The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

On New Year's Eve, it was time for the reunion dinner. Wen Ning felt a little guilty. In the first year he and Mo Chenyuan were together, he ran away, leaving Mo Chenyuan alone.

Harm, forget it, now that you have decided, you will not regret it. Even if it is just you and Ah Qi, you will still have a good year.

Thinking of this, Wen Ning turned on his phone and clicked on a certain treasure to escape.

Braised pork, braised beef, salt-baked shrimp, black-bone chicken soup, braised pork ribs, a golden feast, stir-fried vegetables, and a few side dishes

After they had eaten and drank enough, they rested contentedly.

Early in the morning, Wen Ning walked out of the house early and traveled between the nine states to explore the bustling and hustle and bustle, so as not to waste his time, waste energy in vain, and run around as much as he wanted without any use.

During the temple fair, the lively scene on the street was extremely noisy, with a lot of people, and the flow of people surged like mountains and seas.

The street jugglers displayed various skills, and their performances were very fascinating. The vendors shouted loudly to sell various goods. These sounds kept lingering in Wen Ning's mind, making her ears ringing.

Wen Ning was having a great time shopping and eating all the way. Even Ah Qi behind him had his back filled with packages of all sizes. He was like a walking shopping advertisement.

Until a voice came, contradicting the joyful sounds on the street, like a strange bird flying from an unknown corner, which was puzzling.

"Doctor, please, please save my mother."

In a medical clinic, a shabby little boy was kneeling in front of the doctor. His cries were shocking.

The little boy was stunned and kept kowtowing to the doctor, and the sound kept going off like firecrackers. This scene attracted many people to watch.

Everyone was talking about it. But the 50- to [-]-year-old doctor had a dismissive expression and seemed to dislike the child.

"Hey, it's useless to beg me. Your mother is hopeless. Go back and prepare for the funeral. Eat and drink when you should, don't delay anymore."

When the child heard the news, he cried even louder and kept kowtowing. The doctor became a little impatient and waved his hand to signal Xiao Si to come forward.

Xiaosi from the hospital took two steps forward, reached out and took the child's hand, preparing to drag him out. The child was reluctant to leave, because he knew in his heart that as long as he left, his own mother would really not be saved.

But the child is young and has little strength. How can he be the opponent of the adult Xiao Si?

In the end, the child was half-dragged and half-pushed to the street by Xiao Si. The onlookers all moved out of the way.

In the end, the child had no choice but to stand up in embarrassment, wiped his tears, and walked towards home with his head down in frustration.

Wen Ning caught up with the child and blocked the child's path.

"Kid, what's wrong with your mother?"

The little boy looked up at her, then bit his lip with an aggrieved expression.

Seeing his tears falling, Wen Ning felt a little unbearable, gently touched his head and asked:

"What happened to your mother?"

The little boy lowered his head and shook his head, "The doctor said my mother didn't need to take medicine anymore, she just had to wait for death.

But I don’t want her to leave, I don’t want to be without a mother, and I don’t want to be a child that no one calls me. "

The child's words made Wen Ning frown, and even made her heart feel sour. A motherless child is the most pitiable person in the world.

Wen Ning touched the child's head, lowered his tone and asked softly:

"What disease does your mother have?"

The little boy shook his head,

"I don't know either. My mother just has a stomachache sometimes. The pain will go away after a while, but the pain has become more and more serious in the past few days."

Wen Ning thought for a while and asked again

"Which part of your mother is hurting?"

The child pointed to his belly

"is here"

Wen Ning nodded, having some guesses in his mind.

"Then there is no one else at home? Where is your father?"

The child shook his head and a teardrop fell down.

"My father is dead, and my mother and I are the only ones left at home. If my mother dies too, I will be alone."

As he spoke, the child's tears couldn't help but fall down. Wen Ning stroked the child's back.

"Don't cry. Where is your home? I'm a doctor. Take me to see you."

The child immediately stopped crying, raised his head, and looked at Wen Ning with his big watery eyes.

"Brother, do you know medical skills?"

Wen Ning pursed his lips and chuckled softly.

"This is natural, my brother is the apprentice of the gods."

The child was so happy that he couldn't help but jump a little. Then the light in his eyes dimmed again

Wen Ning is confused

"Brother, but I have no money."

After thinking about it for a while, his eyes became even darker.

"Brother, I don't have anything valuable at home to pay for your diagnosis."

Wen Ning thought for a while and said

"Let's see. My brother is a foreigner. He wants to go to the back hill of Changsheng Temple in the afternoon, but he doesn't know the way. How about you show him the way this afternoon and just pay for the consultation?"

When the child heard this, he was happy and patted his little chest.

"Okay, I've been to the back hill of Changsheng Temple. I'll show my brother the way in the afternoon."

After saying that, the child took Wen Ning and ran home.

On the way, the child told Wen Ning that his name was Xiao Wu. His father passed away due to illness a few years ago. There were only himself and his mother at home. His mother sewed and mended clothes for others every day to supplement the family income with laundry.

My life is pretty good, but my mother got sick not long ago and I ran out of money. When I have money, the doctor will visit my house.

Now that the family has no money and can’t hire a doctor, my mother is in constant pain at home every day.

They walked for a long time and passed through several streets and alleys before they came to a dilapidated and low house. Xiao Wu pointed at the dilapidated hut not far away.

"Brother, that's my home."

After approaching, the door was open. Looking at the crumbling hut, Wen Ning pursed his lips and shook his head.

As soon as he entered the yard, Xiao Wu shouted and ran towards the house.

"Mom, I brought the doctor back. You can be saved."

Just as I walked to the door, a voice came out

"You kid, didn't I tell you not to see a doctor? Mom is fine, just rest and rest. The money at home should be reserved to make new clothes for Xiao Wu. What will happen if the money is gone?"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Ning followed Xiao Wu into the house. Ah Qi was waiting outside the house.

"Who is this?"

The woman asked Xiao Wu curiously. Before Wen Ning could speak, Xiao Wu rushed to answer.

"Mom, this brother is a doctor. He knows medical skills and will definitely cure my mother's disease."

After saying that, Xiao Wu had already ran to the bedside, and the woman touched Xiao Wu's head distressedly.

"Hey, you kid, go and get your brother a glass of water."

After saying that, Xiao Wu ran away. Wen Ning took a look inside the house. Although the house was shabby, it was very clean. It could be seen that the woman was usually very diligent and clean.

The woman was half-leaning against the head of the bed, stroking the broken hair from her forehead with some embarrassment.

"It makes the doctor laugh. My family is poor and we don't have anything decent, so the doctor can sit wherever he wants."

Wen Ning shook his head, "No, it's very clean here."