Chapter 3052 Chapter 3054 [Save the dying and heal the wounded]

   "Jiaxuan, take it." Mr. Leng reminded.

  Bai Jiaxuan hesitated for a while, but finally accepted it.

   Seeing this, Xiang Nan smiled.

  The villagers were envious when they saw it.

   "So, this fairy is still reasonable."

   "This fairy is still very fair in doing things."

   "As expected of a god, it's a generous move."

  The villagers talked a lot, and the fear of Xiang Nan was greatly reduced, and they were still in awe.

   Xiang Nan gave Bai Jiaxuan more money, and that's the meaning.

  He didn't want their father and son to be squeezed out by the people of Bailu Village, and he wasn't interested in the messy things in the village, but he didn't want to move to Xi'an City, which was eighty miles away.

  Because although Bailu Village has a lot of troubles, it is still much more peaceful than Xi'an City.

  If Xiang Nan wants to live in Bailu Village, he can't make enemies with everyone. The best way to get along is to be respectful and fearful, and stay away from each other.

   In this way, those bad things can't find him, and he can live a peaceful life.

  …

  After buying the land, construction of the new house started immediately.

  Five cents and four centimeters of land, about 360 square meters, enough to build a large house.

  So for the next month or so, this land will be quite lively.

  A construction team of dozens of people is busy here, and all the bricks are used to build the house.

   Unlike other people who use adobe, or like Lu Zilin's house and Bai Jiaxuan's house, the adobe is covered with a layer of green bricks, disguised as a house built with green bricks.

  Xiang Nan's suite will be lived in for at least 30 to 40 years, and it won't work unless it is properly built.

  During the construction of the house, people in the village basically came to help.

   Helping with muddying, bricklaying, beam erecting, cooking, and grocery shopping...

  Xiang Nan made a big deal, and dun dun white flour steamed buns and stewed vegetables were far better than what these townspeople usually eat, so they were naturally happy to help.

   Let's ask Xiang Nan for a favor. This is a fairy coming down to earth, and it is possible to ascend to become a fairy in the future. If they have a good relationship, they may also become a fairy in the future;

  Secondly, it is not busy in winter. They are also idle at home, and they have to eat when they are idle. If you come here to help, you can save two meals a day, and the food is good.

   This account, they can naturally calculate it.

  …

   But when everyone was busy building houses, Xiang Nan was leisurely, not participating in these things at all.

  Because he is now a disciple of the gods, can the disciples of the gods get involved in these mundane things? How about style.

   Therefore, he basically practiced kungfu every day, or showed off his light kung fu, so that the people would maintain awe of him...

  As time went by, people with a radius of tens of miles, or even hundreds of miles, gradually knew that there was a fairy in Bailu Village, who was extremely capable.

  Can soar through the clouds and ride the fog, can call the wind and call the rain, can predict the future, can sow beans into soldiers... All in all, the transmission is getting better and better.

  However, there are not many people who believe it, and many people question it. After all, hearing is believing, seeing is believing. I haven't seen it with my own eyes, who believes that there are gods in the world.

  But there were still some people, with the idea that they would rather believe in something than nothing, came to the original place, found Xiang Nan, and knelt down with a plop.

   "God, please, save my son." A man in his thirties knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xiang Nan.

   There was a child standing in front of him, and his little face was sallow, as if it had been painted with yellow paint. Both eyes are lifeless, and everything is numb. And standing there trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

  Xiang Nan could tell at a glance that he had hepatitis, and it was most likely hepatitis A. This kind of disease is mainly caused by eating unclean things.

  In ancient times, such diseases were very common, and the fatality rate was very high.

   "Get up, I'm not a god, I haven't cultivated yet." Xiang Nan waved his hand.

   "God, I beg you, save my son." The man still kowtowed.

   "That's all." Xiang Nan nodded, "I think you are sincere, so let me save you."

  Afterwards, he wrote a prescription for that person.

  The paper, pen, ink, and inkstone were all borrowed from Bai Jiaxuan.

  Because Lu San never went to school, the pole was lying on the ground, and he didn't know how to read one. Not to mention pen and ink at home, there is no paper to wipe the butt.

   "Take it to Mr. Leng to get the medicine." Xiang Nan said.

  The person who came quickly picked up the child and went there with a thousand thanks.

  …

  Mr. Leng looked at the prescription, then at the child's illness, and at the words on the prescription, he was shocked.

   After grabbing the medicine and sending the man away, he brought the prescription to find Mr. Zhu of Bailu Academy.

   "Mr. Zhu, look at this word~" He handed over the prescription and said.

  Mr. Zhu took a look, and he was overwhelmed.

  Because the prescription is an excellent running script, flamboyant and phoenix dancing, with iron and silver hooks, flying and elegant, written with great momentum, it is really a rare good handwriting.

   "Which master wrote this prescription?" Mr. Zhu asked curiously.

   "You may not believe it, but Hei Wa wrote it." Mr. Leng explained.

  Mr. Zhu was a little surprised when he heard this.

  He has never believed that Xiang Nan is a disciple of the gods.

  Because Zi doesn't talk about strange powers, there are no gods and monsters in this world.

  He has traveled far and wide, and has seen a lot. He has never seen anything like it.

  So he just thought that Xiang Nan was pretending to be a ghost to fool these people.

  But seeing this good handwriting now, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

  Because he knew that Hei Wa had never been to school and could not read at all.

   Moreover, even if he could read, he would never be able to write so well.

  Because it takes at least twenty years of skill to write such a good handwriting.

  The key is to copy the copybooks of celebrities and famous artists, so that they can learn from each other's strengths and make up for their weaknesses. It's not a car behind closed doors, just swipe and pull a few times.

  Heiwa is a child, where can I find famous people’s copybooks to copy? ! If he hadn't been reincarnated, where would he have learned such a good handwriting? !

   It was so strange that he felt that his three views had been shaken.

"What's more important is that I read this prescription, and it's really good. It's a perfect combination." Mr. Leng said again, "Jaundice is a terminal disease, but this prescription can clear away heat and detoxify, remove dampness and stasis, and soothe the liver. Expelling heat, invigorating the gallbladder and reducing jaundice, may really be able to save this incurable disease."

  Mr. Zhu frowned when he saw Mr. Leng saying that.

  Hepatitis A was also known as jaundice at the time, and it was indeed a terminal illness. Once acquired, it is rarely cured.

  If this prescription can really cure jaundice, that would be really great.

  Perhaps, Xiang Nan is a real immortal.

   "It doesn't matter whether he is a **** or not, as long as he doesn't harm the people, but helps them instead, then let him go." Mr. Zhu thought for a while.

  He was originally worried that Xiang Nan would confuse the public with false rumors, plot evil, and harm the people, so he has always been wary of him.

  Mr. Leng nodded upon hearing this.

  (end of this chapter)