She cleaned the wounds of the injured, scraped away the rotten flesh, and then washed the wounds with Spiritual Spring Water mixed with medicine.
Finally, Pei Shu'er sterilized the needle and thread with alcohol and started sewing.
Her sutures were fast and skillful; the originally hideous and terrifying wound appeared neat and orderly after her stitching.
Once Pei Shu'er fed these people a mouthful of the bitter medicine mixed with Spiritual Spring Water and anti-inflammatory medicine, they all woke up an hour later.
Their families wept with joy, especially when they saw the bearded man in the corner who had died from lack of timely treatment; they felt even more fortunate.
If not for Pei Shu'er, their kin might have met the same fate.
Gratitude and appreciation for Pei Shu'er reached an unprecedented level.
Pei Shu'er is probably the most skilled in medicine within the group now; anyone could have issues, except her.
The originally weak prisoners with no appetite now found themselves somewhat hungry, and after eating a bit, they felt much better.
At this moment, people came over, smiling and handed Pei Shu'er some food.
Pei Shu'er smiled and said, "Since we are all exiled together, it's fate, and looking out for each other along the way is the right thing to do."
"Moreover, food is precious. While we can, let's save some food for later."
Her understanding nature made everyone's impression of her even better.
Lin Yu insisted on giving Pei Shu'er a white flatbread, which he got from the government officer in exchange.
The white flatbread was hard and teeth-chipping, but Pei Shu'er secretly swapped it for a similar-looking white flatbread from her space.
The flatbread was soft; she tore a quarter and handed it to Tang Qinghuan and Tang Shuo.
The two children widened their eyes upon seeing the flatbread, swallowed hard.
Then the two kids shook their heads and said, "Sister-in-law, you eat, you are more tired than us."
Pei Shu'er smiled and replied, "Take it when it's given to you."
Liu Xu looked at Pei Shu'er with a complicated expression, seeing that Pei Shu'er genuinely wanted to give it to the two children, she felt moved.
She looked at the two kids again; their once plump, cherubic faces now thinned to resemble melon seeds.
By rights, they should refuse, but now there really isn't the condition to discuss etiquette.
Children are always the first to die on the path of exile.
She doesn't want anything bad to happen to her children.
"If your sister-in-law gives it to you, eat it."
The two children ate the white flatbread, their eyes sparkling; it was so delicious, unlike the vegetable dumplings which had a sour taste.
It had a faint sweetness, soft and fluffy, really tasty.
Thinking of this, they handed a bite to Liu Xu too.
Liu Xu shook her head and said, "You eat, mother won't."
Pei Shu'er placed the remaining three-quarters of the flatbread into her bosom, but actually into the space.
This way, when she takes out a white flatbread next time, people won't find it strange.
She herself wasn't hungry.
In the deep night when everyone was asleep, she secretly took out food from her space without any fragrance, quickly shoved it into her mouth as soon as it was out.
Striving not to let the smell scatter even a bit.
The rain poured down all day, the road was very muddy.
While on the road, it's inevitable that shoe soles slip.
Yet every time, someone was there to support Pei Shu'er, always different women.
The others more or less fell a few times, but Pei Shu'er never did.
Tang Zan swept a glance over Pei Shu'er, his brows raised involuntarily, this woman certainly has a way to win people over.
Tang Peilin looked over and noticed many people were watching Pei Shu'er with concern.
He frowned.
Previously, he and his wife were so estranged with Pei Shu'er, if Pei Shu'er gained power, she would certainly seek revenge.
Besides, if Pei Shu'er's medical skills were recognized, no one would want to offend her, and might even subtly care for her.
Getting injured or dying on the road of exile is the most usual thing, anyone could need Pei Shu'er.
He can't let Pei Shu'er be so rampant.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have a way to survive.
Most importantly, this wicked girl Pei Shu'er, easily pulling out five taels of silver crumbs before, indicates she has more money.
Once Pei Shu'er falls, he could just use tricks, and the money would still end up his.
On the road of exile, without silver, nothing can be done.
Not to mention, people from the third branch...
With these thoughts, the coldness in Tang Peilin's eyes nearly turned to frost.
So that night after they traveled, he sneaked in front of those people while everyone slept, smeared mud on the wounds treated by Pei Shu'er.
The mud was filthy and black; once the wound got this stuff, how could it heal?
By the next night, everyone's wounds were severely worsened again, even more than the last time.
Everyone turned anxiously and couldn't help but seek out Pei Shu'er.
Tang Peilin snorted mockingly, "I think it's best not to look for Pei Shu'er, find some herbs you've seen before, apply them to the patients, might work better than Pei Shu'er's treatment."
Mrs. Li chimed in, "Exactly, these people's symptoms didn't seem so severe before, now they're all about to die."
Deliberately twisting facts, the already doubtful crowd hesitated.
If Pei Shu'er's treatments were effective, then everyone wouldn't have deteriorated so terribly.
So it only shows Pei Shu'er happened to hit upon something right by chance.
One of the injured was a child, and the family, nearly dying, approached Pei Shu'er with reddish eyes, furious.
"Without this kind of skill, don't take on this task. Look at what you've done to my Zhao Er!"
Saying that, the woman covered her face and cried bitterly, utterly out of options.
Her child's breathing was already very faint, and on the path of exile, government officers won't care much about their life or death.
Other families looked at Pei Shu'er with anger on their faces; a burly man even spat.
"I mistakenly thought this little vixen had changed for the better, now it looks like besides seducing men, she knows nothing."
Pei Shu'er stepped forward, expressionless, and reached out.
"Slap," a slap landed on the man's face, making him turn to one side.
Before exile, the man was at least a small leader; never slapped by a woman, he was stunned, then swore aggressively.
"You filthy woman."
He immediately raised his hand to hit Pei Shu'er.
Pei Shu'er slapped again, her face indifferent.
"Well, is your mouth clean now?"
She can't let these people insult her wantonly, or in the later stages of exile, everyone would be even more reckless.
Being alone in this team is already difficult enough.
Authority must be established.