Marry a rough man!I became the stepmother of the soft and cute dumpling

Chapter 47 Talking to the Village Chief

The shopkeeper of the bookstore was kind-hearted and full of Confucianism. An Yuce stood aside with his hands up, talking seriously with the shopkeeper.The elder squatted down and looked at him with admiration in his eyes. He patted Yu Ce's head, turned and left.

"Why did he leave?" An Shuyue ran to An Yuce's side, wondering.

"I asked the shopkeeper to find a copy of 'Wei Yue Tang Ji' written by Mr. Ji. There is only a single copy left in the bookstore. The shopkeeper lent me to copy it at home and return it in seven days."

"Can I lend you the lonely copy?" Now it was An Xiaoxiao's turn to be surprised.

"I answered his three questions, and he lent me." An Yuce replied.

An Shuyue pondered for a moment, and decided not to ask any more questions.

No matter what the answer was, she couldn't answer it anyway.

Da Wu Chaoan, who was listening to the whole process, gave a thumbs up, with undisguised joy in his eyes.An Xiaoxiao rubbed her nose, feeling strangely embarrassed.

An Shuyue ran to the chat section to search for it, while An Xiaoxiao wandered among the medical books, skipping them casually from time to time without paying much attention.

There are almost all these books in the space, and An Xiaoxiao can't wait to recite them by heart.

His fingers casually caressed the spine of a book, and finally stopped on a book.

Ok?
An Xiaoxiao became interested.

She took out the book and flipped through it a few times, the casual expression on her face gradually dissipated, her eyes became serious, and her breathing quickened unconsciously.

The cover of this book is unremarkable, and the title "Strange Records" is even less impressive.An Xiaoxiao was just curious about how such a book would be mixed up in the classification of medical skills, but when she opened it carefully, the contents inside were horrifying.

"Seller, how do you sell this book?" The shopkeeper of the bookstore had already picked up the book and returned to An Yuce. The two were still talking carefully, and An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but interrupted.

"You make an offer." An Xiaoxiao cleared her tight throat and gripped the book tightly.

"This is my mother." The shopkeeper of the bookstore was originally a little unhappy because the conversation was interrupted, but An Yuce suddenly opened his mouth to explain.

"Since I'm a regular customer, I'll give you a discount on this book. You can give me a..." The shopkeeper stroked his beard and calmed down. Before she could finish her sentence, An Xiaoxiao said without hesitation, "Deal."

One tael of silver, this deal is a bargain.

"Shopkeeper, do you still have this book? If so, I'll buy two copies and bring them back to my friends." An Xiaoxiao asked.

"This." The shopkeeper of the bookstore looked over and over for a few times, then shook his head and said, "Currently, this store only has this one."

An Xiaoxiao didn't ask any more questions, quickly settled the money for buying and renting books, and walked down the street happily, smiling from ear to ear.

Earn it, earn it!

At present, it seems that there are not many books in this book, and it is even possible that this book is the only one in An Xiaoxiao's hand.

An Xiaoxiao thought about it more and more, and went back to the restaurant happily.

The restaurant had already prepared dinner, and An Shuyue got her plum cake as she wished. An Xiaoxiao met with shopkeeper Chen and asked about the recent sales of the medicinal food. This day's itinerary was completely over.

"Miss An, go and have a look." As soon as An Xiaoxiao returned to the hospital, the apprentice rushed over in a hurry, "The youngest son of the village chief's family has had a high fever for several days and has taken several doses of medicines read by the doctor. Fang Zi is useless."

An Xiaoxiao was startled, put down the things in his hands, and went straight to the village chief's house.

"Village head." The village head was sitting outside the door with a sad face. When he saw An Xiaoxiao, he had no time to say anything, and took her directly into the back room.

The child was terribly hot, and had already fainted from the fever. The child's mother took the trouble to change the wet towel on the child's forehead, and shed tears.

"First, I have been coughing for a long time. We thought the child was greedy and got angry, so we didn't care. But we never thought about it... Hey." The child wiped the corners of his eyes and moved away from An Xiaoxiao.

An Xiaoxiao frowned and checked the child's pulse, then leaned down and listened carefully to the breathing in his chest, and sighed inwardly.

It's really bad, pneumonia.

An Xiaoxiao stood up and comforted the two elders, and sent them out of the room. She half-truthfully warned: "During the treatment, no one is allowed to come in and disturb you, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The village head and the village head's wife nodded in fright.

An Xiaoxiao closed the door, looked at the child in the bed, and smiled.

Can only use antibiotics.

Take out the medicine from the space, feed the child to swallow, and then use alcohol to wipe the child's body to cool down physically.

Children are young, so they should be used with caution. In addition, although there are things with space, the conditions and environment in ancient times were limited, and disinfection could not be fully done. If it is not possible to give injections, it will not be treated with injections.

An Xiaoxiao kept an eye on the child's temperature, and wiped his body with alcohol every once in a while, and changed the towel on his forehead. After a night like this, the child's temperature finally dropped.

"Thank you Miss An, the family will never forget your kindness." The child's mother hugged the sleeping child, crying out of breath, and bent her knees to kneel in front of An Xiaoxiao, An Xiaoxiao Hold her up abruptly, not letting her kneel down.

"This is my duty, so I can't say thank you."

The village chief reached out to support his daughter-in-law, whispered a few words of comfort, and said to An Xiaoxiao with a complicated expression: "Come with me."

An Xiaoxiao didn't know, so she followed the village chief to another room. The village chief sighed for a moment, found some tissue paper from under the bed and handed it to An Xiaoxiao.

"This is?" An Xiaoxiao was full of doubts, and finally opened it to take a look at the village chief's signal.

It is a deed to a farm.

An Xiaoxiao's heart tightened slightly, but her face remained calm, "What is this?"

"This is left by Han San and his parents." The village head sighed again.

"This is from Sanhan and the others?" An Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back anymore, her face twisted, she asked in disbelief.

"The three of them are close to their parents, and they often come and go. I didn't expect that there was a great plague in the village more than ten years ago, and most of the people in the village didn't escape. Before their parents died, they bought this farm with all their savings and handed it over to me for safekeeping. I thought it was to leave a job for them... I never thought that these three people would become like this."

The village chief burst into tears, and An Xiaoxiao silently took out the cloth towel and handed it over.

"It's my fault too. I just became the village chief at that time. After the great plague, the village needs people to control everywhere. I really can't concentrate on raising them. Three good children..." The village chief couldn't continue speaking halfway, just bowed his head Wiping his tears, An Xiaoxiao reached out and patted his back, thought for a moment, and said, "Everyone has his own destiny, you can't force it."

"Seeing them go back to the right path now, I feel a lot more at ease," the village head calmed down, and said slowly, "Miss An, it's really a great fortune in my village that you can come to Daoxiang Village."

"I know you have something you want to do, and I know you won't stay in the village for long, so I only have one thing to ask." Village Chief An held down An Xiaoxiao who was about to speak, and tightly held her hands and said: "I I just hope that you can let these three children take a few more steps on the right path before you leave."

"You're right. Everyone has their own destiny. I can't force it. I just hope that these three children can stay on the right path for a while."

The old man was earnest, and An Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it and would not refuse. She was silent for a long time, and finally nodded cautiously.

(End of this chapter)