SFS Chapter 121 New Difficulties
Chapter 121 New Difficulties
The morning sun shines on the village, which should have been a peaceful scene, but the air is filled with an indescribable unease.
Several villagers staggered towards Xiaoxuan's medical clinic. Their faces were pale and their eyes were empty, as if all the life had been drained away.
One of the elderly women, trembling, leaned against the door frame. Her lips were cracked and her voice was as weak as a mosquito: "Xiaoxuan... I... I feel unwell again..."
The old woman's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
Soon after, more and more villagers flocked to the doctor's house, complaining of the same symptoms: general weakness, dizziness, and chest pain.
These are villagers who have not fully recovered from the previous epidemic. Now their old illnesses have relapsed and they are suffering even more than before.
The family members gathered around them, their faces filled with worry and anxiety. The atmosphere in the entire medical room was so depressing that it was suffocating.
Xiaoxuan tried to remain calm and carefully took the pulse of each patient, but her brows were furrowed more and more.
This disease came on violently, similar to previous epidemics but also different, more like some kind of chronic toxin accumulating and erupting in the body.
She rummaged through the medicine cabinet, hoping to find some herbs that would cure her illness, but discovered that the stock had been used up in previous efforts to combat the epidemic, leaving only a few scattered herbs, which were completely inadequate to cope with the current crisis.
Ding Chen stood beside Xiaoxuan, looking at her anxious expression, feeling distressed.
He held Xiaoxuan's hand, trying to give her some comfort, but found that his hands were also shaking slightly.
The village has finally returned to peace, is it going to fall into panic again?
At this time, Master Murong slowly spoke: "I heard that there is a rare medicinal herb called 'Snow Lotus' in the Western Regions, which may be able to treat this disease. I am willing to go to the Western Regions to find Snow Lotus."
As soon as his words came out, they immediately caused a commotion.
Some agreed, believing that this was the only hope; others opposed, believing that the journey to the Western Regions was long and full of dangers, and that Master Murong would be in great danger of death.
Young Master Murong originally thought that Ding Chen would oppose his trip to the Western Regions to search for medicine for safety reasons, or out of subtle considerations about his relationship with Xiaoxuan.
Unexpectedly, after hearing Master Murong's proposal, Ding Chen not only did not object, but patted him on the shoulder heavily, and his tone was as firm as a rock: "Master Murong, this trip is dangerous. I am worried about you going alone. I will go with you!" Master Murong was stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his deep eyes.
He didn't expect that Ding Chen would agree so readily and even want to go with him.
Ding Chen's eyes were like torches, flashing with a resolute light. He looked around and spoke in a steady and powerful tone, "Xiaoxuan's medical skills are superb, but even a good cook cannot cook without rice. Xuelian is our only hope now, we must try our best!" He turned to face Xiaoxuan, his eyes filled with tenderness and determination, "Xuan'er, don't worry, I will definitely bring Xuelian back, just wait for me!"
Xiaoxuan's eyes were filled with tears. She held Ding Chen's hand tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly.
Although she was extremely reluctant, she understood that Ding Chen's decision was for the entire village and for those villagers who were suffering from illness.
She took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the worry in her heart, and forced a smile and said, "Brother Chen, I will wait for you to come back. You must be safe." She snuggled gently in Ding Chen's arms, feeling his warm embrace, and silently prayed for their safe return.
Master Murong stood aside, watching Ding Chen and Xiaoxuan hugging each other tightly, feeling an indescribable loneliness in his heart.
He stared at Xiaoxuan silently. He coughed lightly, breaking the slightly heavy atmosphere. "There's no time to lose. Let's get going immediately."
Ding Chen gently broke free from Xiaoxuan's arms, gently stroked her hair, and gave her a deep kiss on the forehead: "Wait for me to come back." Then, he resolutely turned around and embarked on the journey to the Western Regions with Master Murong.
They spurred their horses and their figures gradually disappeared in the vast yellow sand.
In the distance, behind a dead tree, a pair of sinister eyes were staring intently at the direction they were leaving...
"Oh, that's really touching." A low voice sounded.
Dust was flying and shouts of killing were deafening.
Dozens of bandits rushed out of the dense forest like hungry wolves, waving swords and swarming towards Ding Chen and Master Murong.
They were dressed in rags, had hideous faces, and their eyes flashed with greed, as if Ding Chen and Master Murong were lambs to be slaughtered.
"Leave your money and I'll spare your life if you know what's good for you!" A bandit leader with a face full of flesh roared viciously, waving the big knife in his hand.
Faced with this sudden attack, Ding Chen and Master Murong were not at all panicked.
Ding Chen's eyes flashed, and he drew the sword from his waist. The sword tip flashed with cold light, like a silver dragon cutting through the air.
He was agile and moved among the bandits like a cheetah, his sword flashing and every move deadly.
Young Master Murong appeared calmer. He dodged the bandits' attacks gracefully, gently waving the folding fan in his hand. He seemed nonchalant, but in fact he was harboring murderous intent.
He seized the opportunity and, with lightning speed, used the ribs of his folding fan to press the acupoints of several bandits, rendering them unable to move instantly.
The surrounding trees suffered in the fierce fight, their branches and leaves broke, and their trunks shook, as if they were trembling with the battle.
The bandits originally thought that the two people in front of them were just ordinary wealthy businessmen, but they did not expect them to be such tough opponents.
Being attacked from both sides by Ding Chen and Master Murong, the bandits were thrown into chaos and their formation was in disarray.
They dodged in a panic, but still could not escape Ding Chen's sharp sword moves and Master Murong's precise acupoint pressing.
The battle ended quickly, and the bandits were defeated and fled in all directions.
Ding Chen and Master Murong stood proudly, their robes fluttering in the wind, like gods descending to earth.
The panicked little animals gradually poked their heads out from their hiding places and looked at everything in front of them curiously.
After the battle, Ding Chen and Master Murong were not in a hurry to leave.
When they examined the bandits' bodies, they found a strange symbol - a black scorpion pattern embroidered on the sleeves of each bandit.
"This logo..." Ding Chen frowned, he seemed to have seen a similar pattern somewhere.
Young Master Murong also noticed this mark. He pondered for a moment and said, "I remember those bandits had similar marks on their bodies..."
Ding Chen suddenly raised his head, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes: "That's right! I remember it too! Could it be..."
He suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on a distant mountain peak that seemed to be hiding some secret...
"Let's go." Ding Chen said in a firm tone and jumped on his horse.
Young Master Murong followed closely behind, and the two of them rushed towards the mountain!