Four Hundred and Fifty Nine: The First Winter (6)

It is true that Wei Ci is a sick beauty.

"You are asking for trouble, aren't you?" Zhang Ping pushed open the door. The room was dim, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of medicine, with a faint smell of decay and dullness. He sat down beside Wei Ci's bed, with a helpless look on his face. Seeing his friend fall ill every other day, he felt distressed and helpless. "If he continues to be sick, he will really become a medicine jar."

After Wei Ci drank the medicine, his cold limbs felt a little warm. He said, "Don't worry, Ci won't die."

When he said this, he still looked indifferent, but there was a hint of depression between his eyebrows.

Zhang Ping and Wei Ci have known each other for many years, so he naturally knows the environment he grew up in.

He is not born afraid of cold, but it is acquired because he has been regarded as a disaster by the Wei clan since he was a child, and his life is quite difficult.

Now that he has finally grown up, Wei Ci has also begun to pay attention to health preservation, but health preservation is not something that can be done overnight. When he has improved a little, he does not cherish his body and insists on going north. I don’t know what he wants.

Go north, but this person has bad luck, and even Zhang Ping has to doubt his life.

First, he fell seriously ill. After finally recovering, the three of them encountered an epidemic when they were close to the border of Wanzhou.

What is an epidemic?

The devil that people talk about!

Wherever there is an epidemic, it means that it will become a deserted hell on earth.

The corpses are exposed in the wilderness, and no one collects them. The corpses have become food for birds and beasts, and have become an excellent breeding ground for maggots.

Although Zhang Ping has compassion, he is not a fool. If he stays here, it will be a death.

Wei Ci was almost persuaded to leave by Zhang Ping, but he changed his mind when he was about to leave.

He found a seven or eight-year-old girl who was dying on the roadside. She was in tattered clothes, pale and thin, and her body was stained with unknown yellow pus. She looked horrible. When Wei Ci saw her, she was slightly opening her dark eyes, with a little desire to survive in her eyes, but in the end she could not resist the disease. Her rapid breathing became weaker and weaker, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed...

A life was gone in front of him like a meteor.

This scene reminded him of a scene many years ago.

Just by looking up those memories, the heart-wrenching pain still remained in his heart, and it hurt faintly.

"This child is dead, and she is still sick. You should stay away from her..."

Zhang Ping felt that he was more and more like Wei Ci's nanny. He was exhausted every day and his mouth was dry with persuasion.

Wei Ci did not pay attention to Zhang Ping's words. There was a little struggle and pain on his face, and finally he calmed down.

"Ci can cure this epidemic, stay here." Wei Ci said shockingly.

Zhang Ping was surprised and almost lost his voice.

"No, Wei Zixiao, can you cure the epidemic with your little medical skills? Zixiao, this is an epidemic, not other high fever and cold, one careless will kill people. You want to stay to save people, be careful not to save half of the lives of others, but to give up your own life first."

"Ci is tough, he won't die." Wei Ci smiled, secretly suppressed the memory that emerged in his mind, and tried to make his expression look more natural, "Xi Heng should go first, the epidemic is serious, so as not to infect you, we will meet in Xiangyang County."

Zhang Ping secretly spit.

A sickly person dares to walk around in the epidemic area, and he, a strong and healthy person with strong yang energy, is afraid of this?

Facts have proved that Wei Ci can indeed treat epidemics, and his medical skills are not low. Looking at his posture, it seems that he has a lot of experience in how to treat epidemics. Zhang Ping can only help him.

Perhaps it was due to good luck and strict precautions, the two men and the servant were not infected, but Wei Ci's complexion became worse day by day, with more and more obvious blue under his eyes, looking more like a patient than a patient... as if he could fall down with a gust of wind.

Because of the epidemic, they stayed in this place for more than two months.

When they were completely free from the shadow of the epidemic, Zhang Ping found that he had lost a lot of weight, not to mention Wei Ci.

"I can't believe that Zixiao still has such a kind heart as a doctor..."

He is obviously not a serious medical student, but his medical skills are better than many medical officers who have been engaged in medicine for decades.

Tsk, God is really unfair.

Wei Ci rubbed his face. He had been frowning for a long time, and felt that the muscles in his cheeks were stiff.

"I studied a few medical books out of boredom, and I only know the basics."

Zhang Ping: "..."

At the beginning, Wei Ci said that he knew a little about carving, and he took out a beauty sleeping pendant that was no less than the masterpieces of the masters. Now he said that he knew a little about medical books, and he was so skilled in treating epidemics, and even saved many lives from the King of Hell... Will you die if you don't pretend to be cool one day?

Zhang Ping didn't know what pretending was, but he felt the same as the audience in the live broadcast room.

I really want to beat this guy to death.

Before Zhang Ping could make a move, more than 20 fierce-looking bandits rushed in from outside, each holding a knife in his hand, and they were very fierce. As soon as they came up, they asked who was the doctor who treated the epidemic. Without saying a word, they kidnapped Wei Ci, and took Zhang Ping and Zhang Ping's book boy away.

The bandits arrested people not for other reasons, but just to let Wei Ci treat their leader.

Wei Ci didn't want to cooperate at first, but when he saw who the bandit leader was, he agreed.

Although they were bandits, these people didn't have time to do anything bad, and they had no choice but to become bandits.

"How do you know they are really helpless?" Zhang Ping was puzzled. No one said anything.

Wei Ci looked coldly and said, "It should be the Tsing Yi Army who committed the crime. The Tsing Yi Army recruited prostitutes everywhere and sent people to remote places to rob women and girls... These bandits were also dissatisfied with this and raised their swords to rebel. Since they have not committed any crime, So what if Ci can save his life..."

Zhang Ping was speechless, "Recruiting camp prostitutes, robbing civilian girls and bringing them into the army to work as prostitutes... this..."

Wei Ci sneered, "Is this strange? There have been no women in the army since ancient times. This does not mean that there are really no women in the military camp. It's just that those women work as handymen during the day and as women serving men at night. The Tsing Yi Army just uses this kind of The animal nature is revealed, and many military camps in Dongqing also have this trick secretly, including the former Zhenbei Hou Mansion and Cangzhou Meng Family... This kind of thing has long been recognized by many people, including Meng Jing, a famous general who has been famous throughout the ages, and is not exempt from it. Many people feel that they are fighting for their families and country, and it is their duty for women to help relieve their needs. However, they do not know that most of these women are women from good families or women from the mountains...Forget it, why are I telling you this..."

Wei Ci used to be so ignorant. The more he saw and experienced, the more he naturally understood.

"But it's not just sinful women who become camp prostitutes..."

"Where in the world are there so many sinful women?"

Wei Ci sneered coldly, her gentle brows and eyes frosty.

These words not only opened the door to a new world for Zhang Ping, but also touched the heartstrings of this group of bandits.