I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 186 She is really not dead yet

Luo Qianhuai turned a deaf ear and asked the little girl: "I am also a doctor. If someone in your family gets sick, I can go back with you and take a look."

The little girl's dull eyes suddenly regained focus. She looked at Luo Qianhuai steadily: "Sister, can you really go to see my grandma?"

Luo Qianhuai nodded: "Without further ado, let's leave now. You can tell me the specific situation on the way."

"This little lady, don't be fooled by her." Not only the clerks from Guangjitang, but also the passers-by around them also tried to persuade them: "There are too many such shabby settlements in Anling. It's just a cheap life. It’s a blessing to meet someone like Hu Langzhong who is willing to give medicine, but it’s a pity that this little lady is ungrateful.”

"But, but since my mother took that medicine, not only has she not recovered, she has just become unconscious!" The little girl just spoke out in defense at this time, and burst into tears for a while, which made everyone around her feel a little agitated. Angrily.

"Could it be that the rogue man gave me the wrong medicine?"

"Actually, it's quite pitiful. I think it must be that my mother is seriously ill, so she is left without a care."

"But the medicine was also given for free. Could it be that doing something out of good intentions turned out to be a mistake?"

When Luo Qianhuai heard that the person had fainted, he immediately felt bad. She pulled the little lady up and said, "Stop talking about it now. It's important to go back quickly to save your mother."

At this time, Hu Langzhong, who had never shown up, suddenly came out.

He was about fifty years old, with a convincing Chinese character face, but at this time he looked serious: "There can be no problem with my medication."

He said to the little girl: "Your mother accidentally fell into the water, and the wind evil entered her body. She suffered from chills and trembling, and her limbs were cold. I used Gan Jiang Guizhi Decoction to drive away the cold and warm the yang. If you take it on time, it will not be completely ineffective. It won’t cause people to faint.”

When he said this, not to mention the laymen around him who were not proficient in medical skills, even the expert Luo Qianhuai didn't hear anything wrong.

It's just that the little girl doesn't look like she's pretending. Could it be that she really has something hidden?

"Now is not the time to investigate who is right and who is wrong." Luo Qianhuai said, "Human life is at stake, so we should go back first."

The little girl wiped away her tears, stood up and saluted Hu Langzhong from afar, without saying a word, and hurried away with Luo Qianhuai.

People behind her were talking about anything, but Luo Qianhuai didn't pay attention at all. He just urged her to speed up, for fear of falling behind.

On the other hand, Hu Langzhong stood in front of the steps for a long time. After everyone was dispersed by the waiters, he made up his mind and chased Luo Qianhuai in the direction where they disappeared.

On one side of the street corner, there was a little old man with pale hair and ruddy complexion. He was wearing a gray linen robe, a bamboo basket on his shoulder, a bamboo hat on his head, and a pair of worn-out hemp shoes at his feet. He only had a pair of bright eyes. So clear.

"Interesting." He said to himself, and simply followed Hu Langzhong.

Anlingyi is more than half the size of Changling. Luo Qianhuai followed the little girl through the streets and soon came to an extremely messy place in the northwest corner of Lingyi.

There are no decent houses here, only shacks made of wooden boards, linen, bark, thatch and other materials. Countless people in ragged clothes, men and women, old and young, all looked at Luo Qian with alien eyes. Huai.

The little girl looked back at Luo Qianhuai, her eyes full of worry and pleading, fearing that this enthusiastic sister would be deterred by the dirty environment here.

Luo Qianhuai smiled gently and held her cold hand.

This action undoubtedly boosted the little girl's confidence. She quickened her pace, leading Luo Qianhuai from left to right, and soon stood in front of a shack door.

The so-called door is just a curtain made of hay.

At this moment, there were seven or eight people standing outside the straw mat, looking at the little girl with silent compassion in their eyes.

"Zhenniang, go in and say goodbye to your mother." A middle-aged woman said, wiping her tears with her sleeves.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was already very sensible, and she immediately understood what had happened. "Ah mother, mother!" Zhenniang cried, opened the straw curtain, and ran staggeringly into the house.

Luo Qianhuai was faster than her, and he got into the shack with a single bow. The shack was extremely small, and there was an unpleasant smell of decay inside. A bed made of broken wooden boards was leaning against the wall, with a pale-faced woman lying on it, her limbs straight.

She quickly did a physical exam. The woman had no pulse, her eyes were open and her mouth was open, her body was cold, she was almost dead, only there was still a slight warmth between her chest and abdomen.

She pulled out a piece of hair and put it under the woman's nose. She found that the breath was still there, but it was so weak that it was almost undetectable - it was undoubtedly a case of suspended animation.

It's just that the patient's external cold is so obvious that he should be persuaded to take Ganjiang Guizhi Decoction to improve his condition. However, because of this medicine, his condition worsens rapidly. What could be the reason?

Zhenniang had already thrown herself on her mother, wailing loudly. Luo Qianhuai was used to seeing this kind of scene and was not disturbed. He looked at the woman for a moment and suddenly noticed something strange.

The woman's abdomen was slightly bulging and felt quite firm. It was unlikely that she was pregnant, because she had asked Zhenniang about her family situation on the way here and learned that her father had passed away last year. She and her widowed mother made a living by doing laundry and slept together every night.

If it wasn't pregnancy, then this should be the culprit causing all this. Countless cases he had seen in his previous life flashed through his mind. Luo Qianhuai's mind was racing and he stretched out his hand to explore the woman's tongue.

The tongue coating is white and greasy, and the tentacles are slightly astringent. It was almost identical to a certain medical case she had seen in her previous life.

"Don't cry yet, your mother is not dead yet." Luo Qianhuai pulled the little girl up.

After such a short time, Zhenniang's eyes were already red and swollen from crying. After hearing this, she just looked at her blankly, as if she didn't understand what she meant at all, and as if she couldn't believe it at all.

"It's really hopeless if we delay any longer. Go get half a bowl of warm water. Be quick!" she ordered.

Zhenniang suddenly came back to her senses and ran outside in large strides, shouting as she ran: "Aunt Zhang, Uncle Wang, who has warm water, please help me pour half a bowl!"

The people standing outside were all people who knew the mother and daughter well. The women all made a living by washing clothes, and the men in the family also did various hard labor.

The bright and prosperous appearance of Wulingyi conceals the hard work of these people at the bottom of society.

Although they had seen Mrs. Qin lose her breath and her body gradually became cold, they could not bear to extinguish the spark that rekindled in Zhen Niang's eyes.

Even then someone returned to their shack and brought warm water.

Just as Zhenniang was about to take it, one hand took the bowl of warm water over her.

"Hu Langzhong?" Zhenniang was stunned: "Why are you here?"

Hu Bo's eyes were a little dark.

His original intention of giving the medicine was to save people. He had previously thought that Zhen Niang was deliberately blackmailing him when he came to the door, but seeing the tragic situation here with his own eyes, he felt indescribably sad.

Many times, doctors are the people who want the patient to survive the most, besides family members.

"Although I don't know what went wrong," he said, "I would like to express my condolences."

"No, my mother is not dead!" Zhenniang only believed what she wanted to believe.

She snatched the bowl from his hand and ran towards Luo Qianhuai with red eyes.

(End of this chapter)