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When Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan arrived at the gate of Sanqing Temple hand in hand, they saw Taoist Master Minghui holding a baby with a helpless expression.

There was a tiny baby lying in the thin swaddling clothes.

And Taoist Master Minghui was surrounded by small children, all of them dressed in thin clothes, looking helplessly at the baby in Taoist Master Minghui's arms.

"Master, they only get worse because of your kindness. In previous years, we would only pick up a few children a year in our monastery.

This year, the most are over [-]. How can we afford to support them? "

"It's all life, so what if you don't accept it?"

Minghui naturally knows that survival is difficult. Last year and this year were especially difficult. After all, there was a famine.

The baby in this arms is also very thin and seems to have no nutrition at all.

Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other, their eyes falling on the corner of their clothes behind the big tree not far away.

"They haven't left yet."

"That's it."

It's not that Minghui didn't see it, she just looked at the child in her arms and felt pity.

At this moment, Mu Xiang, who heard the noise, ran over and grabbed the person under the big tree.

"Sister, this is the child you worked so hard to conceive for ten months, why are you willing to give it away?"

Besides her, Fu Ling also looked disapproving. She looked at the woman dragged out by Mu Xiang and said:

"When he grows up, he may wonder why he was given up by you back then.

He will also wonder if it was his own fault that made you abandon him, or..."

Poria thought of the confusion in her heart these years and said, "Maybe he will hate you for not wanting him."

She had indeed complained about her biological parents before and tried to find them.

Unfortunately, nothing was found, so Fu Ling knew the feeling of being abandoned better than anyone else.

The woman, Mrs. Zhou, reluctantly wiped away her tears. If you look carefully, you can see that she is also wearing very thin clothes.

But there was still a handkerchief wrapped around her head. Jiang Wan was stunned and said, "You haven't given up yet?"

"Yes."

Madam Zhou burst into tears and suddenly knelt down in front of Taoist Master Minghui.

"Taoist Master, I really can't feed him. If he doesn't get here, he has no way to survive. His father asked me to strangle him to death.

But this is my fault, how can I bear it? I heard that the Taoist priests at Sanqing Temple are the most kind-hearted, so I thought of trying my luck. "

"Strangle?"

Mu Xiang raised her voice, obviously angry and supportive, "This is his child, and he actually wants you to strangle him to death!"

"Tiger poison doesn't even eat babies."

Fu Ling also expressed disapproval, "This is a life after all."

She couldn't help but wonder, had she been disliked by her parents when she was born?

Perhaps the sadness in her eyes was too obvious, so Cheng Jin comforted her distressedly.

"Poria, not every set of parents is qualified to be a parent."

These words made Mrs. Zhou freeze up, and she struggled to explain to her man.

"My husband...he is not a bad person, it's just...this child was born with a disease.

The doctor said that you should have a good life and take care of yourself. But if you don’t have such a life of wealth, you will get rich disease. How can we ordinary people afford it? "

What's more, this is the boy they have been waiting for for a long time. Unfortunately, the child is in poor health.

Jiang Wan subconsciously wanted to speak, but Taoist Master Minghui said first:

"You go, it's just that you gave up on him voluntarily. I hope you and your wife won't disturb him on the basis of your status as parents.

Whether he can survive or not depends on his life. "

"Yaoer."

Madam Zhou's reluctant eyes fell on the baby who looked bad, and her tears were like broken pearls.

"If you really can't bear it, we can treat him for free."

Poria tentatively gave her suggestions, and Mrs. Zhou, who had been very reluctant to give up just now, quickly wiped her tears.

"I...I'm going down the mountain first, otherwise if his father knows that I sent the child to the temple, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future."

After saying that, she left in a hurry, fearing that someone would stop her, and even started trotting behind her.

Poria and woody scent:…

"Who is this person? I promised to give her free diagnosis and treatment."

Mu Xiang curled her lips and glanced pitifully at the baby who was smiling at Minghui and didn't even know that she had been abandoned by her biological parents.

Fu Ling stayed in place, confused for a while.

"Why is she so desperate?"

"She gave birth to twins."

Minghui's words were not surprising. His plain white fingertips gently teased the child in his arms, and then said:

"The one who stays is in good health. This child is destined to have no connection with his parents."

"No wonder."

Only then did everyone understand why the woman ran so fast. She was probably focused on raising the child she left at home.

"Taoist Priest, can you let me see this child?"

Jiang Wan couldn't bear it. She didn't have any family ties in her previous life, so she could empathize with her children just like Poria.

"Okay."

Taoist priest Minghui looked deeply at Jiang Wan and once again said something that surprised everyone, "You are his destined noble person."

Isn't it?

If it weren't for Jiang Wan's sum of money, he wouldn't have the confidence to make up his mind to raise this child.

"Wanwan."

As soon as he heard that Jiang Wan was the child's noble person, Song Jiuyuan hurriedly stepped forward and looked at the skinny child, feeling pity in his heart.

"He's so light."

Jiang Wan held the baby in her arms. It was very light. She felt that it might only weigh four kilograms based on the feel of it.

This is a child who has been raised for several days, and is destined to be lighter after birth.

"Let's go to the house."

Taoist Master Minghui sighed and asked the disciples behind him to go back to their rooms to do their homework.

"I will check it myself later. If you haven't finished it, you won't be allowed to eat tonight."

"Yes, Master."

"..."

The children ran away in a swarm, but Xuancheng, who had just fetched water for Jiang Wan, did not leave, but followed them step by step.

After entering the house, Xuancheng quickly lit the charcoal fire, and the cold room gradually became warmer.

Jiang Wan placed the child on the couch and looked at Fuling, who had a complicated face.

"Fu Ling, you and Mu Xiang take a look at this child."

The two of them couldn't help but think of Madam Zhou saying that the child had a disease from his mother's womb.

Then they understood that Jiang Wan wanted to test them.

Mu Xiang and Fuling took turns checking the child's complexion. Their pulse was extremely weak and could hardly be felt.

Although the experienced Poria also encountered difficulties, Muxiang, a newcomer, had no clue at all.

"Uncle Junior, his pulse is very weak."

Fu Ling observed the baby's complexion with some embarrassment, but in the end she still couldn't make a conclusion.

Jiang Wan had prepared golden needles when they were checking. She looked at the child's purple lips from the cold and frowned.

She felt the baby's pulse, and then carefully examined his limbs, heart, and facial features.

Unfortunately, we are not in modern times. Some things are difficult to confirm with the naked eye.

But she already had a guess in her heart, so her consciousness told the system.

"Elf, scan this child's body. I want to know the health of his internal organs."