"Sir, who do you need me to treat?"

Zong Shen waved his hand.

"It's okay. It was a false alarm. A farmer fell ill. It's not a big problem."

"Now that I'm back, I don't have to go to the front line for the time being."

"When all three groups of farmers return, prepare to join the combat team at night to actively clean up the cave monsters wandering nearby."

Zong Shen explained casually.

Then, he quickly walked to the edge of the yard and picked up a bucket of water that he had just brought back not long ago.

Go to the stove and start boiling water.

After the water is boiled, Zong Shen extracts all the water into wooden barrels.

He went to the thatched shed, took out a wooden bowl and wooden spoon, filled a bowl of boiling water, and told the third fat man to hold up the cents.

Start blowing cool boiled water in spoonful by spoonful and feed it to him.

Loving the people is like being a descendant of someone.

Farmers are the backbone of the territory.

After feeding him water, Zong Shen took out a whiteboard-quality fur cloak.

Covered in dimes.

At the same time, he took out a bowl of bear meat soup made for lunch and gave it to San Pang.

"I'll leave him to you to take care of him tonight,

"When he wakes up a little later, feed him some bear broth."

The farmer's health has not been reduced much.

It means that the disease has not affected life yet.

As a measure of life indicators, health value can fully reflect the deep-seated health status.

Observe it for a night first. If it cannot heal on its own, Zong Shen will try to find some suitable medicine in the market.

Disease states are what makes those crypt monsters truly disgusting.

Even the farmers under Zong Shen were affected, not to mention other lords.
Chapter completed!