Chapter 354

The Terran territory now has three countries.

The biggest is the state of Jing.

The state of Jing occupied all areas south of the Fuhe River and all areas of the original wilderness forbidden area.

Now the land of Jing is three fifths of the whole Terran territory.

The remaining two fifths are divided between the two countries.

The larger one is the state of Chang, which is located north and west of the Fuhe River.

Tianyun mountains and the vast grassland in the north of the mountains are also the territory of Chang state.

To the east of it is the state of song.

The two countries split more than a decade ago.

Now, all three countries are in a hostile situation.

However, Chang and song knew that if they fought against each other, they would only give Jing an opportunity to take advantage of it. Therefore, the two countries are barely in a state of non aggression.

The king capital of Chang is still Jianchang city.

More than 90 kilometers to the southwest of Wangdu, after a series of cities and towns, there is a big city, not a small city, located in the Fen Shui basin.

This place is called Fenhe city.

It is said that during the Millennium war, the army of the state of Chang crossed the river on a ship. A God came to the world in the sky, and a flame came down from the sky, burning the whole army all over the water.

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

Finally, only one tenth of the troops escaped. And the combat effectiveness is almost gone.

After that, the river changed its name.

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

There are more than 100 families living in this village, which is a big village.

At this time, 6 or 7 people are surrounded in a low house of a farmer.

"Doctor Ping, my mother, can she cure it?"

A man in his 30s with a cloth towel wrapped around his head asked anxiously.

"Shh, don't make a noise to Dr. Ping."

An old woman in her 50s held her fingers to her mouth.

Several relatives around nodded.

The man quickly stopped talking and just looked at the doctor sitting by the bed.

On the bed lay a woman in her 30s. Her cheeks were deeply sunken and her eyes were blue and black.

"Doctor... I, I know my illness. It's hard to get better..."

She spat out a few words weakly.

Beside her sat a young man.

The young man was dressed in fresh grey cloth, his hair was tied neatly, and his scarf was well worn.

"Don't talk yet. Show me your hand."

The young man said.

His name is Ping He. He is twenty-three years old. He is very young for doctors.

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

The woman put her hand out of the quilt.

Peace reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist pulse and observed quietly.

After a while, he said in the expectation of everyone:

"The wood Qi is depressed, the pulse is astringent,..."

He turned and asked the woman's husband, "has she been angry before?"

The man quickly replied:

"Yes! In March this year, she went to the field to pick up millet. She was kicked by the naughty man of the woodland owner. When she came back, she fell ill."

"That's it. I'll prescribe some medicine for her to recuperate. You'll kill an old hen for her to eat. When she gets better, you should help her go down to the ground and walk more."

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

The man hesitated and asked:

"Dr. Ping, how long will this medicine take? We don't have any money, so..."

The peaceful pen paused.

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

He blotted out the prescription he had written before.

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

"There are two other things that can't be found near our village. You'll go back with me later and get them at my house."

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

"Good."

The man nodded.

When he took the prescription, he was a little worried:

"But, Dr. Ping, there is no literate in our family..."

"I'll teach you."

Then Pinghe read the words on the prescription to the man.

Everyone in his family, including the man, struggled to remember.

Peace read it several times before they all nodded and said they remembered it.

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

"Yes! Dr. Ping is really the Savior of our village!"

"Doctor Ping is still a big filial son!"

The villagers complimented him.

After listening to these praise words, the expression on his face did not change at all.

He got up and left with the man.

Then, Pinghe saw two more patients.

There is a good cure, and there is a bad cure.

He can't cure it. No one else said anything.

Because peace doesn't charge medical fees, only medicine money, which is almost a free clinic.

When it was getting dark, peace came to his house.

He went into the house, took the medicine to the man, and took some copper coins from the man's hand.

The man took the medicine and left with gratitude.

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.

"Son..."

There was an old voice in the room.

Ping he put down the medicine box behind him and hurried into the inner room.

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

There was no light in the room. In the light of the sky, which was not yet completely dark, we could barely see an old woman sitting by the bed.

She raised her hand tremblingly and waved to peace.

"Don't be so urgent, you, just come back..."

"Mom, sit still. Don't move. Be careful to knock. I'm going to cook now."

With that, Pinghe hurried to the kitchen.

There are some crops given to him by the villagers in his medicine box. It is enough to make a day's meal.

After a while, Pinghe came out of the kitchen with a bowl of fragrant green vegetable porridge.

He sat by the bed, blowing porridge and feeding it to his mother.

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

The old woman's eyes were dull and did not fall to the position of the lamp for a while.

His mother's name is Zou.

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

Because she can't see.

Finally, Zou finished his porridge and put away his bowl peacefully.

"What a world! That's enough!"

Once the calm during the day was changed, the calm at night seemed very angry.

He punched the wall.

The wall didn't react at all, but it made his hand ache.

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

Zou murmured in the room.

He walked peacefully to the door and said:

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

"I learned medicine, but my mother was blind!"

"I can cure the villagers, but I can't get back the diagnosis money."

"I can't even cure my mother's eyes. I'm still a doctor!"

Zou Shi was silent for a moment before he said:

"My mother knows that you are kind-hearted. No one in our village has surplus money. The only one who has money is landlord Lin and his lackeys."

"You don't have the heart to see other people look down on the disease and can't afford medicine, so you don't charge the doctor's fee! Niang knows!"

"In fact, you shouldn't accept the medical fee. After your mother's eyes are hard to use, thanks to the help of the neighbors around."

"All the people in the village are good people!"