Moreover, Aunt Zhou’s legs haven’t atrophied much, thanks to Uncle Zhou massaging them day after day.
This is something that even the large households with many servants sometimes can’t achieve.
It’s often said that prolonged illness in bed leads to unfilial children, but the Zhou family managed.
This is one of the reasons Chun Nuan is confident about healing her after the diagnosis.
Some people bedridden inadequately cared for by family develop sores and ulcers, their rooms filled with strange odors, making them entirely inaccessible to others.
Even if you cure such a person’s illness, they may not be able to walk; their body would need a long time to recuperate.
Encouraged by Chun Nuan, Aunt Zhou slowly got out of bed and stood on the ground, and tears welled in her eyes.
Step by step, with the witness of her husband and son, Aunt Zhou once again embarked on the journey of life.
"Girl, you are simply a living Bodhisattva; your medical skills are so remarkable. I really can stand and walk again. I never dared dream that one day I could walk again, stand again, I..."
Overwhelmed with emotion.
"Doctor, your medical skills are truly amazing."
The Zhou father and son praised her once more.
"It’s mainly because you took such good care of Aunt." Chun Nuan said, "Otherwise, no matter how good my medicine is, she wouldn’t have been able to get up in three to five months."
"No, no, it’s primarily because we encountered you, Doctor; you’re simply Hua Tuo reincarnated."
Chun Nuan felt that this praise was a bit too much.
Zhao Minghua, however, believed Chun Nuan indeed had the skill.
He felt even more blessed and proud to have found this gem: Look, how discerning he is! His chosen wife is the best in the world.
Having bid farewell to the Zhou family, they headed south.
Along the way, they saw signs of burned ruins everywhere.
"Master, it feels like there’s been a battle, right?" Qingsheng was a bit scared: "Master, do you think there might be bandits out here? The road doesn’t seem very safe."
"Watch your words." Zhao Minghua said, "It’s not just your feeling; it’s a reality. There’s a group of soldiers causing chaos all over, so life can’t be peaceful."
"We’re not afraid, miss has secret tricks that work brilliantly."
Qingsheng thought Chun Nuan’s powder could be something he’d brag about for a lifetime.
"Qingsheng, this time you’re wrong." Chun Nuan said, smiling wryly, "I only brought one pack for emergencies, and I’ve used it."
Therefore, moving forward, if they encounter danger, they’d have to fight physically; there’s no clever escape.
Neither Qingsheng nor herself had fighting skills, so they could only pray for a safe journey.
"Qingsheng, you jinx!"
Chun Nuan suddenly heard Zhao Minghua cursing.
"What’s wrong?"
"There’s a large troop heading our way."
"Where? How did you know?"
Glancing around, besides the official road, Chun Nuan saw clouds of dust in the distance.
"Is it them?"
Chun Nuan pointed at the dust and asked.
"Yes."
So it’s crucial to be observant and alert when traveling.
"Are these bandits?"
There can’t be so many bandits.
It should be a large troop passing through.
"It’s not clear, Qingsheng. Let’s steer the carriage to the left and avoid them."
Zhao Minghua was realistic; he was the only one with fighting ability among the three, and confronting them directly would be like an egg hitting a rock.
Better to avoid confrontation.
"Yes, Master."
Qingsheng quickly steered the carriage onto the path on the left.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they indeed saw a large troop rushing by.
"Master, are those military troops? It’s my first time seeing so many people, so..."
"Shut your mouth."
Zhao Minghua felt this wasn’t a good sign!
Although it was his first time seeing it too, when ordinary people can see large-scale troop movements, it indicates significant events are at hand.
"Yes." Qingsheng quickly became silent.
Chun Nuan’s mind focused on one thought: Where had a war or unrest occurred?
Let the troops pass; they waited a good while.
"Master, I counted. There are over six hundred riders in front, and more than five thousand on foot behind."
Chun Nuan glanced at Qingsheng in astonishment. He was quite attentive, managing to count them.
That meant the troops numbered over six thousand.
"Do you know whose troops these are?"
Chun Nuan wanted to know what had happened.
"Based on their uniforms, they should be soldiers from Shu City."
The Shu City soldiers being dispatched en masse to foreign lands indicated unrest requiring their intervention.
At this time, their news seemed to lag behind.