Chapter 801: Seeing She Shan

Perhaps it is because the people of this era have tough lives, or perhaps the bacteria of the present have not yet become so powerful, but Fu, who suffered an obvious open wound and only received simple hemostasis and suturing, now shows absolutely no signs of infection or inflammation; Fu only says his wound is very itchy.

In just seven or eight days, Fu's wound has even begun to heal; at the very least, the place where the skin was sutured now shows signs of scabbing.

If the Baifeng of the past were to see this, Baifeng might be incredibly shocked, for in actual clinical work, one would use all sorts of medicines, ensure daily hygiene and environmental cleanliness, and even perform wound drainage.

Even with such procedures, it is not certain that every patient can successfully pass through the recovery period of a wound; he once encountered a patient who had a hip replacement who stayed in the hospital for a month, yet the wound repeatedly inflamed and infected and simply would not heal.

As for why he remembers this so clearly, it is because he was targeted by medical rioters; the patient's family members brought along a crowd of their friends and relatives to block the entire floor of the operating room, causing all surgeries for that day to be postponed.

Yet the treatment methods and means the team doctor used on Fu, if placed in that era, would not even qualify one to be a village doctor, and yet, Fu is extremely amazed and grateful, even though the ones who shot him and the ones who treated him are the same group of people.

As the saying goes, one can see the big picture from small details; it was from such a small matter that Fu became thoroughly convinced of the strength of Huaxia. After all, could those with such technology be some small tribe? This is even more impressive than the Great Shamans of those large tribes; those Great Shamans still have to perform sacrifices, singing, and dancing, and only then might they be able to heal an injured person.

Moreover, that is not a treatment just anyone can receive; as an ordinary person like him, how could any Great Shaman be willing to expend the effort to communicate with the gods to heal him?

Along this journey, Xiong and the others have also fulfilled their promise to Fu and the others; they only need to lead the way, and they do not need to worry about anything else. Food and water are provided in abundance, and they were even given a Tent for the few of them, so that they have a place to sleep at night and do not need to face the now somewhat chilly nights directly.

Fu and the others naturally like such a Leader; they can eat their fill every day and are not scolded or beaten. Their attitude is very good, but even if Fu and the others wanted to show off a bit, they have no opportunity; all they need to do is lead their path well.

With guides, Xiong and the others truly have not taken a wrong turn along the way, and the paths they have been led on are all passable for cattle and horses, so there is no need to go out of the way. Xiong feels that this decision of his was very correct.

It has been seven or eight days since they set out from Chishe, and in the morning, Fu said to everyone: "Today we should be able to see She Shan. The protrusion of that small mountain looks just like a snake's head; it is very obvious and easy to see."

Xiong and the others were quite happy to hear this news; this can be considered one of the few pieces of good news in the past few days. When they came to attend the gathering last time, they should have already encountered other tribes by now, but this time they have not encountered a single one.

Fu also explained: "We all feel that the places near the Jiangshui Tribe have been cursed; even living nearby might result in punishment. Moreover, at that time, there were indeed many small tribes that perished just like the Jiangshui Tribe."

The tribes that can come to attend the gathering now are far fewer compared to before, so it is normal that we are not encountering any now. Perhaps some tribes that did not come last time do not know where the gathering location is now, or perhaps they have run off to the Jiangshui Tribe again.

But some tribes that originally had to pass through the Jiangshui Tribe now choose to bypass the Jiangshui Tribe. We are an exception; you are not afraid of the curse on the land of the Jiangshui Tribe, but other tribes are afraid, so it is normal not to encounter them."

Fu used his hand to steady a large tree that was growing almost parallel to the ground and said: "A tree this thick was flattened like this, and such a large area is all like this; that disaster was truly too terrifying."

Xi has already become indifferent; even the feeling of nostalgia for one's hometown will not last forever. The past has long since passed, and here, in the present, one can no longer see a trace of what the Jiangshui Tribe looked like. He cannot feel anything familiar at all; according to the distance, they have already walked past the place where the Jiangshui Tribe originally lived, but he did not recognize where it was.

When they stopped at noon in a flat place to prepare for a rest, Fu ran forward a few more steps, bypassed a large cluster of bushes, and then cheered: "I see She Shan! We will be there soon, and there is so much smoke over there."

Upon hearing this, Xiong could not help but stand up and walk in the direction of Fu. Fu very tactfully gave up his position and then pointed in a direction with his finger, saying: "Marshal, look, it is right there."

Although Fu is not yet a true Huaxia person and he does not understand what this "Marshal" means, all the other Huaxia people call him that. It felt strange for him to keep calling him "Leader, Leader," so he followed the Huaxia Soldiers and called him that as well, and no one refuted him or forbade him from calling him that.

Xiong looked in the direction Fu was pointing, and sure enough, there was a mountain peak that looked like a cliff. The entire cliff face truly looked like a snake's head, and even the few trees sticking out looked like a snake sticking out its tongue.

The entire mountain shape is also slender and long, a straight mountain wall made entirely of stone without a trace of vegetation, and one can even see a small waterfall flowing below. At least from the looks of it now, it is a good place for a gathering; the terrain has distinct landmarks and there is a water source, though what it is like below is unknown—it would be best if it were flat.

Just as Fu said, there are indeed many plumes of smoke drifting up there, which indicates that there are already people there; the gathering has probably already begun.

After looking, Xiong returned and cheered the Soldiers on. The mountain peak can already be seen now, close at hand; they might be able to arrive tonight, and everyone can stop and have a good rest for a few days, no longer having to go on blindly like this, not knowing where to go.

Once the destination is reached and their task is completed, they can go home. With the path they have already trodden, their speed on the way back will be faster, as they are already familiar with the route and do not need to worry about taking a wrong turn.

Xi does not remember there being any place like a snake near the Jiangshui Tribe, or perhaps he went to fewer places and had not seen it, so he also went over to take a look, but returned shaking his head: "I haven't seen it; there really isn't a single familiar place."