Chapter 393: Going Down the Mountain

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

While taking advantage of the moment, Jiang Xia educated them, “Don’t eat things indiscriminately in the future, especially when there’s no military doctor around! If it weren’t for the medicinal powder today, your chances would have been slim!”

Everyone nodded in fear, not daring to say more.

After they were done, Shen Mo escorted the two down the mountain.

On the way down, Jiang Chuan suddenly thought of the village chief’s condition that he had learned about earlier. He suspected that the village chief might have been poisoned by mushrooms. Now, after seeing these people, he thought perhaps the village chief’s rheumatic leg pain was also due to poisoning.

Hadn’t someone just been covering his ears and legs, claiming he was deaf and lame? It was quite possible that the village chief had been poisoned by the same substance.

But why were the village chief’s symptoms so subtle?

After descending the mountain, Jiang Chuan refused Shen Mo’s offer to escort them home, simply saying, “Go back and take care of them. Jiang Xia and I have something to handle. We’ll be leaving now.” With that, he pushed his bicycle and took Jiang Xia to the village chief’s house.

Because too much time had passed, it was impossible to check what the village chief had previously eaten. But regardless of his current condition, Jiang Xia’s interspace water should be able to heal him.

Jiang Chuan explained to the village chief’s wife, “I suspect the village chief has mushroom poisoning. This is a detoxifying powder mixed with water. Having him drink this should cure him.”

The village chief’s wife was skeptical but led them to the kitchen.

Using the same method, Jiang Xia had the village chief drink the interspace water. In a short while, he gained strength, his leg pain subsided, he straightened his back, and he was even able to get out of bed and walk.

Only then did Jiang Chuan have the opportunity to carefully ask the village chief what he had eaten recently.

After inquiring, Jiang Chuan understood. No wonder the village chief showed signs of poisoning yet not as obvious—it was because the village chief had previously eaten fish and vegetables grown with interspace water, which had some mitigating effect on the poison. That’s why the symptoms of mushroom poisoning were not obvious, but this also meant that the treatment had been delayed for so long.

Jiang Chuan had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly remembered the village chief’s wife mentioning that the remaining mushrooms were given to the three-year-old child next door. A child’s resistance couldn’t be strong enough to withstand mushroom poisoning! They had to hurry to save the child!

Jiang Chuan and Jiang Xia didn’t even sit down before rushing to the neighbor’s door. After knocking for a long time, a man opened the door, and they could hear a woman’s crying from inside, “My child, what will I do if something happens to you!”

Jiang Chuan and Jiang Xia exchanged a look—it seemed they were a step too late.

The man at the door appeared stern, seemingly unwelcoming, and asked coldly, “What do you want?”

Jiang Chuan and Jiang Xia didn’t have time to explain. They pushed past the man and rushed in to check on the three-year-old child.

The child lay in bed in agony, with shallow breaths and very weak. The village doctor was also there, helpless, uncertain of the exact cause of the child’s illness.

It wasn’t his fault, given his limited experience and the few diseases he had seen; it was normal not to recognize mushroom poisoning. He might even have thought it was an incurable disease.

Seeing Jiang Chuan and Jiang Xia barge in, the woman cried out in distress, “Jiang Chuan, you can’t be rude just because you’re an accountant, barging into someone’s house like this!”

Jiang Chuan had no time for explanations, saying urgently, “We’re here to save him! Jiang Xia, get water!”

Jiang Xia hurriedly nodded and went to look for a hot water flask in the house, but found none. In desperation, she asked the man, “Quick, give me a bowl of water, I have a detoxifying remedy for mushroom poisoning! It’ll be too late if we don’t act fast!”

The man, reluctantly and with a cold demeanor, did not want to pay attention to Jiang Xia. But after glancing at his son’s agonized expression, he didn’t dare delay and turned to get water for Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia repeated the process and, while no one was looking, mixed the interspace water into the water and attempted to feed it to the child. However, the child’s lips were tightly sealed and refused to open, making it impossible to feed them. She started to panic and could only look towards Jiang Chuan for help.

Fortunately, Jiang Chuan had experience with this sort of thing. When Jiang Xia was young, she had a serious illness accompanied by a persistent high fever, and they couldn’t get her to take her medicine either. At that time, Jiang Chuan could only pry her mouth open with a spoon and gradually pour the medicine in. Now, it looked like he would have to do the same thing again..