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Su Ruolan placed the warm porridge by the bedside, picked up the child, gently blew on him, and scooped a bit of thin rice soup to slowly drip into Feng Ming's mouth. She then lightly rubbed his abdomen with her hand while secretly channeling her healing ability, nourishing the child's depleted veins little by little. This process was repeated six times, with six massages, lasting nearly an hour. Throughout this time, Su Ruolan was extremely patient and meticulous, her movements gentle. Feng Ming's stomach began to rumble, and suddenly there was a loud sound as he started to relieve himself, expelling dark, foul-smelling waste. Many onlookers were overwhelmed by the stench and had to pinch their noses as they stepped outside.
Yan'er felt very anxious and prepared to take Feng Ming in her arms to wash him. In her eyes, Su Ruolan was still a young girl who probably had never been in love or married; it felt a bit inappropriate for her to do such things. "Let me wash the baby."
"It's fine, I can handle it," Su Ruolan replied earnestly without any hint of disdain, using her Water Ability to gently clean Feng Ming's body.
After relieving himself once, Feng Ming felt a sense of lightness throughout his body. His face regained some color, and his eyes slowly opened, looking at Su Ruolan with a confused innocence. Su Ruolan couldn't help but smile; her heart softened at the sight of such a cute baby. He deserved a happy and healthy life.
Seeing the remaining porridge, the White-Bearded Elder couldn't help but feel tempted and asked, "Girl, how much porridge is left? What do you plan to do with it?"
"In a bit, Feng Ming will need to eat again. There's not much left; it's just right," Su Ruolan replied seriously without realizing the implication.
The Lean Father hurriedly brought over the hot water prepared earlier in the kitchen to warm up the remaining porridge.
Sure enough, after a while, Feng Ming began to cry and flail his arms and legs.
"He's hungry again," Su Ruolan said as she took the remaining porridge and gently touched it; the temperature was just right. She started feeding him the rice soup again. This time, unlike before, Feng Ming was awake and actively drank the porridge in big gulps. With each swallow he took, the White-Bearded Elder's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
After several gulps, Feng Ming finished every last drop of rice soup. He looked at Su Ruolan with bright eyes that seemed to sparkle with life. Su Ruolan tenderly held this child close while continuing to rub his belly and channel her healing ability into him. On one hand, she nourished his meridians; on the other hand, she absorbed any excess energy to maintain balance in his body.
After a while, Su Ruolan returned Feng Ming to Yan'er and said, "He's fine now."
"Really? Thank you so much! You are my savior!" Yan'er exclaimed as she took Feng Ming in her arms, joyfully watching her son look back at her with wide eyes full of vitality. She almost knelt down before Su Ruolan in gratitude.
"No need to thank me; just take good care of this child. He will be blessed in the future," Su Ruolan said as she supported Yan'er, preventing her from kneeling.
"May I ask for your name? We will always remember your great kindness towards our family," Feng Ming's father said excitedly as he embraced his wife. Yan'er finally stopped resisting his closeness and embrace, and the couple shared silent tears of gratitude.
"Just call me Ruo Lan," Su Ruolan said, looking at the scene of family reunion with great satisfaction.
"Ruo Lan, can you tell us what illness Feng Ming has? If we don't understand this matter, more children will fall ill in the future. I beg you, help them. I apologize for my earlier negligence," the White-Bearded Elder said, seeing that Feng Ming had truly recovered. He immediately pleaded with Su Ruolan, knowing that many doctors kept their medical skills confidential and fearing that Su Ruolan might hold a grudge due to his previous indifference. He bowed deeply in respect.
"Old man, you are too polite. I was planning to inform you about this matter anyway. The problem lies with your water and rice. Your rice has already gone moldy, and the water is actually contaminated. Consuming such food may be manageable for adults, but for children whose development is not yet complete, all the toxins accumulate in their bodies, obstructing normal blood circulation. Over time, they naturally develop bruises all over, making it look like they are infected with the Zombie Virus," Su Ruolan explained meticulously.
"What should we do? We can deal with the moldy rice, but there's nothing we can do about the water," the Y Clan Leader said as he arrived at Yan'er's room and overheard Su Ruolan's explanation. He looked worried and asked, "Ruo Lan, do you have a solution?"
Su Ruolan furrowed her brow.
"Don't worry. If you help us solve this problem, I can promise you one request—anything reasonable, and we will do our utmost to fulfill it," the Y Clan Leader said, thinking that Su Ruolan was interested in negotiating.
"Oh no, that's not it. Although we have something to ask of you, it is unrelated to this matter. I hesitated just now because I wasn't sure if it could be done," Su Ruolan quickly clarified.
"That's fine; you can try. We're not in a hurry," hearing that Su Ruolan was not intentionally making things difficult for them made the Y Clan Leader very happy. He immediately expressed his willingness to cooperate. "By the way, your comrades just sent over a name card. It's getting late; I've already agreed to meet with them tomorrow."
"Really? That's wonderful!" Su Ruolan felt a surge of joy at the thought that the stagnant situation might finally change.
Having saved Feng Ming's life and identified the cause of his illness, Su Ruolan gained great respect at Y Base and was specially arranged for a private room.
In the stillness of the night, Su Ruolan entered her sea of consciousness and discussed with Reset: "The water here is contaminated and not very pure; it would be great if we could purify it. But we can't just treat the symptoms without addressing the root cause. The meteorite we found earlier seems to have purifying properties; do you still have anything like that?"
"That meteorite has fused with me; it's no longer available. But do you remember the Black Gold Whip? I feel there is some shared energy within it; it's just not pure enough yet. If we refine it a bit and add some of my energy, it should work," Reset pondered for a moment before rummaging out the Black Gold Whip from an unknown corner and began to toy with it in hand. "This thing has very distinct characteristics; it would be best to modify it before use."
"Yes, but we'll have to wait for Qin Zhi Han to arrive; only he has fire-type abilities," Su Ruolan thought for a moment; there was no need to rush this matter.
The next day, Qin Zhi Han arrived at Y Base with Li Yuxuan and others, receiving a warm welcome. In stark contrast to their previous cold reception, everyone knew that Su Ruolan must have done something significant to facilitate this change in treatment.
The Clan Leader of the Y Clan agreed to let the Huaxia Four Corps pass through, but they would have to wait for two days. Recently, a miasma was expected to rise in the mountains, and it would only be safe for the troops to march once the Cloud Poison dissipated. Everyone settled down temporarily, preparing their food and lodging, while also sending some supplies to the Yan Tribe. The straightforward and unskilled in deceit people of the Yan Tribe were overjoyed and became even more friendly towards them.
Su Ruolan informed the Clan Leader that she and Captain Qin needed to refine medicine and purify the water source, requesting not to be disturbed. She also arranged for someone to stand guard outside for safety. The Clan Leader readily agreed and personally waited outside.
Su Ruolan explained to Qin Zhi Han what assistance she needed from him, and the two began to refine the Black Gold Whip. Qin Zhi Han activated his fire ability, continuously burning the Black Gold Whip, while Su Ruolan poured water from the spatial lake onto it. The fusion of water and fire produced a series of sharp sounds accompanied by rising white gas. Su Ruolan utilized her Devouring Ability to absorb the violent energy released during the refining process, purifying it for her own use.
After a night of cooperation, all impurities were extracted from the Black Gold Whip, leaving it shining brilliantly. Su Ruolan took a section from its front end and opened the door.
"Miss Ruo Lan, have you succeeded in your research?" The Clan Leader asked eagerly.
"Mission accomplished." Despite her sweaty face, Su Ruolan's tired expression broke into a happy smile.
Everyone was concerned about the outcome and followed Su Ruolan to the Yan Tribe's water well. She chose the largest well, wrapped a section of the Black Gold Whip in cloth, and sent it into the well.
After some time, they drew water from the well for testing, and indeed there was a change.
That night, many people gathered around the well, watching as Su Ruolan tested the water quality at intervals.
In late autumn at Y Base, it was extremely cold, but the hearts of the Yan Tribe people were warm. They had finally solved their water pollution problem and began to refer to Su Ruolan as Yama, meaning "the fairy who came down."
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