My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 13 Spatial Condensation
Physician Cheng? There's a physician among these exiles! Xin Wenyuan belatedly realized and looked in the direction Xin Wen'an indicated.

Sitting in the corner were Physician Cheng and his family of four. Among them, the old lady was in very poor condition. She was leaning against the woodpile, her lips were white and dry, her face was listless, and she was having some difficulty breathing.

Physician Cheng is probably like a skilled cook who can't cook without rice; he has neither medicine nor diagnostic tools, so he can't even take good care of his own family members.

So, would asking him be of any use? Xin Wenyuan wondered to himself.

With a sorrowful expression, Madam Yu said, "Fourth son, Third daughter has been in a daze and her fever won't go down. I have no choice but to ask you for help."

The old lady didn't want to take advantage of her fourth son's wife, and her face turned slightly red when she said this.

Despite all the difficulties, they still had to ask, because Sanya's condition was dangerous, and currently only Lao Si's family had the supplies and could afford to hire a doctor.

Seeing his mother's unease and his third brother's fierce expression that seemed to say, "If you dare not agree, I'll kill you," Xin Wenyuan quickly said, "I'll handle this, Mother. Don't worry. I'll go ask Physician Cheng right now if he's willing to treat Third Girl."

Xin Wen'an lowered his lips and said in a tough voice, "This is more like what a fourth uncle should do."

Xin Wenyuan ignored the man, immediately wrapped up a few pancakes, took three pieces of dried meat, and walked up to Doctor Cheng.

After briefly explaining the situation, Physician Cheng looked embarrassed and helplessly cupped his hands to Xin Wenyuan, saying, "Brother Xin, it's not that I'm unwilling to help, but I have neither silver needles nor herbs on me, so I really don't know where to start."

“It’s alright, Physician Cheng, you are more experienced than us. You just need to come over and take my niece’s pulse. We have some medicine here, please see how best to use it.” Xin Wenyuan stuffed a small bag of food into Physician Cheng’s hand. “This is just a small reward, I hope Physician Cheng can help me out.”

Xin Nian didn't care what her father was doing. After a simple dinner, she began to immerse herself in absorbing energy.

Under Xie Ninglan's cover, Xin Nian huddled in a corner and smoothly broke through to the first level of superpower.

With his right hand behind his back, he made a clenching and unclenching motion, causing the space to distort slightly and the air to tremble gently.

In an instant, a colorless, transparent bead appeared on the little girl's fingertip.

The bundles of firewood behind them had vanished without a trace.

Xin Nian raised an eyebrow, looked up and met Xie Ninglan's bright eyes, smiled, and nodded.

"The space has been compressed, and for now there is only about ten cubic meters of storage space."

Xie Ninglan breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "That's great."

Ten cubic meters is just the beginning. Xie Ninglan is quite confident in her daughter. She knows that her daughter will definitely reach a height that is rarely seen in the world in the future.

Xin Wenyuan rushed back in a hurry. Xin Nian glanced at the Xin family and saw that they had already fenced off the corner with two straw mats.

She asked curiously, "Dad, what are you busy with?"

"Imperial Physician Cheng took Sanya's pulse and said that this injury cannot be delayed. The wound must be cleaned with hot water and then the medicine should be reapplied immediately."

Xin Wenyuan saw his wife and daughter and started complaining, "At first, the old lady was not happy, saying that there were too many people and too many eyes here, and how could a pure and innocent young lady apply medicine here."

Xie Ning and Lan Xinnian rolled their eyes in perfect unison.

"It was Physician Cheng who said that minor injuries, if left untreated, could develop into serious illnesses, and the old lady had no choice but to agree. I borrowed two straw mats from Dali to fence off the corner, and had the Xin family stand outside the mats to keep watch."

Xin Wenyuan grinned at his daughter, "The twelve coins for hot water were given to me by your mother. Right now, your mother is the richest woman here. A little bit of money between her fingers is enough for us to eat for three to five days."

"Isn't it eight coins for a basin of hot water?"

“Yes, I bargained with them and got two basins of hot water.” Xin Wenyuan looked at Xin Nian as if he remembered something. “Girl, those two basins of hot water you had earlier, you didn’t pay the original price…” “I bargained too, I got them for ten coins.” Xin Nian raised her chin and looked at him with a proud face.

Xie Ninglan chuckled and covered her mouth with a laugh, "Old Xin, your daughter has inherited your stinginess."

“That’s right, look who her daughter is.” Xin Wenyuan chuckled.

"Father, you neglect my own brother but dote on your niece." Have the old lady and the others forgotten that her brother is still in a coma?

No one seemed to come forward to offer any concern. Perhaps the Xin family had long considered their eldest brother a corpse, just waiting for him to breathe his last.

"That's because they know my daughter is very capable. Why are you following others around messing around? Once you get the basic medicinal herbs, you'll definitely be able to wake your brother up."

Xin Wenyuan gestured towards the Xin family, "Don't worry about them. The eldest and second sons' wives are helping to treat the wounds. With Physician Cheng pointing out the acupressure points, the fever should go down..."

Before he could finish speaking, Erlang's wife, Mei, hurried over and bowed. "Fourth Uncle, we need to borrow some clean linen from Fourth Aunt to wrap the wound."

As Dali coldly pulled a piece of burlap from the cart, Mei hurriedly reached out and took it.

With a strong pull, the burlap was split in two.

"That's enough." Dali took most of it and left the rest for Mei.

The latter thanked him awkwardly and left.

In a corner, the Xin family managed to stabilize the Third Miss's injuries after some effort.

The old escort entered the room, smiled and glanced at everyone, his face full of kindness. "It's almost time, everyone should rest quietly. Just a reminder, we'll depart at 3:00 AM tomorrow."

Xin Wenyuan was shocked. "Daughter, what time is it exactly at Yin Shi (3-5 AM)?"

“Three in the morning.” Xin Nian’s face fell, and she looked utterly dejected. “It was still barely dawn then, and you probably couldn’t even see where you were going.”

"Holy crap!" Xin Wenyuan was so shocked that his pupils dilated. "What kind of hellish lifestyle did the ancients have?"

Xin Nian sighed and explained to her father, "People here are used to working at sunrise and resting at sunset. They go to bed at seven or eight o'clock and get up at three o'clock, so they get seven or eight hours of sleep, which is enough for a good night's sleep."

"My God, I definitely won't be able to sleep with this hellish schedule."

After saying that, Xin Wenyuan lay down and started snoring less than thirty seconds later.

Xin Nian was in great pain. All she could hear all night was loud and soft snoring from the woodshed. The snoring was deafening, with high-frequency vibrations on one side and low-frequency accompaniment on the other, intermittent spirals, rising and falling in a chaotic rhythm.

She was on edge and barely managed to fall asleep around midnight.

Before three o'clock, Xie Ninglan shook her awake and whispered in her ear, "The escorts told us to go to the back gate of the post station."

Xin Nian frantically channeled her healing power, using her supernatural ability to calm her head, which was on the verge of exploding.

The healing power spread, and the cooling sensation intensified. Xin Nian then took a deep breath and felt her mind clear up a bit.

The two rubbed their slightly cool arms and walked to the back door of the inn. Through the broken door, they could vaguely see a pale figure.

The tall, elegant young man turned around. It was still dark, and a ray of moonlight shone on him, as if carved and polished, clear and pure as jade.

(End of this chapter)