Chapter 63: This is called fate

Xue Jinyi felt that she and the masked man were really fated.

The masked man didn't speak, and pointed his fingers at the white-robed Xiqin people, Xue Jinyi, and his own ears.

Xue Jinyi understood, nodded and said, "Because I am interested, I have learned some." ”

"Benefactor, benefactor, you're finally here!"

When the refugees saw the masked man, they saw the Buddha with great compassion, swept away the fear on their faces, and rushed up excitedly, surrounding him and Xue Jinyi.

"Benefactor, these two monsters are going to harm us, please save us!"

"Woo woo, they're so scary, are they going to eat us alive?"

"Don't panic, everyone!" Xue Jinyi didn't have the heart to "catch up" with the masked man, and hurriedly said loudly: "They are all mortals like us, from Western Qin, so they are a little different from us in appearance. But if you look closely, aren't you just like us, with two eyes and one mouth? ”

The refugees were shocked until the masked man nodded slightly, and then he believed Xue Jinyi's words.

Xue Jinyi smiled at the masked man, and then said, "I can understand the Xiqin dialect, they told me that they are here to help you." ”

She took the white cloth bag from the hands of the Western Qin people and unfolded it in front of the refugees.

The refugees were still a little scared and cowered back.

Xue Jinyi showed a gentle smile, softened her tone, and said, "I didn't do anything to me in my hand, there's nothing to be afraid of, let's take a look." ”

The refugees looked at each other, slowly leaned up, and carefully looked into the bags.

"I'm right, it's all medicinal herbs." Xue Jinyi said with a smile.

The refugees breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that it was not too much to speak ill of the Xiqin people just now, and hurriedly apologized to them.

Anyway, it's still early, so Xue Jinyi simply stayed here to help the two people communicate.

The masked man stood quietly aside, silently watching the girl who was busy in the crowd.

New tents were quickly set up in the forest from spliced cloth and hay, and the people of the Western Qin Dynasty treated the injured and sick refugees, while Xue Jinyi helped boil the decoction, bandage the wounds, or make faces to amuse the children.

Seeing that they were almost done, the masked man quietly got up and left.

"He's had a fever in the head for two days," a woman with a very bitter face said to Xue Jinyi with a crying voice, "We picked some herbs for him to eat, but they didn't get better at all, and even worse." ”

Xue Jinyi tried the child's forehead, it was a little hot, and he looked weak, nestled in his mother's arms softly.

She told the two Xiqin people about the child's situation, "...... It doesn't seem to be an ordinary fever, but it's a little bit bad, so I'd better send it to the city to see a doctor, right? ”

These two people are very kind, but they only know how to deal with simple illnesses and wounds, so they still have to ask a serious doctor to see them when they encounter incurable diseases.

The Xiqin people looked at the children, and one of them rolled up the child's sleeves, suddenly shouted, threw away his hand, and hurriedly stepped back.

"What's wrong?" Xue Jinyi stepped forward to check and found that there was a red blister on the child's thin arm.

She looked at the child's arm with a sharp look, and hurriedly opened the child's hand to scratch, "Don't touch it, it's a pox!" ”

"What?" The child's mother exclaimed, her eyes wide in horror, "Does Bao'er have smallpox?" ”

As soon as the word "smallpox" came out, everyone was in a commotion, and they all retreated, not daring to approach the mother and son.

"No, no," Xue Jinyi suddenly thought as if smallpox would also be called pox? She waved her hand and hurriedly explained: "It's chickenpox, but it must be carefully treated, and separated from other people, if an adult is infected with chickenpox, it will die." Let's go to the river and build another shed. ”

The crowd was not as panicked as before, but continued to shrink in place on guard.

Xue Jinyi asked the child's mother, "Did you ever have chickenpox when you were a child?" ”

The child's mother shook her head, "No, otherwise I might have known." ”

Xue Jinyi frowned, ignoring how dirty the child's clothes were, and picked him up from his mother's arms, "Don't follow me first, be careful of infecting you." ”

"But...... "But," the child's mother cried, "we mother and son depend on each other, and if it weren't for me, who would take care of him?" ”

"If you're sick, how can you raise such a young child?" Xue Jinyi looked at the crowd and asked, "Who ever had chickenpox when they were young?" Please come and help, this illness will not be repeated after one time. ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but no one will come out.

Isn't the court reluctant to let them into the city because they are afraid that they will be infected with the disease and spread it to the people in the city? He was indignant about this, all of them were very healthy, no different from the people of the capital, why should they be treated differently?

Now that one of them has chickenpox, if they are infected, it is even more impossible to be allowed to enter the city, and in this barren mountain and wilderness, why not meet the king of Yama sooner or later?

Xue Jinyi saw them hesitating, quickly guessed the reason, and was about to spend money to solve the problem, when a black shadow fell in front of her.

"You?" Xue Jinyi raised her head and looked at the cold black mask of the masked man, "Have you got?" ”

The masked man nodded.

"Then come with me!" The child is seven or eight years old, looking soft like a thin lamb nesting in her arms, but in fact, the child of fifty or sixty pounds fell heavily on her arm, if you are not careful, the original owner's body is likely to be taken to the ground by the child.

She took a deep breath and was barely about to take a step forward when the masked man stepped forward and took the child from her.

Looking at his back walking towards the river beach, Xue Jinyi couldn't help but hook her lips.

"Oh yes," she remembered again, and said to the people of Western Qin, "You brought realgar and mugwort leaves, right?" Fortunately, there is a plot for the prevention and control of plague in the costume drama she has acted, so she has some understanding of this aspect, "If there is atractylodes and angelica or something, it is better to mix these things together and smoke and disinfect them here." ”

The two Western Qin people nodded and did as she said.

Xue Jinyi picked up some cloth and hay, trotted to the riverbank, quickly tidied up, and then asked the masked man to put Bao'er on the haystack.

"I don't know a cure for chickenpox, I have to go back to the city to find a doctor......" Xue Jinyi looked at the groggy child and said softly.

The masked man walked up to her, took her hand without any emotion, and wrote a few words in his palm-

"Why save him?"

Xue Jinyi was stunned and looked up at his mask, his eyes were still hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't distinguish his emotions.

"Maybe I'm too idle." Before the crossing, she has always been keen on public welfare, often using part of her income to support poor families or disaster areas, but now she is too lazy to talk about it.

"You can't save everyone." The masked man wrote in the palm of her hand again.