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The latest website: Terran Territory, now there are three countries.

The biggest one is Jing Country.

Jing State occupies all the area south of Fuhe, as well as all the area of ​​the original wild forbidden land.

Now the territory of Jing Kingdom is three-fifths of the territory of the entire human race.

The remaining two fifths were divided between the two countries.

The larger one is Changguo, which is located to the north and west of Fuhe River.

The Tianyun Mountains and the vast grasslands in the north of the mountains are also the territory of Changguo.

To the east of it is the State of Song.

The two countries split more than a decade ago.

Now, the three countries are in a hostile situation.

However, Chang Guo and Song Guo knew well that if they fought against each other, they would only give Jing Guo an opportunity. Therefore, the two countries are now in a state of non-aggression against each other.

The royal capital of Changguo is still Jianchang City.

More than 90 kilometers southwest of the royal capital, after a series of cities and towns, there is a city that is half a big and small, located in the Fenshui River Basin.

This place is called Burning River City.

It is said that during the Thousand-Year War, Changguo's army crossed the river on a boat, and there were gods in the heavens, who forced flames from the sky and burned the entire army on the water.

At that time, the whole river was burning with a raging fire, which was extremely terrifying.

In the end, only one-tenth of the army escaped. And the combat effectiveness is almost gone.

After that, the river also changed its name.

Outside Fenhe City, about two kilometers to the southeast, there is a village.

There are over a hundred families living in this village, which is considered to be a large village.

At this time, there were 6 or 7 people in a low-rise house of a farmer.

"Doctor Ping, can she cure my lady?"

A man in his 30s with a cloth scarf on his head asked anxiously.

"Shhh, don't quarrel with Doctor Ping."

An old woman in her 50s pointed her finger to her mouth.

Several relatives around nodded.

The man quickly silenced, just looking at the doctor sitting by the bed.

There was a woman in her 30s lying on the bed, her cheek sunk deeply, her eye sockets were bluish black.

"Doctor...I, I also know my illness, it's rare..."

She uttered a few words weakly.

Beside her, sitting a young man.

The young man was dressed in a crisp gray cloth, his hair was neatly tied, and his headscarf was well-formed.

"Don't talk for now. Hold out your hand and show it to me."

The young man said.

His name is Pinghe, he is 23 years old this year, and he is very young for a doctor.

But now he is the only doctor in the village, so he can only rely on him.

The woman stretched her hand out under the duvet.

Peacefully stretched out his hand to pinch the woman's wrist, and watched quietly.

After a while, he said in the sight of everyone's expectations:

"Wooden Qi is depressed, and pulse is stringy,..."

He turned his head and asked the woman's husband: "Did she get angry before?"

The man quickly replied:

"Yes! In March of this year, she went to the field to pick up millet. She was kicked a few times by the spilled skin of the woodland owner's house and fell ill when she came back."

"That's it, anger is blocked, and the camp blood is insufficient. I will prescribe some medicine for her to take care of her. You will kill another old hen for her. When she gets better, help her walk more."

After speaking, Pinghe took a piece of paper from his arms and wrote the prescription on it.

The man asked hesitantly:

"Doctor Ping, how long does it take to take this medicine. We don't have much money in our family, this..."

The peaceful pen paused.

"In this case, I'll change it."

He erased the prescription that he wrote before.

After thinking about it for a long time, Pinghe wrote in detail where to find what herbs, and gave a total of three kinds of herbs.

"There are two other things. You can't find them near our village for a while. You'll go back with me later and get them at my house."

"You eat these things for half a month first."

"well."

The man nodded repeatedly.

He took the prescription, and he was a little embarrassed:

"But, Doctor Ping, in our family, there is no one who can read..."

"I teach you."

After speaking, Pinghe read the words on the prescription to the man.

Including the man, everyone in his family struggled to remember.

After Pinghe read it several times, they all nodded and said that they remembered it.

"Doctor Ping, you are such a good man!"

"Yes! Doctor Ping is really the savior of our village!"

"Doctor Ping is still a great filial son!"

The villagers complimented him.

Hearing these compliments, Pinghe didn't change the expression on his face.

He stood up and left with the man.

Afterwards, Pinghe looked at two more patients.

One is easy to treat, and the other is not easy to treat.

He couldn't cure it, and no one said anything.

Because Pinghe doesn't receive consultation fees, only medicine money is collected, which is almost a free consultation.

When it was getting dark, Pinghe arrived at his home.

He went in, took the medicine to the man, and took some copper plates from the man.

The man took the medicine and left thankfully.

Pinghe watched him go, entered the house, and closed the door.

The door creaked.

It can be heard that its hub has aged and rusted.

"My son..."

There was an old voice crying in the room.

He calmly put down the medicine box behind him and hurriedly walked into the back room.

"Mother, are you hungry? I'll cook for you right away."

There was no light in the room, and by the light of the sky that hadn't completely dimmed, an old woman could barely be seen sitting by the bed.

She raised her hand tremblingly and waved to peace.

"Don't worry, you, just come back..."

"Mother, sit down, don't move, be careful to bump. I'm going to cook now."

With that said, Ping He hurried to the kitchen.

Some of the crops given to him by the villagers are in his medicine box, which is enough to cook for a day.

After a while, calmly carrying a bowl of fragrant green vegetable porridge came out of the kitchen.

He sat on the edge of the bed, blowing the porridge while feeding it to his mother.

A small oil lamp was lit in the room, and the bean-like light was beating.

But the old woman's eyes were very dull, and they never fell to the position of the lamp for a while.

The peaceful mother is named Zou.

She never lights the lamp as long as she is alone at home.

Because she can't see it at all.

After finally feeding Zou's porridge, he put away the bowl peacefully.

"This world! That's enough!"

The peace during the day was changed, and the peace at night seemed very agitated.

He punched the wall.

The wall didn't react at all, but his hands were aching.

"My son, don't be anxious, don't be angry."

Zou murmured in the room.

A few peaceful steps walked to the door~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and said:

"But, mother, how can I not be angry."

"I learned medicine, but my mother was blind because of this!"

"I can heal the villagers, but I can't receive the consultation fee."

"I can't even treat my own mother's eyes, so I can be regarded as a doctor!"

Zou was silent for a moment in the room before he said:

"Mother knows that you have a good heart. No one in our village has money. The only one who has money is the landlord of the woods, and his gang of dogs."

"You can't bear to see other people's house look down on the disease, and can't take the medicine, so you won't receive the consultation fee! Mother knows!"

"Actually, you shouldn't receive the consultation fee. After my mother's eyes are not working well, thanks to the help of neighbors around and around."

"The villagers are all good people!"