. She couldn't eat or drink, so she had to be forced to drink some water.

Now the people in the village are in a panic. They follow the old man's instructions and no one walks around anymore. Meals are delivered to them and they eat in batches.

On the fourth day, the old man's head was almost bald because the malan root was gone.

The grumpy old man: "Why haven't you sent the Malan root in yet? This medicine cannot be discontinued. If it is discontinued, all the previous courses of treatment will be wasted."

Su Nian'an rushed into the wooden house with mugwort water and asked loudly: "Doctor, what does Malan root look like?" I don't know if there is any in her medicine garden. If not, then plant it in her space.

The grumpy old man: "What's the point of telling you! Do you have an herb garden?"

Chu Zhiang smiled and said, "She really has an herb garden!" How could he forget that Su Nian'an had an herb garden!