goddess above

Chapter 799 My body is precious

"Well, good." Lan Shan readily agreed.

Followed him to the big witch doctor's tent, where a group of little witch doctors were researching and brewing medicine. The strong herbal smell made people very uncomfortable. Gesang Guiyun and a few little girls were helping to cook the medicine. Jing Yu took a look, but didn't come over to speak.

Seeing her, the great witch doctor put down the things in his hand and beckoned her to come inside: "Is this girl here to teach you?"

Jing Yu looked at the prepared medicines and nodded: "Although I don't know medical skills, this smell seems to be lacking a lot."

The big witch doctor asked her to sit down, and asked the little witch doctor to bring a cup of green tea: "The Central Plains is the most powerful cure for epidemic diseases, but unfortunately we don't have any prescriptions."

Jing Yu, who drank half a cup of tea, felt relaxed and happy, and her smile became more and more like a little fox: "I can't do anything about the prescription. I just came to ask the great witch doctor. Is the blood of people who have taken anti-drugs all year round? Can it be used as medicine?"

The big witch doctor's face turned subtle: "Taking anti-drugs all the year round, the flesh and blood are soaked in the properties of the medicine. Ordinary poisons are difficult to invade. If you are not sick, your flesh and blood can cure the disease. It is indeed mentioned in the book, but there is no one. Tried."

Jing Yu raised her chin: "Then is this good or bad?"

"It depends on the situation. If it is taken all year round, the body of the person who takes it will definitely resist all kinds of poisons, but if it goes on like this, it will be broken after only half a year."

Can't live long?
Jing Yu was taken aback, and she clenched her hands together nervously: "Then what if the drug was stopped at the age of ten, but the poison is still not invading?"

The great witch doctor glanced at her: "After taking the medicine for ten years, although I won't die, but the internal deficiency is great, the body is prone to cold, and I don't receive the big tonic. It is best to rest for the rest of my life."

Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good, it scared me to death."

The big witch doctor added some water to her and asked, "After asking so many questions, you just want to use your own blood to see if you can save someone?"

"No, don't dig a hole for me." Jing Yu raised her hand vigilantly: "I just want to save my family, Jiulang and King Rong. Don't talk about others. My body is precious, and I don't want to spoil it."

The great witch doctor was very forthright, without the many twists and turns of the Central Plains doctor, he responded directly: "Well, I will prepare some medicine for you, let Mr. Chenghuai drink it first, and if it is useful, I will present it to King Rong."

Jing Yu drank the tea and stood up quickly: "Okay, then I will leave it to the great witch doctor."

The epidemic is hard to get rid of, and the great witch doctor is having a headache. Since Jingyu sent it to the door himself, of course he accepted it gladly.

Farewell to the big witch doctor and came to see the uncle again. The uncle was lying down after drinking the medicine. His condition was not much better than that of Ming Huai. When he saw Jing Yu, he immediately asked, "Is the kid in severe pain?"

Jing Yu sat down by herself: "It's amazing, the bridal chamber is all yellow."

"You are young and you will have a long time to come. The epidemic is not a minor illness, so don't embarrass him." The uncle sat up on his back, looked at Jingyu several times, and began to feel unbalanced: "I heard from Qu Ming that a few days ago I ate sick mutton for you, but you still didn’t believe it when nothing happened, but you also ate it last night, why are you alone?”

Jing Yu:? ? ?
I have eaten before?

The uncle continued: "But it's okay, you can take care of him even if you have nothing to do, and I don't worry about the others."

Jing Yu poured some hot water for him: "Uncle, I'm asking you something, don't you want to make a big fuss now, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't set a time limit of five days. It looks like it's to put pressure on you Wuta tribe, but more to prevent the Golden Wolf tribe from spreading the news and causing unrest in the grassland, right?"

(End of this chapter)