Chapter 189: The Kindest Goddess in the World

Bai Wei toured the Beijiang Junying, and the soldiers were very excited and enthusiastic, one after another offering her small gifts.

Before long, her hands were full.

Actually, Bai Wei also felt very embarrassed.

Because she was just an ordinary girl, without the slightest bit of magic power, and certainly not some Goddess.

Two people walked toward her, and as soon as they saw her, they immediately knelt on the ground.

Bai Wei was startled, and when she saw their faces clearly, she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Qin Zhan, Xiao Dabao, why are you kneeling on the ground?"

"Goddess... no, Bai, thank you for saving our lives." Qin Zhan was very emotional, his voice raspy, "Without you, there would be no Northern Frontier Army."

Xiao Dabao was even more tearful and snotty, choking with emotion.

"Bai, I can finally see you! You saved my brother and me, and you saved many others too."

"You are the kindest Goddess in the world, and everyone in Beijiang is very grateful to you!"

Bai Wei knew they were following the customs of the ancients to show her great respect.

"You two get up quickly, there is no need to kneel."

Xiao Moting gave a light cough, "Get up. Bai has been seeing patients all night and needs to rest."

The two then stood up from the ground and stood respectfully to the side.

Accompanied by Xiao Moting, Bai Wei finally left the military camp and arrived in front of the temporary tent housing the wounded soldiers.

The Military Doctor was guarding the entrance, and as soon as he saw the two, he hurried forward and bowed with cupped hands.

Xiao Moting asked in a deep voice, "How are the wounded soldiers doing?"

"Reporting to the Prince, Bai's medical skills are formidable; the wounded soldiers she treated last night are all recovering well."

"The soldiers who had gone mad have also regained their clarity."

Bai Wei let out a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on her face.

"That's great, everyone is alright..."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard the Military Doctor's voice again.

"However... the situation for Captain Xiao of the Assault Team is very dire."

"What?" Bai Wei's smile instantly froze, and she asked anxiously, "Xiao Liujin? How is he?"

The Military Doctor hesitated, "This..."

"Forget it, I'll go in and see." Bai Wei didn't have time to say more; she lifted the tent flap and stepped inside in two or three strides.

Inside the tent.

Xiao Liujin's thin, small body lay on the bed, his face flushed red.

Bai Wei quickly reached out and touched his forehead, immediately feeling a scorching heat, as if she had touched charcoal.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Oh no, Liujin has a fever."

Bai Wei hurriedly stood up and quickly wrote a list of medicines, telling the Military Doctor to go get them.

She had teleported many medicines to the Northern Frontier Camp, and the Military Doctor had brought a portion of them along when the army came to lay siege to the city.

Yesterday, she had injected the mad soldiers with the Antidote Injection, and everyone had regained their clarity, except for Xiao Liujin.

He was too young, and he had ingested too much Talisman Water; he had been on the verge of death, and it was Bai Wei who had saved him in time.

But...

The toxins had invaded Xiao Liujin's bloodstream; although his life had been saved, he still could not wake up.

The Military Doctor brought the medicine.

Bai Wei hurriedly took a pillow, helped Xiao Liujin sit up and lean against it, and then, holding a small spoon, fed it into Xiao Liujin's mouth bit by bit.

The medicinal soup flowed down from the corner of Xiao Liujin's mouth, staining Bai Wei's clothes.

She didn't care at all, still holding the spoon and patiently feeding him bit by bit.

The Military Doctor stood behind her, and seeing her feed the medicine, everyone was moved.

"Bai truly has the benevolent heart of a healer."

Xiao Liujin had already fallen into a coma.

In his delirium, he seemed to have returned to his childhood...

In his dream.

Snow filled the sky, falling one after another from the air, dyeing the world a silvery white.

On the thick snow, two ragged children were stumbling forward.

Their village had been ransacked by barbarian cavalry; the villagers were either killed or starved to death, and they were the only two brothers who had escaped the village alive.

Xiao Dabao carried Xiao Liujin on his back, walking with difficulty through the snow, not knowing how long they had been walking.

He was not even ten years old, his small face frozen red, and he had chilblains on his ears.

Xiao Liujin on his back was even younger, as thin as a bean sprout.

He closed his eyes weakly, listless.

"Big Brother, I'm so hungry, so cold... I want to sleep..."

Xiao Dabao was startled, his heart filled with anxiety.

"Liujin, don't sleep, you won't be able to wake up if you close your eyes. Big Brother will go find you something to eat right now."

There were still signs of life in this village, so he hurriedly looked around and quickly ran to the gate of a courtyard with smoke rising from the chimney.

This courtyard was large, with three rows of houses, looking like the home of a wealthy family.

In the courtyard, a middle-aged woman was leading a little boy, warming themselves by a fire.

Both of them were wearing brand-new, thick cotton robes; they were the wealthy people of the village.

In the courtyard, there sat a large basket of raw sweet potatoes.

A pile of glowing red firewood was burning in the yard, with seven or eight sweet potatoes tossed into the fire to roast.

The sweet potatoes were already roasted through, their skins charred black, sizzling with oil and exuding a sweet fragrance.

Xiao Dabao could not help but swallow hard.

Want to eat...

He stood at the gate and spoke timidly, "Ma'am, my younger brother and I haven't eaten in three days, and my brother is about to starve to death; could you please give us a little something to eat..."

The little boy in the yard turned his head and spotted them.

"Mom, there are beggars."

The middle-aged woman turned her head, saw the two of them, and immediately picked up a broom to drive them away, "Get lost, don't come begging at my house."

Xiao Dabao hurriedly shielded his younger brother, taking a heavy blow on his arm.

While fending off the blows, he pleaded.

"Ma'am, we are truly too hungry; please, let us eat the sweet potato skins on the ground."

But the broom fell upon him like raindrops, accompanied by fierce cursing.

"Get out! I wouldn't even feed this to a dog, let alone a beggar!"

Xiao Dabao could not bear the beating any longer and had no choice but to carry Xiao Liujin on his back and flee outside.

He knocked on the doors of several more houses, wanting only a little something to eat.

However, not a single household opened their door.

Xiao Dabao was cold and hungry, still carrying Xiao Liujin on his back; the chilblains on his feet broke, leaving a trail of bright red blood on the snowy ground...

He was truly too hungry.

Xiao Dabao carried Xiao Liujin on his back and returned to the gate of that wealthy village household.

He stood under a tree, watching longingly, desperately sniffing the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes in the air, hoping to ease his hunger with it.

The scent of the sweet potatoes was very sweet and fragrant, but the more he smelled it, the hungrier he became.

In the courtyard, the middle-aged woman who had just driven them away with a broom was adding firewood to the charcoal, instructing her son with a loving tone.

"A Hai, don't play for too long, be careful not to freeze your hands."

Her son was about the same age as Xiao Dabao, wearing Cotton Clothes and cotton shoes, and even wearing a little tiger-head hat on his head; one look and it was clear he was the treasure of the family.

He grabbed a snowball and smashed it against the tree.

"Mom, I'm not afraid."

"My dad is a hero in the Yuan Family Army, and in the future, I want to be a hero just like him."

The middle-aged woman walked over with a smile, touched his head, broke open a sweet potato, and handed it to her son.

"A Hai is a good boy, in the future, you will surely be a great hero too."

"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good once the sweet potato gets cold."

"I want to practice martial arts, don't bother me." The boy swatted the woman's hand away.

Yet the woman did not show the slightest impatience, her gaze toward her son filled with love.

Xiao Dabao stood under the tree, watching this mother and son.

He also thought of his own father and mother.

At this moment, Xiao Liujin's weak voice came from behind him.

"Big Brother, where are our mom and dad, and our older brother and sister, where did they all go..."

Xiao Dabao subconsciously hugged his younger brother tighter.

"Liujin, Mom and Dad are no longer here; they, along with Second Brother and Third Sister... were all buried alive by bad people."

"Buried alive?" Xiao Liujin was still too young to understand, opening his ignorant eyes, "Then... can we dig them out? I miss Mom and Dad so much..."

"There are no more Mom and Dad." Xiao Dabao muttered, holding Xiao Liujin tight, "From now on, we are orphans..."

In the courtyard ahead, the happy laughter of the mother and son drifted over.

"Mom, look at my snowball, was my aim accurate!"

"Our A Hai is the most amazing."