Gu Yao took the child and returned to the temporary settlement on the grassland.

Among the many aftermath work, the most troublesome is the treatment of patients with complications.

Potions are limited, herbs are limited.

"From today onwards, arrange for someone to come and get the medicine."

Gu Yao confessed, and then, like a fortune teller, set up a table in an open place to give people a look sick.

Come and don't refuse.

I don't charge money, and if you need a lot of medicine, let 007 redeem it with points.

Therefore, every morning, Gu Yao would carry more than a dozen bags of medicinal herbs on his back and go to the table to 'get on the job'.

However, even if you exchange the medicinal herbs that are already in this world, exchanging them in large quantities will break the rules of nature.

Without exception, it all acted on Gu Yao.

When he was in his teenage form, his face became paler day by day, giving Gu Yao the illusion that he was a vampire.

When she checks people every day, the child will be by the side, silently watching.

After a long time, people with the same disease, what medicine do they need to prescribe, and before Gu Yao could speak, he had already brought the medicinal materials over.

And, the points are exactly right.

He seemed to be afraid that Gu Yao would be tired, and as long as she showed a hint of tiredness, the child would nervously try to drive away the remaining patients.

He doesn't speak, and he stops the patient from coming forward, like a dog.

Some reckless, some stupid.

"Come back and sit down."

Gu Yao beckoned to him, and then went to see the rest of the patients.

It's like Andre worries every day if she is infected or has some other disease.

007 can't care about the distressed points, and every day he worries about Gu Yao's identity in the form of a teenager, and he may disappear before he can complete the task.

Gu Yao just smiled quietly, because no one knew that she had simply become 'weak' by simply following the rules.

The weaker she behaved, the more tolerant she seemed to be to replace the natural rules of the Heavenly Dao.

The same points, the quality of the exchanged medicinal materials are much better.

"Haruka-sama must have gone to collect medicinal herbs again in the middle of the night..... Hey, it's distressing, how many days should I have not slept here? ”

"Haven't you seen anyone who cares more about civilians than Haruka-sama?"

Gradually, the priests who were not familiar with Gu Yao.

Looking at her expression, there was both reverence and a hint of distress.

There were many priests who volunteered to help collect medicinal herbs, and some of them who gradually improved their health also spontaneously joined the team.

The priests are all from noble backgrounds.

But in such a state of concerted efforts, it is inevitable to be touched.

It doesn't matter about the identity, as long as it is life, surviving is extraordinarily meaningful.

They write letters, pass them on through owls, and share their thoughts for many days with their families.

There were also quite a few letters, which were delivered to the temple.

Compared with those class ideas that have been bound for a long time, there seems to be a sudden loosening.

What Sheng Zilan was more concerned about was what the priests mentioned in their letters:

'Paladin Haruka-sama, even if his health is getting weaker and weaker, he will still insist on saving and saving the lives of the civilians, and we are ashamed to advance and retreat together with him, and become a good priest who truly loves the people and protects the people......

At the expense of your health?

Getting weaker ......?

The man's gaze sank.

On the table, the wooden sign with the countdown to the day of the divine hearing is left with the eye-catching red '17'.

His divine power has no hope of recovery.

I haven't seen him for more than a month, but his maiden god has been weakened to this point......

Arashi hated such powerlessness.

But over the years, as the shackles of the Holy Son, even such emotions can only be slowly digested in peace.

He went to the Yale River.

In the night, the surface of the river, with a light mist, looks a little hazy in the moonlight.

The man stood by the river, extremely religious.

Over and over again, calling Gu Yao's name.

At this moment, he was so eager to see her......