The sun is scorching in August, and the soybeans in the fields are a little wilted. It is obvious that the rainy cloud did not float here yesterday. If you are not watered in time, it will inevitably affect the growth of beans in the pods.

On the way to the village, you can see a tall water wheel standing on the shore from afar, motionless. The wooden sink in front of the water wheel was slightly cracked by the scorching sun, and a little spark could make it burn.

As long as someone pulls out the wooden stick with the banner and opens the gate on the canal, the water truck that is turning "squeaking" can lift the water into the sink and flow into the fields along the well-connected ditches.

However, there were no people in the entire field outside the village. Under the big tree for farmers to rest in the fields, there were only some wild grass shaking its head in the breeze, but the cicadas were particularly cheerful.

A burst of smoke rose from the dry dirt road, and Pier was focused on holding the handlebars and controlling the tricycle driven by a small internal combustion engine to rush to his destination on a "~"-shaped path.

Compared to the "~" that ran out when he first started the road and some other people's "?", he is considered talented in driving a tricycle.

The scene in the field made the veteran worried. His base was on the high ground in the north, but military rations were purchased here. If the grain yield was reduced or even the harvest was not collected, they would have to go hungry.

The only thing that made him feel at ease was the good stuff that was sent by the dragon with the tricycle last night.

The wooden door of the village was tightly closed, and a young man was sitting under the shade shed on the wall. He saw a strange thing coming towards him and jumped up quickly.

Pier finally stopped the tricycle by the blocking of the wooden door. He shouted to the young man who was watching the door: "Is the radish in your village dead? If you don't die, just ask that big radish to come out!"

He chose this village yesterday when he was fighting for the mission, because his former squad leader was injured and retired ten years ago and then worked as a bodyguard for the caravan that transported grain to the army. Later, when the caravan was buying grain here, he met a little widow, so he settled down here to get married and have children.

Because of their strong strength in the village, such retired soldiers are the main force, whether they eliminate monsters or compete for water sources with the village. In addition, they are knowledgeable and flexible, so their status in the village is no worse than that of the village chief.

When he was born, his parents were collecting radishes in the field, and his name was "radishes".

With acquaintances here, Peel's work is easy to develop.

"[**Shit]!" A bald man in his fifties soon appeared on the wooden door, "Why are you a rotten pear coming?"

When Peel saw the old captain, he breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "It's good that you are not dead. Open the door and let me in. I'll give you medicine!"

The village gate opened quickly. When Pier entered, he found that it was almost the same as the village where he was stationed, and it was lifeless.

"Why are you here?" asked Mr. Radish, "Why are you wearing such a weird vest in a hot day? What's the print behind you? What's the thing you ride this? What medicine did you bring?"

Peel pulled the car to the underside of the wall and listened, and said, "Don't ask so much, let's talk to you slowly later? Now work first."

"Hurry up and take me to the patients in your village?     It's good to finish breakfast."

Mr. Radish had long been used to his style of working first and then talking nonsense, and just asked worriedly: "Is your medicine expensive?"

"No money!" Peel said? "Don't charge money for the medicines we come to deliver to? Our general commander is Earl of McGarden. You know what I mean."

"Do you have the final say in your village?"

When Mr. Luobu was relieved when he heard the name of the rich man from the north?        The old man sold vegetables in winter for a long time. He drank two more sips of potion and drank him endlessly.

"Come with me." Mr. Luo Bu said? "The old village chief died of illness a few days ago? I am the village chief now."

Peel sighed, he took a briefcase from the tricycle, asked the old captain to help carry the wooden box containing the potion, and then began to distribute the medicine.

On the way, Master Luobu sighed: "There are two hundred people in our village? More than thirty have died in the past few days? Fifty or sixty are still sick."

Pier also sighed and said, "It's good that there is a well in your village. I heard that there are a few villages that rely on the river to drink water. All the people in it are dead."

Mr. Luo Bu shook his head and said, "Fortunately, the well tax collected by our village lord is not high, and most of them are fetching water in the well, otherwise our village will not be much better."

"Fortunately, Bishop Luwen comes to the village every other day to bless the patients? Otherwise, many people will not be able to survive now."

"After the old village chief left, I went to the castle to find the master. I wanted to ask him to buy some medicine for everyone? But his family and young had already run away."

They came to the first patient's home, where there was a strong smell of herbs and smoke from the wooden house? A sick man was lying on the bed and fell asleep. The patient's one or two-year-old child was crawling on the ground and playing. A rope was tied to the child's waist? The other end of the rope was tied to the table legs.

Mr. Radish said to Pier: "Did the man in this family get sick yesterday? His wife went out to dig wild vegetables? She didn't come back in the afternoon."

"He drank some commonly used herbs, but the effect was almost no. We could only use a plug to help him plug it up, which would help him pull less water."

Peel took out a form and a pencil from his briefcase, wrote something briefly on it, and asked, "Can you wake him up? I want to ask him a few questions."

Mr. Radish looked at him in surprise, "You will be cured?"

Peel replied: "I just asked according to the doctor's instructions. When I go back, I have to give the doctors a judgment."

The patient was quickly woken up by Master Luo Bu. Pier was a little scared to see that when he was a recruit, he had been awakened like this many times.

When the patient heard that someone was coming to deliver medicine, he hurriedly struggled to sit up. Peel hurriedly asked him to lie down.

From the simple question and answer, we can know that the patient went to water the field a few days ago, but his hands touched the river water. He did not wash his hands carefully before coming back for a meal. He just rinsed it with a simple well water, and finally got hit.

At this time, Mr. Radish followed Pier's instructions to fill a cup of water and poured a bottle of fungicide extracted from maple syrup into it.

The patient got up and took the potion and drank it, as if he was drinking nectar.

"Lying down and rest." Peel put the medical record paper back into his bag. "It is best to drink some dilute food today. I'll come and take a look later."

After leaving this house, the two of them came to the patient's house opposite again.

There is an eighteen-nine-year-old girl in this house kneeling on the floor, her hands folded and singing a prayer song:

"It's really uncomfortable to have a sick mother."

"I want to invite a doctor to take medicine, but my family has no money."

"Kneel down and beg me to God, and she has cured her illness."

"The power of light comes to fill it,"

"Singing songs, the whole family is having fun."

“Pray God’s grace,”

“Thank God for grace.”

...

After the girl stood up after singing, Luobo knocked on the door and said, "Girl, someone is here to deliver medicine."

The girl was immediately ecstatic and immediately knelt down and sang:

"My God, I thank you and praise you."

"You are kind and kind, and give new life to mortals."

...

Pier outside the door curled his lips. He believed in the God of War. Earl McGarden said that he had a strong relationship with the soul and the God of Dreams. What's the matter with the God of Light?
Chapter completed!