Chapter 127: Lotus Blossom Plague‑Cleansing Oral Liquid

Nan Qinghuan startled; indeed, Ying didn't believe Rongdi would be content to leave like that.

She was about to explain, but Ying gently lowered his head, nipped her little ear, blew warm breath by it, his voice extremely gentle, "What did he tell you? Tell me."

Just now he was watching closely; he only left after hearing what Rongdi said to Nan Qinghuan.

What exactly did they say? Nan Qinghuan felt a ticklish itch she could not bear, tried to push him away forcefully, but found he was holding her tightly; she recalled the whispered words Rongdi had said, and a chill ran down her spine.

She grabbed his arm, "Ying, he'll come again."

She isn't foolish; she knows what Rongdi is thinking. To put it bluntly, Rongdi merely counted on her being unable to cure the Wolf Tribe's plague, so he's toying with her, waiting for her to fail, for the tribe to be wiped out, and then seizing the Wolf Tribe would be a piece of cake.

Rongdi talks sweetly, saying he'll hand the tribe over to her, but she doesn't believe his nonsense!

Ying naturally knows Rongdi won't easily spare the Wolf Tribe; he gently released Nan Qinghuan. Freed, she was a bit startled by his favor; this time the man didn't get needlessly jealous, which was a good thing for her.

At least the trust between them is growing.

"Qinghuan, let's go."

He held Nan Qinghuan's hand and led her back to the Wolf Tribe, saying as they walked, "He'll of course come again; this raid only broke the Wolf Tribe's entrance method, his departure was also extreme. Do you really think he'll be afraid you'll hurt him and give up the juicy meat he's got?"

Nan Qinghuan stared at Ying in astonishment; his eyes were bright, reflecting her own image. She knew he was gradually letting go, letting her handle things, and slowly tempering some of his stubbornness.

That's good; she didn't expect this outing to make Ying curb his hot temper and his habit of getting needlessly jealous. It's certainly progress.

She's pleased with Ying's change and glad that he's also seen through Rongdi's mind.

Nan Qinghuan was grateful that Ying hadn't stopped her, and to reward him she halted, stepped onto his big foot, rose onto tiptoe to kiss his chin, slipped her arm around his neck, smiling brightly, "My Ying is truly amazing; you know everything Rongdi thinks."

Ying was stunned; the reward came too suddenly. Nan Qinghuan's initiative to kiss him made his breathing unsteady; if it weren't now, he'd find a place to cherish her properly.

To ease his longing.

"Qinghuan, I…"

"Ying and Heavenly Maiden have returned."

Not far away, A Qi saw them return and was overjoyed; A Qi hadn't liked Nan Qinghuan before, but if she hadn't stepped in tonight the tribe would be gone.

A Qi no longer dared to be reckless with Nan Qinghuan; on the contrary, now she treats her with great respect and admiration.

"Heavenly Maiden, Ying, thank you both for driving back the enemy this time. Yao has nothing to thank us for; on behalf of the tribe I kneel, please accept my bow."

Yao was about to kneel in thanks, but Nan Qinghuan quickly told him to stand, "Yao, get up; we can't accept your kneeling. Listen, although Rongdi has temporarily left, he hasn't given up on occupying this place, so Yao, your tribe must unite; to protect the tribe you can only rely on yourselves."

"Rely on yourselves?"

Yao didn't understand her meaning; suddenly a cold wind swept in, and for an instant he felt dizzy, unsteady, and almost fell. Asu hurried forward and steadied him, "Yao, what's wrong?"

The atmosphere inside the towering Treehouse grew tense.

When Nan Qinghuan took Yao's pulse, her expression darkened; trouble—Yao had also fallen ill.

No, she couldn't find those Herbal Medicines now; it seemed she'd have to try something in the space.

"Qinghuan, how's it going?"

Ying had originally planned to leave, but Yao's incident forced him to stay; otherwise, if they turned and left, Rongdi's men would return and slaughter them. He still couldn't bear to see the Wolf Tribe eradicated.

Nan Qinghuan said nothing; Ying also knew Yao must have been infected. She rose, looked at Ying, then at the expectant tribe, "You all go out, let me think of a solution."

"Go out? Qinghuan, I won't go out; I'll stay here to help you."

Saying that, Ying moved to stand beside her; he didn't want to leave her even for a moment.

This time Nan Qinghuan refused to let him stay; Yao carried the plague, and if Ying got infected what then? "You also go out and close the door; no one may enter."

Ying: "…"

"Ying, listen to Heavenly Maiden; we'll go out and wait for news."

Asu is the tribe's strongman; he was summoned by Yao this time to save the tribe, but he hadn't expected the tribe to be rescued by the Heavenly Maiden.

Seeing Nan Qinghuan insist on leaving, Ying believed her and went out; after he left, Nan Qinghuan hurried to close the wooden door. When no one remained, she instantly whispered "space," and in an instant the Space Mall magically appeared inside the small Treehouse.

Because she had previously saved a Cannibal Tribe member and earned great merit, this Third Extreme Space had already opened, offering more choices inside.

She still couldn't obtain some of the Seeds she needed, but she could take some medical equipment; she needed modern devices to test Yao's blood and formulate medicine from the case analysis.

Quickly she found a syringe and some antibiotics; the fine needle pierced Yao's wrist artery, and soon a jar of fresh blood was drawn.

Then she began to analyze the blood with the instruments; to her surprise, the Ancient People's blood was astonishingly similar to modern humans'.

Similarity allows analysis; there is hope!

Dawn was breaking, and a golden ray streaked across the sky.

Early in the morning, Ying saw Nan Qinghuan still inside, so he prepared washing water for her, filling a clay pot with clear water to the brim.

Seeing there was still no news, he grew worried; if Yao died, the tribe might blame Qinghuan.

He hadn't wanted Qinghuan to stay and cause trouble; he intended to take her away. Now he no longer expects the Divine Medicine left by A Father; Qinghuan said she'd bear his child, she said she could, so he stopped worrying.

"Asu, go ask what they need inside."

Asu was about to open the door, but inside Nan Qinghuan had already opened the wooden door and, looking weary, stepped out.

"Heavenly Maiden."

"Qinghuan, how's it going?"

Ying stepped forward and supported her; seeing her fatigue, he felt a pang of sympathy, "How is it?"

Nan Qinghuan, weary, yawned and looked at the expectant eyes, "Don't worry, I already know what disease this is; the food they ate was the problem, causing the infection."

After speaking, she glanced at Asu, slightly frowning, "You're called Asu?"

Her eyes were red from a sleepless night; Asu nodded, "I'm Asu, Heavenly Maiden, you just said this is a disease? Isn't it a Curse?"

Nan Qinghuan was speechless; these Ancient People truly can't explain anything—everything is blamed on a Curse.

Curse: "This pot won't bear it."

She quickly shook her head, "There aren't that many curses; the Heavenly God has no time to curse you. You burned everything the tribe used, and warned them not to eat snakes, worms, mice, or ants again. This plague came from eating those things. Fortunately, Ying and I don't eat them, so we're fine."

It was the food that went wrong, thankfully not person‑to‑person transmission.

Hearing this, Ying immediately understood; the problem was the food. He had long told A Father those items shouldn't be over‑eaten, but A Father didn't listen.

"Qinghuan, how do we save them?"

Nan Qinghuan thought for a moment, then looked at Asu, "Is there a Medicine Mountain here?"

Asu, having heard it was not a Curse but a disease, his young face instantly brightened, "Medicine Mountain exists; Shamaness A Qing knows where, and the High Priest also knows where."

"I've also examined them; they all show only mild symptoms. Drinking the medicine I brewed will improve them a lot. Bring them over; I have business with them."

Ying knew she wanted to look for Herbal Medicine with them, "Qinghuan, shall I help?"