My dark guard ran away with a bag

Qing Ling trembled and hugged Jun Rui tightly, not knowing what to do, she could only look at the aunt with pleading eyes, and asked, "What should I do?"

His voice trembled weakly, and his body was like a leaf falling in the wind, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

"Young man, it depends on the doctor, the baby is so small, my wife can't help it!" The old lady also stamped her feet anxiously, how could such a big baby get sick!

When Qingling heard about the doctor, she couldn't care less, she put on her shoes and ran out!

"Young man, wait!" The old lady grabbed Qing Ling and took out a few copper coins from her bosom, "The doctor wants to pay for the consultation, but you are penniless, what do you think!"

The old lady stuffed the copper plate into Qingling's hand, but found that Qingling's body was still hot.

"Oh, you are so hot, you must still have a fever, this is..."

"I'm fine." Qingling held tightly the life-saving money that the aunt gave her, her eyes were red, and her voice was choked with sobs, "Thank you, great kindness, I can't repay you, aunt, I will pay my respects to you." Qing Ling said on the spot Kneeling down, hugging Jun Rui, unable to kowtow, could only bend down.

"Oh, you child!" The aunt hurriedly helped him up, and shouted out of the house, "Old man, take this little brother to town!"

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After walking for more than an hour on this road, I finally arrived at a medical clinic in the town.

Qingling was full of children, and didn't care that he was being watched as soon as he entered the door.

"Doctor, doctor, save my child." Qing Ling hugged Jun Rui and rushed straight to the doctor sitting in the hall.

The doctor checked the child's face, touched his forehead, and asked about the child's food and sleep in the past few days.

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense!" The doctor heard the child blowing the wind, and cursed nonsense three times.

"The cold wind in the first month, how can a child who is just full moon blow it!" The doctor hastily prescribed a dose of medicine, ordered someone to fry it, pointed at Qing Ling, and blamed her repeatedly.

Qing Ling blamed herself very much, hugged Jun Rui, bowed her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all Dad's fault."

Seeing Qingling's appearance, the doctor couldn't blame him any longer, and sighed, "There is a room inside, which is warmer. You take the child to rest first, and then drink the medicine and let the child sleep for an hour. have a look!"

"Thank you, thank you!" Qingling was overjoyed, she met so many good people this day.

Because there was still some work to be done, Qing Ling asked the uncle to go back first.

At noon, Rui'er's fever finally subsided. The doctor prescribed two sets of medicine, asked the little apprentice to pack them, and handed them to Qing Ling, "Go back and take care of her. One set in the morning and one in the evening. One mouthful is enough for the child. Yes, you drank it yourself, you are much sicker than the child!" The doctor said earnestly.

After all, he was in the business of hanging pots to help the world, the doctor felt a little sympathetic to Qing Ling's obviously downcast appearance, and took two copper coins as a consultation fee, but he didn't take any medicine materials.

Qing Ling was on the verge of tears, squeezed the herbs in her hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you!"

The doctor waved his hand, "It's nothing, I have a huge Tongji Hall, this medicine is nothing, you can go back and take care of the children."

Qingling felt that there was nothing to repay, so she nodded with red eyes.

Carrying the medicine and carrying the child to the door, Qing Ling felt struck by lightning.

Too fast, the Lord came up too fast...

"Give me the child." Jun Wuji's voice hid the shocking anger, and covered it up with an indifferent tone.

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