Miracle Doctor Little Sweet Wife Dressed as a Prince

Chapter 66 Rescue 1
The sound of porcelain being smashed on the ground came from inside the house.

Yan Shihan's footsteps paused, and continued to walk out.

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On the way back, passing by the bustling market, Yan Shihan opened the small curtain and watched the people coming and going outside, his nose felt a little sore for no reason.

"Stop." Yan Shihan yelled at the driver.

"Miss? Do you want the servant to buy some food?" the coachman replied through the curtain.

"Miss, please go back. You can drive the carriage back first." Yan Shihan opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

"Miss, the servant is following you." The driver didn't dare to go back by himself, if anything happened to the lady, he would pay for it.

"As you like."

Yan Shihan was wandering slowly on the street, and saw an old man buying candied haws, so he went up, just about to ask for two skewers, when he suddenly found that the person who accompanied him to eat candied haws was gone.

"Little girl, why didn't your little gentleman come with you? Do you need two more bunches of candied haws?"

Yan Shihan and Chu Tingshen often come to the grandfather to buy candied haws, so they are naturally acquainted.

Now seeing Yan Shihan alone, he asked curiously.

Yan Shihan pulled her cherry lips, showing a smile uglier than crying, "He, he didn't come because of something."

Grandpa: "Oh, old man, seeing your expression, I thought you were having a conflict. How about a bunch of candied haws?"

Yan Shihan nodded, took the candied haws and took a bite.

In the past, the sweet and sour candied haws tasted bitter in the mouth.

Yan Shihan's small face was wrinkled, and he walked away slowly eating candied haws.

"Oh, these children now!" The old man shook his head.

Along the way, Yan Shihan bought sesame seed cakes and small chaos, but they all tasted bitter, not as delicious as in the past.

Yan Shihan, who originally planned to use food to heal his mood, gave up.

There were a few beggars sitting at the corner of the intersection. Yan Shihan looked at the bags of food he was carrying and walked over to give them to them.

The beggars devoured the usual food, as if they were eating eight precious jade food.

Yan Shihan curled his lips into a smile, and sure enough, the taste was related to his mood.

She turned and left, pinching the bridge of her nose, trying to suppress the sour taste in her nose.

"Help, save me!" A hoarse voice sounded at the entrance of the alley.

Yan Shihan looked back at the few beggars who were still fighting for food, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

An eight or nine-year-old boy was lying on the ground, dirty and bloody, blood was slowly flowing out from where he was lying, and it looked like there was still bleeding from the wound.

As a doctor, it is not Yan Shihan's style to ignore death.

She stepped forward to feel the boy's breath, felt his pulse, then took out a small cloth bag from her bosom, and opened it to reveal a row of fine and small silver needles!

Yan Shihan swiftly took out the silver needles and pricked them at several points on the boy's body, and slowly stopped the bleeding.

The coachman stood by and looked around nervously.

"Please go and buy some gauze and wound medicine." Yan Shihan took out the money and threw it to the driver.

The coachman ran away quickly with the money in his pocket.

Soon came back out of breath, "Miss, what you want."

Yan Shihan took the gauze and put it in his arms, tearing open the boy's clothes.

She also didn't think about the defense of men and women, people are dying, so why bother about these.

But the driver on the side covered his face, it's over, he saw what he shouldn't have seen!

(End of this chapter)