Baishui and Caiwei protected Wei Zi and pushed through the crowd.
Wei Zi knelt down and said to the woman who held the child tightly in her arms: "I am a doctor. Lay the child flat on the ground and let me take a look."
When the woman heard the word "doctor", she was like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood and crying: "Are you a doctor? Can you really save my child?"
"Don't panic, lay the child flat on the ground first." Wei Zi did not explain, but just repeated what he just said.
Her tone was gentle and steady. The woman's heart floating in the air suddenly found its way. She carefully followed Wei Zi's words and loosened her hand holding the child tightly.
Wei Zi started to check the child. His breath was extremely weak. No wonder the woman was so desperate. The child was already dying.
Looking further down, I was shocked.
The skin on the child's neck and arms had patches of ulcers.
After taking off his shirt, Wei Zi couldn't help but take a breath: the child's chest, abdomen and back were so ulcerated that not much good skin could be seen. In severe cases, pus was leaking, and even bones could be seen faintly.
"Doctor..." When the woman saw that Wei Zi was silent, she instinctively wanted to reach out and pull her clothes to beg. However, when she saw the luxurious brocade and her outstretched hand stopped in the air, she did not dare to go any further.
Before.
"The child is seriously injured, I can only do my best." Wei Zi said to the woman, her face solemn.
The woman was startled. She thought the noble man would say "I can't do anything", but no, the noble man said "try your best". Is there still a glimmer of hope?
The next moment, the woman was shocked, and the refugees waiting for the soup were also shocked.
I saw Wei Zi carefully covering up the child's clothes, and then reaching out to pick up the child who was covered in wounds, dirty and smelly.
Bai Shui hurriedly said: "I'll do it -"
"He's too seriously injured, I'll take care of it." Wei Zi turned his head and said to the woman, "Follow me."
The woman suddenly came to her senses, wiped away her tears, and followed Wei Zi.
Everyone saw Wei Zi holding the child in her arms, striding towards the Wa Palace in a brilliant light.
Someone in the crowd whispered: "Is that Empress Nuwa..."
"Empress Nuwa——" someone shouted.
"Empress Nuwa, please save us——"
Some of the refugees knelt down, while others kowtowed and shouted in the direction Wei Zi left.
Gui was shocked to see it.
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Wei Zi carried the child into the room specially designed to receive nobles from Takijing.
First, a needle was administered to hang the child's life.
While administering the acupuncture, she also prescribed internal and external medicines. Caiwei wrote them down word for word and hurriedly prepared them. Fortunately, the Taoist priests in the Wa Palace would do free clinics for people and prepared a lot of medicinal materials.
Seeing that the child's breathing was much more stable, Wei Zi began to clean the child's wounds.
I don't know how many times the water was changed, how many cotton cloths and cotton balls were thrown away, before the child's wounds were cleaned up. At this time, Wei Zi's head was already covered in sweat, and Baishui stood aside and used every opportunity to wipe away Wei Zi's sweat.
There is quite a tacit understanding.
Picking Wei was also very fast, and brought the two medicines almost at the same time.
Wei Zi gave the child medicine and spent a lot of effort.
The woman stood aside and was so nervous and panicked at first. It could be seen that Wei Zi saved her child skillfully and calmly, but she slowly calmed down and stared blankly, not daring to say a word.
