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Han Feng attempted to control his horse with one hand, the Devouring Prison Sword lying horizontally in his arms, his sickly younger sister Yun Ji in his left arm, and an umbrella held in his right hand to shield her from the wind and rain.
"Faster, faster!"
At that moment, his face was filled with anxiety and worry.
The sudden downpour caused the temperature to drop sharply, and little Yunji, who was only one year old, unfortunately caught a cold and was currently suffering from a high fever.
That round, adorable, and tender little face was unusually red at that moment.
The usually lively and energetic little girl now had her eyes closed, looked listless, and appeared weak and powerless.
"020 Yunji, you must hold on, brother will take you to see a doctor right away."
To help his younger sister fight off her high fever, Han Feng tried to channel his Xuanbing True Qi into his body, making his left arm as cold as frost, and gently placed it on Yun Ji's burning forehead to help lower her temperature.
As a boy who looks young but is mature inside.
He was well aware of one fact.
The common cold, a seemingly ordinary ailment, has remained uncured despite thousands of years of research and practice by countless physicians.
Those cases where the condition seems to improve after taking medication.
In essence, the medication temporarily stimulates the body's own immunity, allowing the immune system to eliminate the virus on its own, thereby relieving cold symptoms.
No matter how advanced technology becomes a thousand years from now, we will still be helpless against the common cold.
That is precisely because they understand this.
Han Feng knew in his heart that whether his sister Yun Ji could survive this ordeal depended entirely on her own immune system.
All external medications are merely auxiliary tools.
However, with proper external assistance, the body's immune system can function better and clear pathogens more easily.
He spurred his horse on, galloping swiftly through the rain.
Despite his extreme anxiety, Han Feng could only head towards the area inhabited by the Chu people, intending to forcibly seize people and inquire about the doctor's whereabouts.
"I hope the doctor isn't a quack, and that we're not too far apart."
"Otherwise, Yunji might not be able to hold on."
The torrential rain was like a waterfall, covering the sky and the earth.
All that remains of the world seems to be the sound of raindrops hitting the tips of leaves; all other sights have become blurred and indistinct.
The young man, carrying his infant sister in his arms, galloped on horseback. The fierce wind and torrential rain in front of him were all shielded by the oil-paper umbrella he held tightly in his hand, creating a peaceful and safe haven for the weak baby girl in his arms.
"Yunji, you must hold on!"
A burning sensation emanated from his left palm, lingering for a long time, causing Han Feng great anxiety.
But now I am in a foreign land, with no relatives or friends around me.
Fortunately, he had diligently studied the language of Chu; otherwise, he wouldn't even have been able to ask for directions. However, misfortune struck again when his white horse stepped into a puddle.
The ground was extremely slippery, and the horse lost its footing and fell to the ground instantly.
The white horse lay on its side, neighing sadly, trying to get up, but its front hoof was broken and it was too late.
"Damn it!"
Han Feng cursed inwardly, recalling that split second of rapid evasion...
This caused the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to be badly damaged.
A torrential downpour poured down, seemingly trying to wash away the blood and gore of the land. Left with no other choice, Han Feng could only take off his outer garment.
He held his younger sister, who had a persistent high fever, tightly in his arms, trying his best to shield her from the wind and rain.
"We can't waste any more time here, otherwise..."
257. I heard about Jinghu Medical Valley
Han Feng's heart sank as he touched Yun Ji's burning forehead again.
He immediately made up his mind, took off the heavy bamboo box from his back and threw it aside, gripped the hilt of the Fire-Eating Sword tightly in his right hand, and stood in front of Yun Ji, like an indestructible barrier.
He looked up, gazing at the muddy road where the rain was pouring down.
His eyes were filled with the tenacity and determination to fight against fate.
"As long as your brother is still alive, you will be fine."
For the first time, he fully activated the fiery true energy within his body to strengthen himself, and then ran wildly, like a wolf or tiger, shuttling through the torrential rain.
His speed became increasingly rapid.
Like a fleeting, elusive phantom.
No matter how fierce the rain, it could not shake the boy's determination to protect his sister.
In fact, because of its extremely fast running speed,
The rain curtain in front of him was compressed and deformed, forming an arc of water that changed with his body shape.
Water vapor spreads, rapidly cooling and condensing.
Behind him, a string of crystal-clear ice crystals remained, both beautiful and dreamlike.
After running for several miles,
Han Feng barged into a settlement of Chu people, his face cold and stern. With a quick glance, he immediately locked onto an elderly man with white hair.
"Quick, tell me, where is the doctor?"
He took a few steps closer and asked urgently in the Chu language.
The white-haired old man was slightly taken aback when he saw Han Feng's face. Then he felt a large, iron-like hand grip his neck tightly, as if his throat would be snapped in the next moment.
The old man was filled with extreme fear and dared not hesitate any longer.
He quickly pointed northeast.
"There it is."
Before he finished speaking, he felt the pressure on his neck disappear.
The little boy in front of me had already disappeared.
"There are indeed doctors there, but he was bitten by a poisonous snake a couple of days ago while gathering herbs in the mountains," the old man muttered to himself, adding to what he hadn't finished saying earlier.
But Han Feng, who was speeding away, naturally couldn't hear these words.
When Han Feng tried to find the doctor the white-haired old man had mentioned,
His heart sank.
In front of the doctor's door, people were hanging white lanterns and white cloths, and they were talking about the doctor's death that morning.
Clearly, the doctor he was looking for had unfortunately passed away.
"No!"
"Why is this happening?"
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Han Feng murmured, still holding his younger sister, who had a persistent high fever, tightly in his arms, standing there motionless.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" A man heard the noise and turned around to see a little boy, who was not even as tall as his chest, standing in the rain, looking lost and dejected.
"If you want treatment, please leave."
"The doctor from this family went into the mountains to collect herbs a couple of days ago. He was bitten by a poisonous snake and did not survive. He has passed away."
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Hearing these words,
Han Feng snapped out of his daze, stepped forward, grabbed the other man's wrist, and asked urgently, "Does that doctor have any apprentices? Or any relatives who know medicine?"
"I don't think we have this one," the man said, approaching the boy and feeling a pang of sympathy upon seeing the baby girl in the boy's arms.
So he told them everything he knew:
"I heard that the doctor who just passed away was just an ordinary disciple of a medical family."
She moved here alone just two weeks ago, and we don't know if she has any relatives.
"Are there any doctors around?" Han Feng asked anxiously.
"Yes, in a place called Jinghu Medical Valley, where everyone comes from a family of doctors." (The sentence ends abruptly.)
258. Racing Against Death
The man looked at the boy, who seemed nervous yet hopeful, and hesitated for a moment before...
I'll tell you the truth: "However..."
"But what?" Han Feng's heart tightened.
Despite his reluctance, the man revealed the truth: "Jinghu Medical Valley is more than a hundred miles away from here."