Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills-Chapter 896 - : She is the Devil

Chapter 896: She is the Devil

Editor: Henyee Translations

Yi Chuanchuan approached the nearest military doctor, who was his uncle. “Uncle, could you please take a look at them? Otherwise, they might die.”

The doctor’s brows were deeply furrowed. “Is it really that serious?”

Thinking of their condition, Yi Chuanchuan described, “They’re pale, lips are white, sweating profusely, and still feel cold despite being wrapped in blankets.”

Realizing the gravity, the doctor agreed, “Let’s have a look.”

They quickly made their way to the tents of Rong Shenning and Du Zhaolin.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Both were coughing violently, as if competing, which sounded distressing.

Du Zhaolin urged, “Doctor, quick, check me out. I feel cold one moment and hot the next, like I’m in an ice and fire ordeal. It’s unbearably uncomfortable.”

The doctor, with knitted brows, approached Du Zhaolin and checked his pulse.

After checking, the doctor broke into a cold sweat; Du Zhaolin had smallpox, but with even more severe symptoms.

“How can this be?”

Seeing his uncle’s increasingly worried expression, Yi Chuanchuan’s heart raced, “Uncle, what’s wrong?”

The doctor pulled Yi Chuanchuan aside at the tent entrance, cautioning, “Stay here, don’t go near them, and don’t leave. It’s gotten more serious.”

Yi Chuanchuan’s heart thumped wildly, “Uncle, what do you mean by ‘more serious’?”

“Don’t ask too much now, just stay here as I told you,” the doctor instructed.

Yi Chuanchuan nodded, “I understand.” freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

The doctor went back to check Rong Shenning’s pulse; their symptoms were identical, both worsening.

This indicated one thing: the smallpox was becoming even harder to cure.

“Have you taken your medicine?” the doctor asked them.

Du Zhaolin, as if his throat was on fire, replied with difficulty, “Yes, but it’s not improving. doctor, you look pale. What illness do we have?”

The doctor did not answer his question, “Wait until Miss Chu returns, and I’ll examine you again.”

Du Zhaolin felt uneasy, “What do you mean? Aren’t you able to treat us? Why must Miss Chu see us?”

Without responding, the doctor walked to the tent entrance, put on a mask, and headed toward the camp entrance, telling the guard, “When Miss Chu returns, tell her I have something very important to discuss with her.”

“Yes, doctor.”

Fang Zerong witnessed this scene, approaching the doctor, “Doctor Lan, what happened?”

The doctor took Fang Zerong aside and shared his findings.

After listening, Fang Zerong’s heart pounded, “This is of great importance, let’s not publicize this. We’ll discuss further when Miss Chu returns.”

The doctor nodded, “That was my thought.”

Meanwhile, Chu Qingzhi was exploring a bamboo forest. After wandering for a while, she discovered an even more powerful array than the one in the northern border bamboo forest.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, an old man watched Chu Qingzhi with a sinister look, “The array in the northern border was broken by you due to my oversight, but I don’t believe you can break this one!”

Beside him, a young man in blue also eyed her maliciously, “Master, let me go meet her.”

The old man smiled and nodded, “Go, let me witness Chu Qingzhi’s strength.”

The young man bowed and flew towards the bamboo forest.

Chu Qingzhi smirked as someone approached. Around her, the bamboos started spinning, some moving backward, others forward, creating a chaotic sensation. Without strong concentration, one would quickly feel dizzy and hallucinate, leading to a feeling of being unable to find a way out.

Chu Qingzhi snapped a branch, her body soared, and in a flash, she disappeared.

The old man and the young man were shocked. During their surprise, a branch flew straight toward the young man’s chest, while Chu Qingzhi appeared behind him.

This scene made the old man’s eyes widen in panic, “Be careful!”

His outcry immediately gave away his position. The next second, Chu Qingzhi was in front of the old man, the young man no longer a concern as the branch had pierced his chest.

Seeing Chu Qingzhi, the old man, despite his composure, was taken aback, “You, you…”

Chu Qingzhi kicked the old man against the wall, forming a human-shaped pattern, and smiled innocently, “Answer my questions honestly, and I might let you die a quick death.”

Chilled by Chu Qingzhi’s smile, the old man, shaken by Chu Qingzhi’s menacing grin, complied fearfully, “I’ll tell you everything.”