Miss Han came out of the hut and immediately ran to the treatment area of the Holy Maiden. Du Hua never returned to the official mansion, but chose to recuperate in a remote hut.

The first is to stabilize the morale of the army, and the second is to let him spend more time with his daughter.

Miss Han landed in the treatment area, and many sharp-eyed wounded soldiers saw Miss Han's arrival and immediately saluted Miss Han.

"Hello Miss Han."

Those with good legs and feet stood up and saluted Miss Han, and those with bad legs also struggled to stand up and salute Miss Han.

Miss Han couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she saw that many of these wounded soldiers had broken hands and feet like her father--------- which was a very common thing in her previous opinion.

"Sit down!" Miss Han immediately said to these people, waving her hand for them to sit down.

Then she went to find the saint without stopping.

It's just that those wounded soldiers looked at Miss Han and were stunned, obviously she was still the same woman, but there seemed to be something different.

Finally, after taking a half-circle around the entire treatment area, Miss Han found the Holy Maiden in a small courtyard, and at this moment she was treating a person.

Or to treat a lot of people, but those people are very orderly and wait in long lines.

Miss Han only realized at this moment that a serious woman is so charming.

The saint wore a veil, dressed in extremely elegant clothes, and there was no trace of makeup on her white and tender face, and she could even see a little dust stained by fatigue and bad environment.

She was not noble, she was not elegant, she just sat there, as attentive as a girl next door, and let the sweat on her forehead grow more and more.

Miss Han stabilized her mind and walked over to the Holy Maiden.

The holy woman heard the footsteps getting closer and closer to her, turned her head sideways, glanced at it with her peripheral vision, and saw that it was Miss Han.

"Got some medicine?" The saint spoke succinctly, turning her gaze back to the wound in front of her, as if she could not leave it for a moment.

"Hmm." Miss Han replied softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the work of the Holy Maiden.

"Wait a minute." The holy woman didn't raise her head and said, "When I finish dealing with this patient, I'll take you to get the medicine." ”

"Okay." Miss Han replied softly, she didn't know why, she even felt that she was a little restrained in front of the Holy Maiden.

When she had nothing to do, she simply watched from the sidelines how the saint healed people.

The last time, she turned herself away from treating Du Hua, and she didn't see how she treated her father, and now, she finally had a chance to see it.

Then, Miss Han moved her gaze to the wound in front of the saint.

The wound was in front of the opening of the heart, very long, extending from the shoulder to the middle of the chest. The wound has even been turned outward, and the muscles inside are clearly visible.

Miss Han frowned, and the wound was a little further into the heart.

Moreover, Miss Han also found that the blood flowing from this serious wound was black--------- black like ink, dripping down the man's chest bit by bit, and it felt terrifying to look at.

Miss Han was stunned for a moment, and found that this wound was not an ordinary knife wound or sword wound at all-------- and then Miss Han suddenly realized something, and moved her eyes to all the wounded soldiers who were waiting in line to see a doctor.

At this time, she suddenly discovered that all the people in line here were some strange diseases, and they were not normal wounds at all!

So, Miss Han grabbed a person who came to see a doctor and whispered to him, "Why are these people's wounds so strange?" ”

The wounded soldier who was caught saw that it was Miss Han who was obviously a little timid, and immediately replied tremblingly, "This is because those normal wounds can only be treated by Muxing cultivators, and the people queuing up here are all people they can't treat." ”

Hearing this, Miss Han suddenly realized.

Sure enough, in this way, the scene in front of me can be explained.

Then, Miss Han looked at the wounded soldier who was caught by herself, and saw that he was fine, let alone injured, so she asked him, "I don't think you're sick, so why are you here?" ”

"I've been treated by the Holy Maiden, and the Holy Maiden asked me to come for a 'check-up' in three days-------" the man said visibly scared, "and then I came ------"

"Recheck?" Miss Han repeated it after hearing it, as if she was very interested in this new term.

And the wounded soldier took advantage of Miss Han's distraction and immediately ran to the back of the line to line up-------- because of Miss Han's question just now, there were already five people lined up in front of him.

At this time, Miss Han realized that the man had already run away, and it was impossible to ask questions, so she had to turn her gaze to the saint.

At this time, she noticed that the saint had smeared something on the wound, which was a viscous dark green, mixed with black blood, and flowed outward along the wound.

"Your wound has healed, but the toxin hasn't been cleaned up yet." The holy woman raised her head and instructed the man, "From now on, come to me at noon every day to get the medicine, go back and apply it according to my practice today, and it will be well in a week." ”

When this man heard this, he immediately knelt down with a 'plop' in gratitude, his eyes excited and determined.

Then, in a peculiar dialect and a hoarse voice, he choked out his gratitude.

"Thank you saintess, thank you saintess, I thought I really wouldn't be able to survive this time. When I was fighting in the past, my brother had this disease, and those cultivators said that they were not saved, but now that you have cured me, you are my reborn parents! ”

As he spoke, this person kowtowed vigorously, and even burst into tears with excitement.

He was truly grateful to the saint, and he knew that he had a plague, not a contagious plague, but it could kill people. He had seen his comrades-in-arms fall one by one because of such wounds, large and small, and now that it was his turn, he almost collapsed!

It was the saint who gave him a second life, gave him the opportunity to continue living, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was his reborn parents!

The saint looked at the scene in front of her indifferently and said softly, "Get up, I don't want my efforts to be in vain." ”

When the big man heard this, he stopped kowtowing, and immediately stood up from the ground, just looking at the holy woman's eyes as if he was looking at his own faith.

Then, turned around and walked away.

Miss Han believes that even if he asks that big man to die for the saint now, he will not complain!

After the saint finished dealing with the patient, she picked up the hand towel on the side and wiped her hands stained with green herbs clean, before turning her head and looking at Miss Han, who had been waiting on the side.

Miss Han noticed that the holy maiden was looking at her, and immediately stood straight as if she were standing in a military posture.

She didn't know why, she just felt that the saint deserved her so much respect.