Chapter 477: As if a World Away (Eighteen Updates)
Time is still flowing.
The whispers from the side continued to reach her ears.
The county magistrate’s wife was so distressed that she fainted twice.
Just as Magistrate Zou’s patience was about to collapse.
He had already stood up, and his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing, with murderous intent in his eyes.
He slowly raised his hand and was about to open his mouth to issue a punishment order...
At this moment——
Zou, who had long been diagnosed as dead by doctors, The young master suddenly coughed.
This cough.
Like the sound of nature!
It was also the most pleasant cough that Yang Ruoqing had ever heard in her two lifetimes.
Looking at the little boy slowly opening a pair of beautiful eyes without a trace of dust.
Yang Ruoqing smiled.
The whole person seemed to have been drained of all strength, and fell to the ground exhausted...
Elegant interior.
The county magistrate’s wife held Yang Ruoqing’s hand tightly. Tears filled her eyes and her voice was a little hoarse.
"Miss Yang, you are the great benefactor of our Zou family, the great Bodhisattva..."
"Good child, you saved my Lin'er's life, and you also saved my life and mine. My husband’s life!”
As the woman spoke, she burst into tears again.
The maid next to me was there to persuade me.
Yang Ruoqing looked at the woman's haggard expression and was filled with emotion.
It doesn’t matter what kind of character a woman in this world has.
Gentle?
Spicy?
It doesn't matter what status she has or her abilities.
When it comes to their children, they all have the same identity - mother!
The child is sick, in danger, and his life hangs by a thread.
Status, wealth, and abilities are all in vain.
At this moment, she is just a helpless mother.
So weak and helpless that it makes people feel distressed.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but think of herself.
When I traveled through time, I was said to have been lying in bed half-dead for several days.
Tan and the others kept urging him to wrap it in bamboo mats and throw it away to the earthen kiln behind the forest.
But Sun kept trying to stop him.
Ms. Sun was just the humblest country woman, and she had no money to take her daughter to a big place for medical treatment and medicine.
She could only stay in front of the bed every day and take care of her...
Praying to the Bodhisattva to bless her daughter...
Although in the end, her daughter still left...
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly had the urge to go home.
I miss my mother!
Over there, the county magistrate’s wife was persuaded by maid Xiaocui to calm down temporarily.
Magistrate Zou also came in.
"Husband, how is Lin'er now?"
The county magistrate's wife asked.
Magistrate Zou smiled slightly: "Madam, don't worry. President Wang has checked Lin'er's pulse just now, and she has taken Shexiang Baoxin Pills. She is fine."
The magistrate's wife Chang Song Take a breath.
Magistrate Zou’s eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.
"Miss Yang, Mr. Zou would like to thank you for what happened today!"
He straightened his clothes, bowed his hands and bowed to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up.
"Lord Zou, please don't do this to disgrace the daughter of the people!"
She was a little flattered.
Master Zou said: "My wife and I have been married for ten years before we have this son."
"My son was born frail and has a history of heart disease. He has sought medical advice over the years. Medicine cannot cure it.”
Speaking of this, the couple looked solemn again.
Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly, expressing deep understanding.
Having a child with the disease at home can make parents feel happy!
Yang Ruoqing listened to Master Zou and his wife talking about their son's illness, from novels to adults.
One by one, one by one, they are all remembered so deeply and clearly in the hearts of this couple.
This shows how deep the love they poured into that child was.
Finally, the county magistrate’s wife looked at Yang Ruoqing expectantly. "Miss Yang, you have great medical skills. You must be proficient in bringing my son back to life."
"Please, can you continue to treat my son's heart disease?"< br>
The county magistrate’s wife begged, and the county magistrate on the side also looked at him pleadingly.
This made Yang Ruoqing a little embarrassed.
Can she say that she is not actually an authoritative expert on the heart?
She is just an agent.
It’s just that in order to perform tasks, I have been organized and trained in all aspects since I was a child.
Be familiar with the structure of the human body and how to deal with some common diseases.
On the one hand, it is to save oneself.
On the other hand, it is also for killing people.
This is the rule of survival in the underground world.
The reason why she knows a lot about the heart is mainly due to her senior brother.
His identity is an agent, but his profession that he usually conceals is that of a doctor, specializing in heart attacks.
"Miss Yang, please, please save my Lin'er..."
"He is less than nine years old and has been troubled by the disease for nine years,"
County Madam Ling murmured through tears.
"In the past two years, this child's illnesses have become more frequent."
"The pills in the past seem to be showing signs of being unable to suppress the disease."
"The famous doctor in the capital diagnosed him and said that the child would not live to be sixteen!"
The words of the county magistrate's wife made Yang Ruoqing frown.
This little boy is about the same age as Daan.
The pink jade chisel is so beautiful that it seems that it should not belong to this world.
Now that I am nine years old, doesn’t that mean I only have seven years to live?
This is only when there is no joy or anger.
If you are touched and you cannot get first aid, you can burp at any time.
What a pity!
"I can understand Madam's mood, but this disease is very difficult."
Yang Ruoqing said.
"I just met a traveling doctor who gave me some advice. I'm not completely sure how to cure it..."
The county magistrate's wife shook her head.
“My body is no longer able to give birth to children.”
“My lord treats me with affection and does not want to marry again.”
“If Lin’er can’t give us Zou If there is even a trace of blood left in our family, our Zou family will be cut off..."
"Miss Yang, we don't dare to ask you to cure him completely."
"Please do your best to save my Lin'er's life, so that he can live longer, so that he can be our descendant... ..."
"This..."
Yang Ruoqing bit her pink lips and fell into thought.
“Okay, then I’ll give it a try!”
Hearing her nod, the county magistrate and his wife were overjoyed.
The county magistrate's wife glanced at Xiao Cui, who smiled and turned around and clapped her palms towards the door.
Several maids came in carrying trays.
Every tray has something on it.
In the exquisite wooden box on the first one was the cinnamomum camphora that she gave away with tears.
In the second tray was a pair of shining silver head jewelry.
The third maid held several pieces of cloth in her hands, which looked like silk and satin.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised.
Is this... a reward for yourself?
The cinnamon mushroom, hey, do you want it to be returned to its original owner?
The next words of the county magistrate's wife quickly confirmed her guess.
"Miss Yang, these are our couple's thanks to you. Thank you very much for saving my son..."
Although I wanted to put all these things in my arms.
But Yang Ruoqing shook her head.
“My parents always tell me that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.”
"Madam, I cannot accept these rewards..."
In the end, Magistrate Zou and his wife failed to defeat Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing went to visit Zou Lin'er in the next door room again and gave some instructions on food and daily life.
For example, don’t sleep on a bed that is too soft.
Try to sleep harder, which can reduce the pressure on the heart.
Eat a light diet, have a stable mood, etc...
(End of this chapter)