Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

She said seriously, "Mr Cheng, then I don't think I will regret it anymore."    

Xiyan Cheng curled his lips and approached Gong Moyi. He raised his hand and gently brushed away the sand on her face. "Let's go. I will bring you to catch up with them."    

"Okay." Gong Moyi nodded.    

The two of them quickened their pace.    

This was Gong Moyi's first time walking in the desert. Her shoes were already filled with sand, but the sand here was still rather thin, so it was not too painful.    

Her breathing was dry air, and because of the heat on her forehead, sweat gradually seeped out.    

Xiyan Cheng held the weight with both hands, and on his back, he carried the weight. Carrying all of their water, the beads of sweat on his forehead formed a line again and fell into the yellow sand, quickly disappearing.    

An hour and a half later, the two of them caught up to the local residents.    

The people here were all dark brown in color. They were not tall and were rather thin.    

There were a total of four of them, three men and one woman. One of them was actually a child in his teens.    

The child and woman each carried an imitation bullet, while the other two men each carried two. It was a little strenuous.    

When they heard the noise behind them, they turned around and saw Xiyan Cheng and Gong Moyi.    

One of the men recognized Xiyan Cheng at a glance.    

"Sir, it's you!" There was excitement in his eyes. "Thank you for giving us such a good thing!"    

Xiyan Cheng smiled. "It's fine. These things will only be of the best use if they are given to you."    

The man nodded. "They are the best defense line in the oasis. One of them can last for ten years and play a role in the defense against sand. When the villagers heard about it, they were very happy! "    

Gong Moyi did not understand their words, so Xiyan Cheng acted as the translator by the side.    

She looked at the ten year old child and could not help but ask, "Is there no young man in your village?"    

"No, because they are too poor. Those who can walk are all gone." The woman sighed. "My grandmother is still here. She's not in good health, so we can't move. Besides, we've been living in that small oasis for so many years. We don't have any other abilities, and we don't know where we can go. "    

Gong Moyi also understood. The locals probably relied on the crops in the desert to make a living. This had been the case for generations, and they didn't have any other skills.    

The desert kept devouring the oasis, and the land people relied on to survive was getting smaller and smaller, so life was getting more and more difficult.    

When the woman said this, she touched her belly again, and her eyes lit up. "But we have what you gave us, and our children can protect their home!"    

Gong Moyi heard this and could not help but turn to look at Xiyan Cheng who was beside her.    

She did not know that under this man's seemingly casual appearance, he was actually so kind.    

After the few of them finished speaking, they were about to continue walking forward when the woman suddenly called out in a low voice.    

The man beside her quickly supported her and asked, "What's wrong?"    

"My shoulder is starting to hurt again." The woman put down the imitation bullet and moved her shoulder, but she still felt that something was wrong.    

Gong Moyi took a step forward. "I am a doctor. I can help you take a look."    

The woman's eyes lit up when she heard that. "Thank you so much! I've never seen a doctor in my life!"    

Gong Moyi first took her pulse and then pressed a few acupuncture points on the woman. When she felt the pressure on a few of the acupuncture points, the woman's obvious reaction made Gong Moyi have a rough idea of what to do.    

She asked, "Have you been bitten by a snake in the desert before and then fell ill?"    

The woman nodded, feeling that it was magical.    

Gong Moyi said again, "It should be that the poison was not cleaned up at that time and seeped into the muscles. Now, either we find the antidote herb or use acupuncture to expel the poison."    

It was just that she did not know much about the poisonous snakes here, so the first method was obviously not feasible.    

So she said, "Mr Cheng, I have to use acupuncture to expel the poison. Although I brought acupuncture with me, I did not bring any disinfectant."    

"You can use fire." Xiyan Cheng said and took out a lighter from his pocket.    

Gong Moyi looked at him. "Do you smoke?"    

"I don't smoke if you don't like it." Xiyan Cheng said very naturally.    

Gong Moyi did not respond. She took out her acupuncture needles and started to disinfect them with fire.    

When the men and women saw this scene, they were both curious and afraid. Xiyan Cheng explained and even pointed to his eyes, saying that he was injured by Gong Moyi using the silver needles.    

Very soon, the disinfection was over. Gong Moyi let the woman sit down on the spot and began to perform acupuncture on her.    

At this moment, the sun had already set in the west and the sun in the desert was always like saltpeter, big and red.    

Gong Moyi half squatted in front of the woman and her hair was casually tied up into meatballs. Only a few fine strands of hair hung down and were coated with a layer of gold by the sunlight.    

Her expression was serious. When she treated medicine, there was a kind of fanaticism. Although her face was young, the persistence in the bottom of her eyes made people unable to move their eyes away.    

Xiyan Cheng stood beside her and looked at her with a deep gaze.    

Acupuncture needed to stay on a woman's body for about half an hour. Among them, Gong Moyi began to press on some of her acupuncture points.    

No one said anything. The ten year old child looked nervous and started to pray.    

Until the sun was half swallowed by the horizon and the sunset turned from red to orange, Gong Moyi put away the needles and said to the woman: "Try it. Do you feel better?"    

The woman stood up and moved her shoulders. She felt a lot more relaxed.    

Furthermore, she looked at Gong Moyi's silver needle again. It had clearly pierced into her flesh just now, but there was no blood at all.    

Her voice was agitated, "My shoulder is healed!"    

Following her words, the two men and the child also looked at Gong Moyi in shock. Then, they all bowed in front of her, as if they were facing their god.