A few assistant chefs thought about Chef Del's unconscious appearance, and they all had the idea of kneeling down for these people.

Looking at the helpless eyes of the cooks, Brother Amy finally cleared his throat and said:

"As long as I believe in the people of Sardinia, I have an obligation to help them. The one you're talking about is probably our Great Prussian. ”

Seeing hope, the cooks nodded hurriedly, and said again and again: "Of course, of course." ”

The monk stepped out of the carriage under the eager eyes of several men, and Amy slowed down her movements with a pretended reserve, and made eye contact with the brothers in the carriage, pointing to the planks at the edge of the carriage.

Several people in the car nodded understandingly, and Conan leaned his ears against the thin partition to listen to the movement outside.

"What? I have to walk over by myself! Shouldn't you bring the patients here? There are so many people in the caravan, and I am the only doctor. ”

"You're right, please wait here for a moment, and we'll bring someone over right away. ”

After a long time of tossing outside, accompanied by heavy breathing, the panting sound of the cooks came into the carriage again.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty, we brought him here...... Save him. Not long after eating, Lord Del had become like this. ”

We thought he must have eaten some unclean food. Another cook, as if from the side, added.

"That's a weird thing. Everyone eats in the same pot, why is this one the only one who is sick?"

You don't need to look at it to know that those helpers must have made a mistake now, and it can be said that it is not, and it is not said that it is not.

"What the hell did you feed him?" Mitchelson couldn't help but ask, "scare these scum like this." ”

"Poison ginseng, these idiots have never seen the world. When the poison ginseng takes effect, it will probably make the mouth foam at the mouth and become delirious for a while, but after the effect of the drug, it will ....... ”

Montgomery explained succinctly. The voice outside the carriage sounded again, and he closed his mouth very interestingly so that everyone could hear it clearly.

People in this era did not have much medical knowledge, and many people did not even understand the relationship between illness and theology.

The person who spoke was still Amy, and there was something serious and threatening in his words

"From what I've observed, I'm afraid he's not sick of any kind. ”

"That'...... So what's going on?"

"Since you are all colleagues, then I now recognize who he is, he is not a master at all, this is the cook of the caravan! ”

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly sounded outside the carriage, and even the people inside the carriage felt the tremor of the ground.

"This is thrown on the ground, I didn't expect them to look at and listen to loyalty, and when they heard about witchcraft, they became like this one by one. ”

Mitchelson couldn't see what was going on outside, but he could make up the picture from the movement outside.

"Satin is on top, my lord, we only have a professional relationship with this man, and we don't know anything about him other than that. There was a faint crying in the cook's tone.

"Don't be so afraid, I didn't mean to say he was a wizard. The situation is far from being so serious. The demon will attack those who live inappropriately as their possession, and if they succeed, then they can coexist for a while, but if they fail, then the demon is fine, and possession is a dead end. I'll prescribe him some potion, these things will probably save his life, and when he wakes up, tell him what I said, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes...... So what do we do now?"

"I've got to deal with the potion now, let's get him back. ”

Amy lifted the curtain so that the brothers inside could see the scene outside.

Cook Del's fat body lay on the ground, and the cracks in the ground could be seen at the edge of his body. A few of the cooks red-nosed and stood in a circle around Del, holding out their hands but not daring to touch him. The cooks' faces were all turned towards Amy, hoping to get more help from Amy, but Amy left them with only a back, and he climbed into the carriage and closed the curtains.

"Alright, you two hurry up and give me the antidote, this matter has to come to an end. Naturally, Amy reached out to Mitchelson and Montgomery.

The two brothers looked at each other, and then asked in unison, "You should have an antidote, right?"

"Where did I get the antidote to your poison!"

"But isn't that your idea?"

Conan grabbed his cheeks with both hands and squeezed out a smiling expression. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

Amy had no interest in watching these two guys play treasure, he knew that these two people couldn't have fallen out again now, they were just passing the buck to each other so that they could do more.

"Brother Meng, how long will the effect of the poisonous ginseng you use last?"

"If it's short, it's good for one night, but if it's longer, maybe three or four days. Montgoliath's face was full of embarrassment, if it weren't for the fact that he had been struggling with poison ginseng or strychnine in his mind, he wouldn't have poisoned people and couldn't even deal with the aftermath.

Amy put her hand on her forehead and asked, "Do you still have poison ginseng?" ”

Montgoliath fumbled around for a long time, and finally took out a piece of poison ginseng—a herbaceous plant that had been dried in the sun, and it was still withered yellow.

Conan looked at Montgomery's body and sniffed thoughtfully.

Mitchelson, on the other hand, took out a piece of beeswax from the box as if he were tricky, and said: As long as you, Amy, can get this thing over, this candle will be yours.

After a night of research, Amy came to a great conclusion.

Judging from the medicinal materials that are not difficult for him to find now, there is no solution to the poisonous ginseng.

Of course, although the poisonous ginseng can't be solved, it doesn't mean that he can't solve the cook's problem.

Early one morning, Conan woke up from the carriage as usual, and jumped out of the carriage after a labyrinth of arms and legs around the arms and legs of the two brothers.

Amy was still the first of the four to wake up, only this time instead of reciting the sutra in the morning light, he stared at the curtain of the carriage with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, holding a clay pot in his hand.

When he saw that it was Conan, Amy's anticipation turned into a somewhat hideous smile, and he stopped Conan and stuffed the empty clay pot in his hand into Conan's hand.

"Fill it up, when you need it. ”

Conan was looking for a secluded place to solve his personal problems, and although he was puzzled, he went about it as usual, and after a while he returned to the carriage with a large bottle full of liquid.

Amy took the clay pot, he resisted the nausea, lifted the clay pot to his waist, fanned the wind with his other hand, sniffed the taste, and then nodded in satisfaction.

According to the third clause of the first edition of the medical manual of the Great Plusian Empire, it is stated that virgin things are incomparably pure, and good use of them can ward off evil spirits.

Looking at Amy's figure walking towards the kitchen, Conan felt a tumult in his stomach, and he vomited before he even ate breakfast.

The pioneers in the team didn't know what Amy was holding, but they had just smelled the stench and avoided it.

Under the expectant gaze of several cooks, Amy poured the liquid from the jar into the cook's mouth.

Del didn't eat a drop of water all night, and it was because he was so thirsty that he swallowed it in a trance after feeling something pour into his mouth. But before I swallowed a few mouthfuls, I felt that the water tasted wrong, and a stream of gas came up from below, and as soon as I went in and out, I vomited out what I had eaten last night, and the person who was originally paralyzed and unconscious actually regained consciousness.

Although Amy knew in his heart that this might be the cook's wide body and fat, and the medicinal power of the poisonous ginseng was relatively fast, his expression on the surface did not change much, but he raised the clay pot in his hand high, just like he had raised the ancient Sardinia Sutra high before.

Seeing this, several cooks quickly knelt on the ground, and they didn't forget to shout "Long live Sadinian!" and "Blessed forever." Such words made even Del, who had just woken up, mistakenly believe that the monk had borrowed the power of Sardin to save him.

Del trembled all over, the fat on his body shook all over again, and the side effects of the poison ginseng made him unable to stand up for a while, but he still struggled and rolled to the ground. The smelly liquid stained him, but Dell didn't care, he crawled up to his "savior" and tried to kiss his feet to thank him, but Amy avoided it without hesitation.

"Relay what I said to him, don't thank me, thank Satin if you do. ”

In Del's stunned face, Amy was left with only a tall back.

The few cooks standing aside told Del everything Amy had said last night, and it was a version of adding oil and vinegar.

When they saw that Del had woken up, they were willing to be the assistant chef who cared most about the chef, and they told Del everything that had happened last night, and even added a lot of details that he had never had before.

The two cooks even swore that they had stayed up for half the night last night to find the ingredients for the healing potion for Del, while the other two cooks said that they had been taking care of Del until dawn.

Of course, they didn't say a word about the cook who had been thrown from their hands to the floor last night. It was true that the cooks hadn't slept well last night, but of course they weren't there to take care of Del, but were frightened by Amy's words.

They discussed for a third of the night in order to get rid of the demon, and one of the most radical ideas was to bury Del alive in the earth in repentance for his selfishness in cooking for the past two days. If it weren't for Del being too fat to hide from others, maybe it would have been done.

As the air refilled Del's chest, his mind was clear, although his body was still somewhat inconvenient. Del still knew the bottom line about these men, and he got up from the ground and snorted disdainfully

"Enough! You'll take the credit for the miracle doctor, and if it weren't for Brother Amy, I'm afraid I'd still be lying down right now? As for you, you wouldn't dare to bury me at most. ”

These cooks naturally laughed and said yes, but they were scared enough.

"Could it be that this cook really made a deal with the devil, and why we are discussing behind our backs, he knows so clearly. ”

Since then, there have been two strange things in the caravan, the first is that the news that Brother Amy is a miracle doctor has spread, and all the pious pioneers can vaguely see the halo on Brother Amy's head when they see her, which is said to be proof of his invitation to the Sardinia Garden.

As for the other strange thing, even the first one was to blame, after all, there were many strange things with the monks, but the strange things that happened with the cooks were so rare that even the caravan guards who were used to traveling from south to north were secretly frightened.

The cooks and men in the kitchen actually lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye when the ingredients were sufficient, because Del, the guy who had been cooking black-hearted porridge in the caravan for more than ten years, actually made the pioneers drink thick and thin himself. These guards knew Del too well, so they were even more frightened, you know, Del was the one who dared to even make the leader's black-hearted meal, and he was almost killed because of this incident, and he didn't see his hands clean.

Thinking of this, the aura on Brother Amy's head seemed to be a little more condensed, and even the old oilman, who claimed to have run all over the entire Great Purus Empire, didn't dare to laugh out loud when Brother Amy passed by.

The Empire's messenger laughed at these statements, of course, and it was a little fun on the way. The leader of the caravan was happy to see it, and the fat on the cook's body had nothing to do with his interests, but the lives of these outcast pioneers were closely related to him. It's impossible to go long distances without dying, but he has signed a contract with the Imperial government, and half of the goods are guaranteed, and half of these people can be sent to Valuno, although he and the Imperial messenger seem to have a good relationship with everyone to eat and drink, but when it comes to the handover problem, don't expect him to cover himself. His other job with the caravan was to monitor the leader's efficiency.

Mitchelson and Montgomery are just giggling and not taking it seriously, they are both descendants of nobles, and they live together, and they don't see him have anything outstanding about ordinary people, only the story of poison ginseng and strychnine has become the first secret between each other, and after this incident, several people are really tied to a grasshopper in a boat.

Conan is the only one, and sometimes he will look at the liquid flowing from his lower body and fall into deep thought. He hadn't left that fantasy age, and in fact, his time in the caravan had even inspired him to do things that had forced him to live at a standstill.