The general's wife is sick

"What's the matter, why did you stop?" Ji Liu's voice came through the door, and the coachman said, "Third Young Master, a child fell on the road and blocked us."

Ji Liu dressed neatly, put on a cap and got out of the car to check. The place where the sun shines is still warm when there is no wind.

I saw a small and frail little boy lying in front of the carriage not far away, dressed in rags and not covering his body. Ji Liu stepped forward to feel his pulse, and then looked at his naked body, his tiny arms and firewood sticks. Same, couldn’t help frowning, “He’s very weak, he’s been beaten, he seems to have internal injuries, and there’s a lot of frostbite too, Uncle Zhang, go get the green bottle of pills and the chunky frostbite from the car. Anoint!"

Ji Liu hugged the boy in his arms and covered his body with sable fur, which attracted many people's attention.Judging from Ji Liu's attire, he must be from a wealthy family. The boy looked like a beggar at first glance, but he didn't dislike the ugly and dirty little beggar. He used such an expensive white sable fur to shield the little beggar from the cold wind. .

The snow was too cold, Ji Liu touched the little beggar's arms as cold as snow, tried twice, although the child was thin and tall but not short, he didn't hold him for a while, the body of these pair of children was indeed not as good as a man's, so he endured it Can't stop complaining.

Lao Zhang took the pills and frostbite ointment from the car and handed them to Ji Liu. Ji Liu reprimanded the people around him with a dark face, "What are you doing, carry him to the car!"

"Oh, good third young master." Lao Zhang hurriedly stepped forward to take the little beggar into the car.

Cheng Cheng came back from a distance, with a white breath in his mouth, "Young master, young master, why don't you go forward, hey, what's the matter..." Cheng became hoarse, and he didn't say another word.

In the car, Ji Liu pulled the brocade quilt to cover his body. He first poured a pill into the little beggar with water, and then took frostbite ointment to wipe his frostbite on his body.

Ingredient came in, "Young master, you are really lucky. I haven't arranged it yet, but you really saved one! Now we don't have to use fakes."

"It happened suddenly, let Uncle Zhang go to the pharmacy first!" There are no hospitals in this world, only pharmacies. Doctors only come out to sell medicines. All the medicinal materials on the prescription must be bought in their own pharmacies. That requires an additional payment for a prescription, and pharmacies usually do not admit patients to recuperate.

Uncle Zhang was driving the car for the old lady at home, a lifelong slave, the old lady was worried about Ji Liu's trip to Beijing this time, so she specially arranged for him to drive for Ji Liu.

After inquiring, everyone drove to a medicine hall. Ji Liu handed over the money and asked the medicine hall to take in the little beggar. Seeing that he was a beggar, the medicine boy was unwilling to take him in. They were all kicked out.

All the patients whispered and guessed whether the beggar was injured by Ji Liu. They were always very "interested" in the bullying behavior of the rich.It's just that this time there was that idler who followed the carriage all the way to watch the excitement. I didn't expect that Ji Liu could really send people to the medicine hall. They were about to leave in disappointment, only to hear the people in the medicine hall muttering, and couldn't help saying the truth.

The person in front of him was scrutinized by everyone present, and no one could recognize who Ji Liu was.

"I only heard the servant driving the car call him Third Young Master."

"Third Young Master?"

There are as many officials and eunuchs in the capital, and their homes are full of luxuriant foliage. When a brick is thrown down, there are eight of the three young masters who are hit, and they are wearing thick caps. Who knows whose third young master he is? !

"It's probably a double young master. If not, why is he wearing a hat?" Someone guessed.

The little beggar was already awake when Ji Liu left, his eyes dodged, he seemed to be very frightened, and when he was about to run, Cheng stopped him, Ji Liu held his arms, slipped a few golden beads to him, and whispered in his ear. Said, "It's easy to hide, keep it and set up your own family in the future."

The little beggar's eyes widened, he tightly held the golden bead in his hand, and a grateful expression appeared on his dirty face, "Great kind man, I will repay your great kindness from now on like a bull and a horse!"

In modern society, there are endless unscrupulous people who use children to beg for money. They don't know that giving money is also a means of protecting the beggars.

After Ji Liu spent a lot of money entrusting him to the medicine hall, he asked the little drug boy for the route to Ji's mansion.

Before noon, a group of people appeared at the gate of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu's mansion with a figure of wind and snow. The two big stone lions at the gate were solemn and solemn, but the layers of snow on their bodies and heads affected their mighty image.

Ji Liu ordered someone to come forward and knock on the door, the door was knocked on the big iron door, the porter reluctantly stuck his head out from the door, how could there be people coming to visit in such a heavy snowstorm?

"Who is coming?"

"Master Ji San is returning home, so hurry up and open the door!"

The concierge was a bit taken aback when he heard that, there were two young masters in the Ji Mansion, why did the third one stand in front of him, and said in a bad tone, "Where did the liar come from, and I don't even look at where this place is, this is the Ministry of Rites Shangshu's Mansion!"

Ji Liu got out of the carriage, her fluffy and fluffy cap seemed to be blown away by the cold wind at any moment, "Ingredient!"

Composition responded readily, helped Ji Liu out of the carriage, walked on the snow, and walked all the way to the gate. The eaves of the gate were wide, and the ground here was dry without any snowflakes. The two stood still again, with a row of followers standing behind them .

"Ahem..." There was a violent coughing sound, as if to cough up the lobe of the lungs, the porter hid in the door, he was afraid that Ji Liu had a tuberculosis.