Don't worry, mother, I've brought the golden finger to change your fate

Life in the village was as peaceful as ever until one day, when Liu Biao, the son of the village chief Liu Daniu, suddenly had a high fever. Liu Biao was the only child in the village who had received a few years of education, and the village chief had high hopes for him, so his illness made the whole village very nervous.

The village doctor had come several times, but each time he was helpless. The village chief's family was in a panic, and Liu Daniu was even more anxious. At this time, Lin Ruowei took the initiative to find the village chief.

"Village chief, I heard that Liu Biao is sick. Maybe I can help." Lin Ruowei stood at the door of the village chief's house with a determined look in her eyes.

The village chief frowned and looked at her doubtfully: "Xiaohua, what can a little girl like you do? Even the doctor can't do anything."

Lin Ruowei said calmly, "Village Chief, although I am young, I have learned some knowledge of herbal medicine. Since the doctor can't help, why not let me try, maybe I can find a solution."

At this time, Lin Ruowei's family came over and heard what she said. They sneered and said, "Xiaohua, don't embarrass yourself here. Although you know a little about farming, you are just a country girl. Even doctors are helpless against this disease. What can you do?"

Lin Ruowei was not angered by her family's words. She knew she had to stay calm and stick to her inner beliefs. She smiled at the village chief and continued, "Village chief, please give me a chance. If I can't cure Liu Biao, I am willing to bear the consequences."

The village chief pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, then come in and take a look."

Lin Ruowei followed the village chief into the house and saw Liu Biao lying on the bed, his face pale and his body hot, obviously very ill. She approached Liu Biao and carefully examined his condition.

Lin Ruowei had seen similar symptoms many times in modern times. Liu Biao's symptoms resembled a common high fever caused by an infection, perhaps due to poor hygiene or drinking unclean water. In modern medicine, such illnesses are usually treated with antibiotics and antipyretics. But in this ancient world, she had to rely on herbal medicine instead.

Lin Ruowei took out several herbs from the bag of herbs she brought with her, including honeysuckle, isatis root and coptis root. These herbs are also used as antibacterial and antipyretic traditional Chinese medicine in modern times, and she knew they could help Liu Biao reduce his fever and alleviate the infection.

"Village chief, I need a clean pot and some water to boil the medicine." Lin Ruowei said calmly.

The village chief's wife quickly prepared everything according to Lin Ruowei's request. Lin Ruowei put the herbs into the pot and carefully boiled them according to the recipe in the book. During the boiling process, she adjusted the heat from time to time to ensure the maximum efficacy of the medicine.

After the medicine was boiled, Lin Ruowei carefully fed Liu Biao the medicine with a spoon. Although Liu Biao was unconscious, his breathing gradually stabilized under the effect of the medicine.

"This medicine needs to be taken for several days in a row before it can take effect." Lin Ruowei instructed, "Village Head Madam, for the next few days, you must give Liu Biao this medicine every day, and pay attention to changes in his body temperature during this period."

The village head's wife nodded, her eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Xiaohua, thank you so much!"

Lin Ruowei responded with a smile, but she was thinking about more plans in her heart. She knew that this success would not only help her win more respect and support in the village, but also give her the opportunity to implement bigger plans.

A few days later, Liu Biao's condition improved significantly, and the village chief's family was full of gratitude to Lin Ruowei. The village chief's wife even began to take the initiative to care about Lin Ruowei's life, sending some food and clothes to express her gratitude.

However, Liu Biao's attitude towards Lin Ruowei did not change significantly. Although Liu Biao had studied for a few years, he did not really learn anything useful. As the son of the village chief, he was pampered since childhood and became a dandy boy who often bullied the children in the village.

One day, Lin Ruowei met Liu Biao, who had just recovered, at the village entrance. He was chatting and laughing with a few boys of the same age, and when he saw Lin Ruowei, a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, Xiaohua is here. I heard that you are quite good at curing diseases, but don't think that this can elevate your status. After all, you are just a little girl." Liu Biao sneered.

Lin Ruowei was not angered by his words. She knew she had to stay calm. She smiled and replied, "I just do my best to help others. My identity is not important."

Liu Biao snorted, turned around and left, continuing to chat and laugh with his friends. Lin Ruowei looked at his back, feeling a little helpless.