Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Liu Liu dressed the woman, turned around and walked to stand next to Liu Qingcao. Standing on the side, she could see Liu Qingcao's profile and the small blood-red meat strips on the tabletop...

Liu Liu looked at the girl beside him with complicated eyes. She had lived with her master in the capital since she was a child until she was 17 years old.

She had seen many doctors beside her master, but she had never heard of, let alone seen, a girl committing suicide to save someone like this.

The girl is less than 13 years old, but she has such medical skills. I don’t know who she studied under.

"She should wake up, Liu Liu, go and prepare a bowl of rice porridge." Liu Qingcao estimated the time, and she should be waking up soon.

"Yes, girl." Liu Liu glanced at the person on the bed, turned and left the room.

Not long after Liu Liu left, the woman on the bed slowly woke up.

As soon as the woman opened her eyes, she saw the white gauze bed cover and felt a dull pain in her abdomen. She subconsciously wanted to get up, but was stopped by a crisp and slightly familiar voice.

"Auntie, don't move, be careful of the wound."

The woman was stunned and looked at Liu Qingcao in confusion.

Liu Qingcao knew her doubts and did not hesitate. He looked at her with a smile and said apologetically, "Auntie, after receiving the money, I naturally wanted to help you treat your illness. It's just that something happened suddenly and I treated you before I had time to ask. Could you please Auntie, don’t blame me.”

The woman was overjoyed, her eyes reddened and she quickly shook her head. Her survival depended on the doctor in front of her. How could she ever think of blaming others?

"Thank you doctor, thank you doctor."

"It's easy to get paid to do things." Liu Qingcao smiled and didn't care.

The woman burst into tears of gratitude, knowing that she had met a kind person today. Otherwise, her little money would not be enough for the doctor to treat her.

"Auntie, I took this off your body, do you want to see it?" Liu Qingcao pointed to the pregnancy sac on the table and asked.

The woman was stunned again, then thought of something and said quickly, "Thank you doctor, I want to take it away, is that okay?"

Liu Qingcao did not refuse. The pregnancy sac belonged to the woman, and it was natural for her to take it away. There was no use keeping it with her.

"Auntie can make the decision herself."

"Thank you doctor."

The woman thanked her again, Liu Qingcao shook her head and sat on the stool.

Liu Qingcao used spiritual spring water to heal the incision on the woman's fallopian tube. She also used spiritual spring water for the incision on the abdomen, but not too much.

"Auntie, I will prescribe some medicine for you later. You go back and take it for five days. Don't overwork yourself. The wound will still hurt after five days. Come here and see the shopkeeper of the grain store and ask her to give you the medicine. Come here in half a month and I will give it to you. Remove the stitches, by the way, the wound should not be exposed to water before the stitches are removed."

Liu Qingcao told her what to pay attention to. Seeing that she was distracted, he sighed and repeated it again.

"Auntie, do you remember?"

The woman nodded stiffly, her smile was very bitter. She couldn't work for half a month, could her mother-in-law tolerate her?
Seeing the woman's reaction, Liu Qingcao didn't understand her situation. This era was really harsh on women. Even her mother-in-law didn't choose to be sympathetic, but chose to be embarrassed and harsh, which made her very sad.

"Auntie, your body is your capital and your life is your own. If you don't feel sorry for yourself, who will feel sorry for you? What do you think?" Liu Qingcao gave an appropriate persuasion. If you can listen to it, just say it. If you don't, say no. More won't help.

"Yes, doctor, you are right." The woman thought of her mother-in-law and husband at home and smiled in relief.

"Girl, the porridge is here, the temperature is just right." Liu Liu entered the room carrying the tray.

Liu Qingcao nodded and stood up, "Okay, you feed Auntie to drink, and I'll go outside and take a look."

"Girl, go in peace, Liu Liu will be there to guard you."

Liu Qingcao glanced at the two of them, turned around and walked out of the shop.

Although the three of Qi Sanshan are extremely talented, they don't have much practice. In a situation like today, the three of them have no way at all, and they don't even have the ability to give first aid.

Fortunately, Xie Liuyan sensed something was wrong and was very aware of her own cognitive abilities. If she tried to muddle through today, then this woman would definitely die, and she might even be implicated in this matter.This free clinic had just begun, and she had to watch it to avoid making mistakes.

After leaving the shop door, Liu Qingcao stood behind them. Less than a quarter of an hour later, a man ran to Qi Sanshan crazily with a child in his arms.

"Doctor, doctor, please help me see if he is still alive or can he be saved?" The man was panting. He held the child on his body, sat on the stool, and spoke to Qi Sanshan intermittently.

Seeing this, Qi Sanshan stood up and walked around the table to the two of them, stretched out his hand to hold the child's wrist.

Liu Qingcao saw all this in his eyes. The child in the man's arms had been ill for a long time. Now he was terminally ill and could die at any time.

"Uncle, the patient has been ill for a long time. I will write a prescription first, and you will go to the hospital to get the medicine immediately." Qi Sanshan said while writing the prescription.

The man stood there, looking at the name of the medicine on the paper, and closed his eyes in despair, "Doctor, please write down a prescription for me, just one that can relieve pain."

Qi Sanshan's hand holding the pen paused, and Xie Liuyan and Jiang Xiaobai also turned their heads to look at the man, helplessness and sympathy flashing in their eyes.

"Uncle, he can still be saved." Qi Sanshan put down his pen and advised concisely.

"We don't have any money at home anymore. Let's buy him ginseng and ask the doctor to give me a prescription to relieve pain." The man touched the boy's hair lovingly and looked up at Qi Sanshan pleadingly. .

Qi Sanshan hid the strangeness in his eyes, said "hmm" softly, and started writing on the paper.

"Uncle, that's it." Qi Sanshan handed the paper to the man and said calmly.

The man thanked him, put the prescription in his arms, picked up the boy and walked into the crowd.

The man's strong and lonely figure fell into Liu Qingcao's eyes. Liu Qingcao shook his head and still planned to call him back.

"Wait a moment."

The man paused, turned around slowly, looked at Liu Qingcao with red eyes, and choked up silently.

"..."

Liu Qingcao knew that this man couldn't even afford the money for painkillers and planned to watch the person in his arms die silently.

"I can cure him, but will you agree to work for three years to pay me back?"

Liu Qingcao wants to save people, but she doesn't intend to save them in vain. There are thousands of people in this world, and their hearts are unpredictable. Who can guarantee that no one will take advantage of her sympathy and try to save someone with nothing?
The man nodded excitedly and looked at Liu Qingcao gratefully. If it weren't for the person in his arms who couldn't bear the torment, he would have knelt down to thank Liu Qingcao.

"Okay, I promise, as long as I can save my son, I will do anything."

When the man choked, Liu Qingcao walked over, took out the porcelain bottle, removed the stopper and fed the mouth of the porcelain bottle to the boy.

"Sanshan, as I just said, write two documents and have this uncle sign and fingerprint them." Liu Qingcao poured the water from the spiritual spring in the porcelain bottle. The boy's fingers moved almost imperceptibly. She raised the corners of her lips slightly and walked over. When Qi Sanshan was next to him, he spoke softly.

Qi Sanshan nodded, picked up the pen and started writing. This kind of document is very simple and only requires a few sentences.

"Uncle, it's done. Please write your name and take your fingerprints."

"This, my son, he"

The man looked at the document and then at the person in his arms, suddenly forgetting that he had not finished speaking.

Qi Sanshan raised the corners of his lips, put the documents on the table, and waited for the man quietly without making a sound to urge him.

"An'er, are you awake?" The man's resolute eyebrows softened for a moment.

"Father, where is this?"

"An'er, this is on the street, you, are you still in pain?" The man looked at the boy's face anxiously, and then realized that there were no tears in his clear eyes, and there was no pain on his face.