Although there is less than half a month left before the first day of October, Zhang Wuji can't watch this group of refugees in dire straits, which is too bitter.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Wuji walked over under the gaze of a group of refugees and asked, "Fellow villagers, what are you doing here?"

The valley here is remote, the mountains on both sides are lush, and tigers and wild bears often appear, and they are waiting to die here?

An old man pushed everyone back, stopped Zhang Wuji's footsteps, looked at Zhang Wuji's dress, and said, "I've seen this ...... Dao Chief, don't come near us, be careful that we spread the disease to you. ”

"You ...... What kind of disease do you have?" Zhang Wuji asked suspiciously, seeing that they were all covered with a cloth.

"The doctor in the city said that we were sick with cold, and drove us out, and told us not to go near the others, so as not to infect us. The old man was holding his body, but he just didn't let Zhang Wuji get close, for fear of infecting Zhang Wuji.

There were hundreds of people in the canyon, more than 20 old people, women and children, more than 200 strong men, and the rest were children, all of whom covered their mouths and noses.

They were told to do this by the city doctor, just to prevent them from infecting others.

"Zhang Mou is the head of the Wudang faction, and he knows a little about medical skills, everyone, if you believe Zhang, please let Zhang show you for you?" Although Zhang Wuji could use the system to identify their conditions for him, thinking that he had learned so many medical techniques and pharmacological methods, he wanted to see if he could cure everyone with his ability.

"It turned out to be the head of Wudang, disrespectful and disrespect......ful! Zhang's head should not get too close, so as not to be affected. The old man returned.

"It's okay, you know how to walk the rivers and lakes without treating diseases and saving people, you have to do a lot of medical skills, fellow villagers, you can trust me to come here, I will take the pulse for you. After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, he felt that something was missing, and walked to the trunk of the car and took out a table and two stools.

After sitting down, Zhang Wuji looked like a doctor and said with a warm smile: "Old man, I think you are the oldest, why don't you start up? ”

"I ...... I'm running out of money......" The old man said with an ugly face.

"Walking the rivers and lakes, studying medicine should hang a pot to help the world, and if you don't ask for anything in return, what do you do when you talk about money? Could it be that I am the head of Wudang, and I will accept a few copper coins from you with a cheeky face?" Zhang Wuji said with a pretended angry look.

"Yes, what Zhang's head said is very true, it's me who is vulgar. Finally, with the expectant looks of the people, the king came to the table and sat down.

Zhang Wuji said: "Take off the veil, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Wang Chonggui gritted his teeth, then took off the veil, and when Zhang Wuji saw the middle and old man's snot flowing sideways, and some of them even flowed to his mouth, he immediately felt nauseous.

"Old man, who made you cover your face like this and not wipe your nose off?" Zhang Wuji asked angrily.

"This ...... It was the doctor in the city who said that no matter what, we can't take off the veil, and once we take it off, it will ......."

"Ridiculous remarks, how can you breathe fresh air if you don't wipe your nose clean?" Zhang Wuji said angrily.

"Zhang's ......"

"Old man, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about these quacks, it's really wrong. After Zhang Wuji got angry, he asked the old man to stretch out his hand.

After pulling out the pulse, I felt that the old man was short of breath and panting, and preliminarily concluded that he should have what is called tracheitis in modern times, and his throat was inflamed.

"Old man, do you feel uncomfortable breathing, your nose is blocked, and sometimes you want to cough but can't cough up phlegm?" asked Zhang Wuji after a long silence.

"Yes, yes, that's how I feel, in addition, it rained heavily two days ago, and we were drenched in the rain and weak, but now we are only slightly better," Wang Chonggui said anxiously.

"This is a condition caused by a respiratory infection, and in addition, the rain is due to a cold, which causes the wind and cold to enter the body, the food is tasteless, the whole body is weak and weak, and the headache and fever are not?"

"Yes, the symptoms are like this, we have no money and can only grab some grass outside to boil hot water to drink. After Wang Chonggui finished speaking, he had a dejected look on his face, originally they all had some savings in the city, but because they were sick, they were kicked out, and the assets in the city were confiscated by the magistrate.

Although they were unwilling, the magistrate was the absolute authority in this one-third of an acre, and they could only be driven out of this big valley to take shelter from the wind and rain.

"Old man, your illness is easy to solve, don't worry! ”

Then Zhang Wuji checked their pulses one by one, and separated a bunch of tracheitis, another bunch of people with influenza, and a few of them with asthma.

These people were sorted by Zhang Wuji, and then took out a pen and paper and asked them to go to the nearby mountains to collect medicine.

Everyone was ordered to leave, and soon a lot of honeysuckle, Chuanbei, pipa and other medicinal materials were collected.

Some of these medicinal materials were chopped by Zhang Wuji, some were crushed into medicinal powder, and some were picked into roots and directly put in a pot to boil the medicine.

"Master, do you still need any medicinal herbs?" someone came to Zhang Wuji's side and asked.

"No need for the time being, these medicinal materials I told you today are divided into three categories, one is to treat your throat inflammation, sore throat, respiratory tract infection, one is to treat asthma, and the other is to treat influenza. "Zhang Wuji taught them in the crowd about medicinal herbs, what medicine to mix and what medicine to produce and what effect it would have.

They are all very studious, because they have suffered and know that it is not easy to get sick, first, they have no money to get medicine, and second, they are driven out of the city by others, for fear that they will infect everyone, so they are isolated.

If they had the money to get medicine, or if they knew what medicine could cure their disease, they wouldn't have to be isolated.

Zhang Wuji almost taught them by hand, and after boiling the medicine, everyone drank it, although it was very bitter, but they believed that the medicine must have an effect.

Everyone ate three bowls of Chinese medicine a day, and their symptoms gradually improved, looking at this scene, Zhang Wuji's heart was full of pride.

Following.

The sky was slightly bright, Zhang Wuji saw that everyone's condition was under control, and he informed others that he was going to Sichuan and Shu to participate in the Qingcheng faction's sword debate.

Hundreds of people sent Zhang Wuji together, and some young strong men said: "Zhang, thank you for saving us, I will go to Wudang after I explain the matter, I want to join Wudang and practice martial arts to strengthen my body." ”

"Me too, I also want to practice martial arts to strengthen my body, I hope Zhang Zhangmen can take us in. ”

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "If you go to Wudang and meet refugees on the way, you can invite them to go with you and find the temporary head Su Yuxiao, and she will give you a full meal." ”

"Thank you, ...... boss"

"Ding Dong"