It wasn't wrong to call Wei Ci a sickly beauty.
"You're asking for it, aren't you?" Zhang Ping pushed open the door. The room was dark, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of medicine. There was a faint smell of decay. He sat down beside Wei Ci's bed with a helpless expression. Seeing his friend fall sick every other day, he felt sorry for him but was helpless. "If this continues, I'll really become a medicine pot."
Wei Ci drank the medicine, and his cold limbs felt a little warm. He said, "Don't worry, I won't die."
When he said this, he still looked nonchalant, but there was a hint of melancholy between his brows.
Zhang Ping and Wei Ci had known each other for many years. Naturally, he knew the environment he grew up in.
He wasn't born afraid of the cold, but it was something he had to endure. He had been regarded as a jinx by the Wei clan since he was young, and his life had been difficult.
Now that he had finally grown up, Wei Ci also began to pay attention to his health. However, it wasn't something that could be done overnight. His complexion had improved a little, but he didn't cherish his body and insisted on going north. Zhang Ping didn't know what he was after.
If he went north, then so be it. But this person's luck was so bad that even Zhang Ping started to doubt life.
First, it was a serious illness. When he finally recovered, the three of them had just neared the border of Wanzhou when they encountered a plague.
What was a plague?
A demon that people would turn pale at the mention of!
Wherever a plague occurred, it meant that the place would become a deserted hell on earth.
The corpses would be exposed in the wilderness, and no one would collect them. The corpses would become food for birds and beasts, and the perfect breeding ground for maggots.
Although Zhang Ping had compassion, he wasn't a fool. If he stayed here, he would be courting death.
Wei Ci was almost persuaded to leave by Zhang Ping, but he changed his mind just as he was about to leave.
He found a seriously ill seven or eight year old girl on the side of the road. Her clothes were ragged, and her face was sallow and emaciated. Her body was stained with unknown yellow pus, and she looked terrifying. When Wei Ci saw her, her dark eyes were slightly open, and there was a desire to live in them. But in the end, she couldn't resist the disease. Her rapid breathing became weaker, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.
A human life was fleeting before his eyes like a shooting star.
This scene reminded him of a scene from many years ago.
However, when he flipped through those memories, that heart-wrenching pain still lingered at the tip of his heart, causing him to feel a dull pain.
"This child has already stopped breathing, and his body still carries the smell of illness. It's better for a sickly person like you to stay away from him …"
Zhang Ping felt that he was becoming more and more like Wei Ci's nanny. Every day, he had to put in so much effort to persuade him that his mouth was parched.
Wei Ci did not pay attention to Zhang Ping's words. A look of struggle and pain appeared on his face, but he finally calmed down.
"I can cure this disease. Stay." Wei Ci's words were shocking.
Zhang Ping was astonished and almost lost his voice.
"No, Wei Zixiao, with your little medical skills, you think you can cure the disease? Zixiao, this is an epidemic. It's not like other high heat and cold diseases. If you're not careful, you'll die. If you want to stay and save him, be careful that you don't get to save half his life. You might lose your life first. "
"Ci's life is tough. I won't die." Wei Ci smiled and secretly suppressed the memories that surfaced in his mind. He tried his best to make his expression look more natural. "Xiheng, you should go on your way first. The plague is strong, I don't want you to be infected. We'll meet again in Xiangyang district."
Zhang Ping spat on the inside.
Even a sickly person dared to walk around the epidemic area. Why would he, a strong and healthy person with strong Yang energy, be afraid of this?
Reality proved that Wei Ci could indeed treat the disease. His medical skills were not low. Looking at his posture, he seemed to have a lot of experience in treating diseases. Zhang Ping could only help him.
Perhaps they were lucky enough and the precautions were strict enough, the two people and the servant did not get infected. However, Wei Ci's complexion was getting worse by the day. The greenish hue under his eyes became more and more obvious. He looked more like a sick person than a sick person … as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Because of the epidemic, they were delayed in this place for more than two months.
When they were completely rid of the shadow of the epidemic, Zhang Ping realized that he had lost a lot of weight. Needless to say, Wei Ci was even more so.
"I couldn't tell that Zixiao had such a benevolent heart as a doctor …"
He was clearly not a proper medical student, but his medical skills were better than many medical officials who had been in the medical field for decades.
Tsk, the heavens were really unfair.
Wei Ci rubbed his face. He had been putting on a straight face for the past few days. He felt that the muscles on his cheeks were stiff.
"I studied a few medical books out of boredom. I only know a little."
Zhang Ping was speechless.
Back then, Wei Ci said that he knew a little about carving. He took out the Sleeping Beauty Pendant, which was not inferior to a master's work. Now, he said that he knew a little about medical books and was so skilled in treating diseases. He even saved many lives from the King of Hell … Would it kill you not to be pretentious?
Zhang Ping did not know what was pretentious, but he felt the same as the audience in the streaming room.
He really wanted to beat this guy to death.
Before Zhang Ping could make a move, more than 20 fierce-looking bandits rushed in from outside. Each of them had a knife in their hand. They were very fierce. They came up and asked who the doctor who treated the disease was. Without saying a word, they kidnapped Wei Ci. They also took Zhang Ping and Zhang Ping's boy servant away.
The bandits did not capture them for anything else but for Wei Ci to treat their leader.
Wei Ci did not want to cooperate at first, but when he saw who the leader of the bandits was, he agreed.
Although they were bandits, these people did not have the time to do anything bad. They had no choice but to become bandits.
"How do you know that they had no choice?" Zhang Ping was puzzled. He did not say anything.
Wei Ci said coldly, "It should be the Tsing Yi Army's doing. The Tsing Yi Army recruited prostitutes everywhere and sent people to remote places to kidnap women and young girls … These bandits were also dissatisfied with this, so they raised their knives and rebelled. Since they have not committed any crimes, what's wrong with me saving his life … "
Zhang Ping was speechless, "Recruiting prostitutes in the camp, kidnapping women and bringing them to the army to be prostitutes … This …"
Wei Ci sneered, "Is this rare? Since ancient times, there have been no women in the army. This does not mean that there are no women in the army camp. It's just that those women do odd jobs in the day and serve the men at night to satisfy their lust. The Tsing Yi Army only revealed their bestial nature. Many military camps in Dongqing were secretly like this, including the former residence of the Count of Zhenbei and the Meng family of Cangzhou … This kind of thing had long been tacitly acknowledged by many people, including the famous general Meng Jing, who was famous throughout the ages. Many people feel that they fight for their family and country, so it's natural for women to help meet their needs. Little do they know that most of these women are women from good families or rural women … Forget it, why am I telling you this … "
In the past, Wei Ci was also so ignorant. He had seen a lot and experienced a lot. Naturally, he understood a lot.
"But, it's not only sinful women who become prostitutes in the camp …"
"How can there be so many sinful women in the world?"
Wei Ci sneered coldly, his gentle eyes were frozen with frost.
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