Chapter 403: Still soft

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The new Lincheng continues north, is an endless saline-alkali land, originally had less achievements, plus the plague, Lin Luoran and Sang Tsang all the way, has seen many villagers go to the sky, time in summer, roadside A smoky crater, a disgusting burnt smell straight into the human nose.
Ten rooms and nine empty, who is also patient to harvest the sloppy wheat, the saline-alkali land is mostly deserted, and all the burning in the big pit is dead.
The ragged poor, after the death, there are no straw mats in the body, and the black and swollen face is unwilling to look at the blue sky again... Of course there is no such opportunity, a torch is thrown down, and the smell of human flesh is stinky. Bad news.
Lin Luoran began to think about the sword and slowly faded away. The salty land of this white flower seems to have some kind of power to pull, let her smile condense, and the speed of the road is getting slower and slower.
The Penglai Xianshan, which has been pursued for more than a decade, is close at hand, and the balance in Lin Luoran’s heart is gradually tilting.
Another village without people, she found a thin girl under the banyan tree. The lips are black and there are small red spots on the wrist that represent the symptoms of the plague. The body is so thin that the cheeks are edgy and ugly.
When Lin Luoran discovered her, the little girl had already burned in confusion, barely opened her eyes and looked at it. There was a hope in the muddy eyes, and she whispered her mother. When Lin Luoran squatted down, the little girl saw her appearance. Very disappointed, but no strength to close my eyes.
Lin Luoran’s heart is stagnation, and the front is Penglai Xianshan. Why is there such a pain in the world? Isn’t this the land of Xianshan?
All the way to see the scene of the ten room and nine empty, like the sorrow of repeated brewing, her heart is sour, a tear fell in the neck of the little girl who had been infected with the plague.
The silent sang sang looked at her, and she never thought that the mysterious and powerful "Imperial Man" in his heart would cry.
Lin Luoran hugged the little girl, and she already had a decision in her heart.
Sang dragged back and took two steps back. The immortal was strong. He was infected with this plague, but it was extremely terrible.
Lin Luoran chose a sunshade and bright earthen wall, laid some clean straw, put the little it, she checked the little girl with aura, and found that the vitality was bleak, and there was another black silk wandering inside. Let the fresh cells retreat from necrosis... is that the cause?
Just like the ubiquitous gray fog on the earth, the principle of healing is very simple. It is infected with viral bacteria. The immune system in the body can't defeat the invading virus. If there is Lin Luoran's spiritual help, the cells are full of vitality, but it is easy to turn defeat into victory. .
However, there are countless civilians infected with the plague in Laos. She wants to treat them one by one, but it is not allowed for spiritual time.
For the first time, she only felt the wonderful use of space.
In this case, it is really a life-saving baby. Even Ling Dan can refine, Lin Luoran's understanding of the case is far from being comparable to the general doctor. After examining the little girl's body, she already has a prescription. If you want to save someone, of course, there is no problem. If you want to save other people, she still lacks the main medicine.
Of course, the medicinal herbs are not the focus. The little girl was already on her death, and she couldn't wait for her to simmer and take medicine. Lin Luoran decided to save her with spiritual power.
Sang Dao only saw Lin Luoran's hand on the little girl's wrist, and a green light flashed, and he took back his hand.
"Hopeless?"
Lin Luoran glanced at him, and the indifference in his eyes made the sang drag stiff.
The spiritual power she entered was strangled with the virus, which aroused the vitality of the little girl's own cells. After a quarter of an hour, the little girl's skin overflowed with a layer of black smelly sweat. This is not a wash, but a detoxification.
Lin Luoran touched her forehead and burned back. There are still some poisons in the body, and life is no big deal.
"I want to change her clothes, you should not want to see it?"
Sang dragged away from the earthen wall and swayed at the entrance of the village. Lin Luoran smashed a soil system and a deep pit appeared on the ground. On the side of the gesture, there was a clear spring in the dry saline-alkali pit, and then a fireball was not included, which turned into a bath of suitable temperature.
Lin Luoran took off the dirty clothes of the little girl and put her in the pool.
In the space, I found a few Chinese herbs pinched in my hands, and when I spread them, I baked them into powder. Sprinkle the powder in the pool, Lin Luoran felt a small potency, more satisfied.
Looking at the little girl's skinny skinny, she hadn't eaten anything compared to being left in the village. Lin Luoran sighed and took out the pot and cooked a bowl of mushroom lean meat porridge for her. Rice is produced in the space. The new mushroom is picked. The lean meat is a small piece of monster meat. It is full of energy and is not suitable for the thin body with exhausted blood. It is suitable for this little girl to drink.
The rice stove slowly floated out of the rice scent, and the porridge was not cooked. Lin Luoran found a dress from the space for her. The line was dismantled, then cut down, and the flying needle was routed. Soon she changed two sets of skirts for girls of six or seven years old.
When Sang traced the porridge, he found a soup pond near the earthen wall.
The little girl who was thin and ugly in the past was already awake. There was still some swelling on the face, but the body was replaced with a silk dress. The sparse yellow hair was tied with two small sugar-packed hair bands of the same color hair band, and I was looking at the pot of meat porridge.
Sang squinted at the tip of the eye and found that the erythema of the little girl's wrist had faded, leaving only a trace of almost invisible.
How did this happen?
"She is called Ximei, Ximei. He is called Sang."
The little girl grabbed Lin Luoran with one hand and did not loosen it. She asked with some hoarse voice: "Sister Lin, is the silkworm baby eating mulberry leaves?"
Sang drags the eyes and twitches, Lin Luoran Wen Sheng explained, Ximei is not literate, do not understand the difference between the two. Fortunately, she finally decided to call Sang Ye brother, and let the seven emperors feel relieved at the same time, and felt very weird.
And Lin Luoran a generation, God knows that she has been practicing the old monster for many years, also called the little girl called her sister, so good.
The mushroom lean meat porridge is already cold, Lin Luoran used a porcelain bowl to hold a bowl. After a long hungry, it is easy to eat and die, so she only let Xiaomei drink two small bowls of porridge.
Compared with dry food, it is still delicious. This is the first time that Sang Tsang ate Lin Luoran's food. The royal family enjoyed the honor of the world. Even if he was not happy for his father, he would not dare to deduct him from his meals.
However, Sang Tiao has never had such a delicious meat porridge.
Soft and sticky rice, fresh fragrant mushroom granules, soft and chewy unfavorable lean meat, staple food and ingredients, glutinous and vegetarian, soft and hard mix, entangled together and clearly identifiable ingredients, If only these three materials are used, it is not necessary to change the royal chef with decades of experience.
Ximei suddenly cried with a bowl, Lin Luoran thought that the child did not have enough to eat, warm words and comfort, Ximei continued to say that she wanted her brother.
Lin Luoran was dark, and the villagers were all empty. They died without leaving. She was a monk in the Dan, and she could not give her her mother and brother to her.
"The mother is not dead, the mother said that she will be in Shanghai and other sisters... Lin sister, where is Shencheng?"
Where is Shencheng? Lin Luoran looked at the sang, some of the cool seven emperors were drinking porridge, and almost hurriedly blocked the trachea.
"The place we are going to belongs to the jurisdiction of Shencheng."
Lin Luoran nodded, and smiled to ask Ximei, why her mother and brother would go to Shencheng, but she was left in the village.
The younger sister is young and unclear. She only repeatedly said that Shencheng has medicine to cure the disease. There are also very fierce people who are rushing to the uncles in the village, including her mother and her younger brother.
Lin Luoran heard the confusion, is it that the country is fighting civilians in these infected areas?
Twenty-one people in the world have already known that the plague is a large-scale infectious disease. For example, in a certain year, SARS has indeed tried its best to rescue civilians. Does Laos have the power to do so?
If this is the case, Lin Luoran is more admired.
It is arrogant and indifferent as sang, and I heard that the country is spreading drugs in Shencheng and isolating the source of infection. There are also some movements. It is obvious that Penglai has encountered such a plague and has no such power.
The weather was sultry and the firewood was extinguished. Lin Luoran did not bury the soup pond.
There are a lot of medicine powders that can save lives. If infected people are lucky enough to meet them, they can save a life.
The direction of Penglai Xianshan is the same as that of Shencheng, so that Lin Luoran has the best of both worlds. It may be that the plague disaster has been effectively controlled.
There is intuition in her heart, things are not so optimistic.
Lin Luoran still found a gap. In the middle of the road, both Ximei and Sangtu were in a sleep. She broke into the space and planted a large amount of gastrodia on all the vacant land in the space.
The main medicine for treating this epidemic is gastrodia.