Doctor Concubine Against Heaven

Chapter 32 You are sick, I have medicine

Murong Qianqian knew that Xiao Dai was worried about her, not because she judged people by their appearance, or because they had no sympathy.

"Xiao Dai, wait for me here. My mother told me in a dream that as a doctor, you must have a kind heart."

Patting Xiaodai's hand, Murong Qianqian walked towards the stubborn boy.

Murong Qianqian squatted in front of the man, and Rongyu sent out a signal.Murong Qianqian knew that he had pneumonia.In this world, medical equipment is not advanced, so pneumonia is basically not curable, so it is judged as an incurable disease.

Looking at the boy, he is not as fragile as a child from an ordinary family, but mature enough to make Murong Qianqian feel distressed.

The most important thing is that she can feel that this child is a practicing family.

"I'm a doctor, give me your hand."

Murong Qianqian stretched out his right hand, and a pair of fair hands appeared in front of the boy's eyes, so perfect that he was afraid of dirtying Murong Qianqian's hands.

Seeing the lines on the boy's face soften little by little, Murong Qianqian's face was covered with a smile: "Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions."

The boy raised his head to look at Murong Qianqian, who was as beautiful as a fairy, and opened his parched lips: "Infected, you will die."

The boy let his body lean back as much as possible, not to have any contact with Murong Qianqian, and he was so cautious in every move.Looking at him, Murong Qianqian really felt distressed!

Stretching out his hand, he firmly held the boy's hand in his hand: "Fool, I have already held your hand. If I die, I will die with you. So, can I help you feel the pulse?"

A warm current flashed through the boy's heart, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.However, Murong Qianqian didn't pay attention to his expression, but concentrated on feeling his pulse.

I knew he had pneumonia, and I knew he had a high fever.For Murong Qianqian, these symptoms were nothing more than a piece of cake.

"I can save you, come with me."

Murong Qianqian pulled the boy, but found that he couldn't even stand upright.

Crouching in front of the boy, Murong Qianqian said freely, "Come on, I'll carry you home."

Xiaodai watched Murong Qianqian's interaction with the boy, immediately ran forward, looked at Murong Qianqian and said, "Miss, you hold it, I'll carry him."

In the past few days when she got in touch with Murong Qianqian again, Xiao Dai knew exactly what kind of person she was, and also knew her temperament.What's more, they are all people who have come out of poverty, how could Xiao Dai despise a child who is in dilapidated condition?

The boy looked at the backs of the two people in front of him, swallowed all his tears, and said coldly: "Are you sure you want to take me back? I'm sick, not serious."

Murong Qianqian turned around and looked at the little boy with a straight back, Murong Qianqian always felt that his identity was not simple.

Even so, she still wanted to heal this lonely and helpless child!
"You are sick, I have medicine."

Xiaodai couldn't laugh or cry when she heard Murong Qianqian's cheerful tone, and the little boy with a paralyzed face was also choked by her words and didn't know what to say.

"Since you can go, let's go."

Murong Qianqian walked forward, and Xiaodai hurriedly followed behind her.The boy looked at Murong Qianqian's ease, thought for a moment, and walked forward with difficulty.

Murong Qianqian's pace was not fast, and he didn't look back, just kept walking.It was as if there was a pair of eyes behind her, and she could see the boy following her all the time.

Walking to the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xiao Dai knocked on the door and gave some money, and the three walked in.

When Murong Qianqian was doing things, these servants naturally didn't dare to intervene, they only thought that Murong Qianqian had bought a servant back.

(End of this chapter)