Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 998: The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (1)

The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (1)

"Thank you, brother! I'm not in pain anymore!"

The little boy's skinny skin and bones, his small face has bigger eyes, his skin is sallow, and he looks very unhealthy, but what is even more terrifying is that his left arm is only half left. He is very small, and the whole person is particularly thin, so his actual age should be younger than his actual age. At this moment, he raised his face and smiled at a young man in white, as if his physical disability did not make him so pessimistic. "I can go home! Thank you brother!"

Qing Huan bent over and touched his hair, which was dry, sallow and sparse. At first glance, it was caused by long-term malnutrition. She smiled slightly: "Be careful, and don't be deceived again."

"Got it!" The little boy nodded vigorously, he would definitely be careful and never be caught again!

Qing Huan watched the little boy go away, turned back to the hastily built shack, and continued to see the next patient. She accidentally met the little boy. When he met, he was tied to a tree by several adult men. One of his arms had been chopped off in half and thrown into a boiling pot. The little boy fainted from the pain, but the group of men stared at the rest of his body in a trance--thin is a little thinner, maybe he could eat it, gnawing on bones is better than eating grass roots and bark, right?

They're all starving! The animals at home have slaughtered and dried their fur, cooked and eaten them. If they don’t eat, they will really die! These people are gangsters who live in Xicheng on weekdays. If they don't have anything to eat, they go to steal it. Now everyone is hungry, and they can't do anything about it, so they want to trick a child to kill and eat it. The Hu people came for a visit in the winter. The winter has just passed. There is nothing in the fields. If they don’t eat people, what else can they eat?

Qing Huan rescued the little boy, but he could only stop his injuries. The little boy came out for food, his parents were starving to death, and he had a younger brother and a younger sister to take care of, and his younger siblings were hungry. He cried a lot, so he had to go out to find something to eat. The few people he met on the road said that he knew there was a place with wild vegetables, and the little boy was tempted, so he went with him. How did he know that there were no wild vegetables at all, but he almost changed himself. Chinese food on a plate.

Qing Huan rescued him and gave him a few more steamed buns, which he carefully carried in his arms. In fact, the injury was not completely healed, but he was worried about his younger siblings and was already anxious to go back. How could it not hurt, but he was given medicine to stop the bleeding, and there was no time to do anything else.

If this place continues to be barren like this, there will only be more people eating people.

Western Xinjiang, located at the edge of the Zhou Dynasty, was the most backward, poorest, and most difficult place to survive in the entire Zhou Dynasty. Only the exiled people would come here, and the people living here, because the land was not suitable for planting Food, coupled with the Hu people coming to burn, kill, and plunder from time to time, their lives were very difficult, and at the same time, the number of women was drastically reduced, because the Hu people not only robbed money and food, but also robbed women.

Although it sounds unpleasant to say, in the western Xinjiang, incidents of sharing wives have gradually occurred. Every winter just after spring comes the hardest time. There is no food at home, so I tightened my belt and endured it all winter. I ate all the tender leaves that sprouted in spring, but I still couldn’t get enough. Western Xinjiang has a large population, so how can we live?

This is a terrible place. Since the West City is the main city in the western border, the situation is slightly better. Other places can eat people, and it only happens occasionally here. When Qing Huan appeared in Xicheng, it was not that no one hit her idea.

A beautiful young man with thin skin and tender flesh is really tempting. Although he doesn't seem to have anything on him, just looking at him makes people think that he is rich and... delicious.

However, this situation improved after all the people who went to rob were interrupted and threw their hands out. Not only that, she also built a shack to see a doctor. As long as anyone who has never eaten or done bad things asks for help, she will help, and even get some food and medicine from her.

There is a long queue outside the shack every day, so long, so long that you can't see the end at a glance.

Qing Huan turned around and entered the shack, and found that there were two more people inside, both wearing the armor of the Western Xinjiang Army. When she saw her, she knelt down: "Little Master! Please help!"

She tilted her head: "Whose life was saved?"

"Our master is at stake. We have hired all the doctors in the city, but they are all helpless. I heard that the young master is rejuvenating, so we are here to ask for your help!"

The two knelt down directly, and bang bang bang banged Qing Huan three times. The ground is hard, and they don't feel pain. Qing Huan stretched out his hand to help them up: "Don't be too polite, you can take me wherever you are."

She was gentle, not arrogant at all, on the contrary, she was very pure and kind, which made both of them very grateful. They hurriedly walked out with Qinghuan, only to find that their horse was gone! Qing Huan was not surprised: "Don't look for it, it is estimated that he was taken away and killed and eaten."

The horse is not important at this time, the important thing is the king's life! As soon as the two of them met, their eyes met, and invariably they put up Qing Huan's arm, and immediately jumped up the eaves and walked up the wall. Qing Huan enjoyed a flight of human flesh, the taste of which is really indescribable.

The wind blows all the way, Qing Huan is very fortunate that she is dressed as a man and her hair is **** high, otherwise the strong wind will blow her into a lunatic.

She didn't even enter through the main entrance. The two men in armor flew her directly over the roof, then kicked the door open. There were two elderly little men inside, and they saw that they were fighting each other. When I came back, I quickly got up from the bed and asked, "How is it, someone brought it? This is the little boy?!"

Qing Huan has only been here for two or three days. After she stood still, she gently patted the dust on her body and looked at the young man lying on the bed.

He had a handsome face, but his face was extremely pale because of excessive blood loss. His closed eyes told Qing Huan that his current condition was very bad. So she first gave a light salute to the two little old men, and then sat in front of the bed to catch the pulse of the youth.

The four looked at her nervously.

After a while, she laughed: "It's okay, there's no fear of life, I'll protect his heart and lungs for him, and he'll get better in a few days." She took out the brocade box and opened it to reveal two rows of different lengths. of gold needles.

Seeing that she was about to stab the needle into the king's heart, the little old man became nervous, and was about to stop it, but was pulled by the young armored soldiers: "Second old, we have no choice now, and the dead horse should be regarded as a living horse. Doctor, doctors all over the city say that the prince is too injured to be saved, how about this little boy who says he can be saved?"

The two little old men stared at Qinghuan even more nervously after hearing this. They watched her stab the king's chest with gold needles, and even a few needles on the top of her head and temple. They almost didn't cry out, but they were very Soon they found out that a miracle happened! The wound that had been bleeding all the time because the weapon was poisonous has slowly stopped bleeding! Before that, they used a lot of Jinchuang medicine and it was fine. If the bleeding continues like this, the prince will really die!

Now they have confidence in Qing Huan. When she prescribed a prescription and told them to boil four bowls of water into one bowl, the two young soldiers responded immediately, then quickly took the prescription and went to the warehouse to find the medicine. As for the remaining two little old men, they knelt down directly to Qinghuan: "Thank you! Thank you! You saved our Dazhou, you saved our Dazhou!"

Qing Huan blinked and helped the two elders up: "Xiaosheng is young and foolish, so the two of you kneeling down will smash Xiaosheng, please get up quickly."

Once this person gets old, he gets excited easily, and the little old man burst into tears. They really thought it was all over! If the prince is dead, then they really have nothing!

Taking advantage of the time between the decoctions, they briefly explained the matter to Qing Huan, and asked her to stay in the mansion to prevent the prince's condition from getting worse. After all, no one but her can cure such an injury.

The one lying on the bed is the nephew of the current sage, the former emperor's eldest grandson, and now Song Jin, who is named the king of Xijiang.

His biological father was the former crown prince, but unfortunately he was frail and sickly and died at a young age. The former emperor was so grieved that he named his son Song Jin the eldest grandson of the emperor. His third son rushed to force the palace before the death of the late emperor, and announced that the emperors of the world had passed the throne to him.

Everyone knows whether it's true or not, but the three princes have been plotting for so many years, and the disguise has always been so perfect that not even the late emperor could see it. Coupled with the urgent illness of the late emperor, he died without paving the way for the emperor's eldest grandson, which is really strange.

But in any case, the third prince has already ascended the throne as the emperor. The first thing he did after ascending the throne was to confer the eldest grandson of the former emperor as the king of Xijiang, and choose a day to rush to Xijiang.

What's the difference between this and exile? Even if Da Zhou was exiled, very few were exiled to the Western Xinjiang, not to mention what the emperor even named "King of Western Xinjiang"! In this region of the Western Xinjiang, who can be the king? It is false that he named Song Jin the king, but it is true that he wants to kill him on the way. They have gone through many ambush and plot plots along the way, disguised and disguised many times to avoid, but they still encountered an assassination before reaching the western border. Song Jin was shot with a poisonous arrow in the chest. The miracle medicine given was continuing its life. There was only one miracle medicine, which ensured that Song Jin was still alive, but the wounds could not stop the bleeding. The doctors in Xijiang said that they could not help. They overheard that someone was visiting Xicheng for free , Then, with the idea of ​​luck, he sent the best two people behind him to pick up Qing Huan.

The King of Xijiang can't die. If he dies, I'm sorry for the painstaking efforts of the late emperor, and I'm also sorry for these old officials who followed him all the way. They refused to be loyal to the new emperor, and the new emperor exiled them together, thinking that their old bones would die on the road, but unfortunately they held on.

Fortunately, one of the two elders was a grandmaster, and the other was a prime minister who had returned to his hometown, so he barely got rid of it. After all, the current imperial court has been strictly guarded like an iron barrel. Anyone who dares to oppose the new emperor They've all been exterminated.

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