Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 869
After landing on the shore, a group of "beasts" who had lived on the deserted island for more than half a year immediately dispersed. After Shen Qingyin and Ma Yiming made an appointment, they found a passerby to ask the location of "He Shan Tang", and hurried over there.

She is from the south of the Yangtze River. When she was a few months old, she was picked up by a scavenger girl in the grass by the side of the road, and she was raised with great difficulty.

When Shen Qingyin was ten years old, the local armed forces recruited some children from poor families to be trained in the army. Grandma got the news and asked her to try it out. Unexpectedly, the first one was selected, and she ended up eating chaff after joining the army. dish day.

Now that her grandmother is old, she lives alone in her hometown. The wandering life in her youth left behind many hidden diseases. Shen Qingyin went to find a famous doctor to treat her illnesses no matter where she was.

Half a year ago, on the train to Haishi, she witnessed a young man administering needles to a fainted pregnant woman. She was small and surrounded by passengers and couldn't see the person performing the needle clearly, but the person's voice was very loud. The coldness was still fresh in her memory, and when the crowd dispersed before looking for someone, there was no trace of the young man.

Shen Qingyin looked lonely at the busy traffic on the street. The city was getting more and more prosperous, but everything had nothing to do with her. Even after looking for three pharmacies, they couldn't find any special herbs.

Speaking of this prescription, it still has something to do with the man on the train.

Last winter when Shen Qingyin went back to her hometown to visit relatives, Grandma Shen handed her a prescription as soon as she entered the house, and said excitedly, a young man said that his hidden illness could be cured, as long as he took the medicine according to the prescription above, he would not need it The third officer will cure her illness with the medicine, and the other party saw that she was a widowed old man, so she left without receiving any money.

When she was chasing the young man, Grandma Wu next door stopped her and asked her for help. She missed the chance to meet the young man, and only heard his cold voice saying goodbye from a distance.

She was sure that the young man on the train was the one who gave her grandma the prescription, and she would never forget the voice.

"Dinglingling..." There was a scream from behind, Shen Qingyin followed the sound, and not far from her, a twelve or thirteen-year-old child on a bicycle collided with a tricycle on the opposite side. Scratch.

"Little brother, don't move around."

As a nurse, Shen Qingyin knelt on the ground to check the wound naturally. The child was probably terrified, staring at the blood on her leg at a loss, and wiped it with her hands indiscriminately.

A few people came around to help the middle-aged woman who was riding a tricycle. She just scratched the skin a little bit, but seeing the serious injury of the child, she didn't know what to do for a while, so frightened she cried.

"Please help me with the baby."

Shen Qingyin couldn't see the condition of the wound, the child was so frightened that she lost her mind, and pulled Shen Qingyin's hair vigorously, making her scalp numb.

Soon a young man came over, the man hugged the child's shoulders vigorously, Shen Qingyin took out a bottle of medical alcohol and cotton swabs from the satchel, and scrubbed the child's wound, but the child kicked over the bottle, The flying broken glass hit her wrist, and a thin stream of blood flew out immediately.

"Ah!" The young man who was holding the child was dumbfounded, and when he let go of his hand, the child started to move again, unintentionally pushing in the glass fragment that cut Shen Qingyin's blood vessel.

Shen Qingyin let out a muffled snort, looked down at the wound that was not bleeding, frowned slightly and quickly checked the child's wound.

The wound was not deep, and the bleeding was caused by the child himself. After wrapping the gauze, the young man who helped pointed to the wound on Shen Qingyin's wrist, and stammered for a long time, "You...you won't die, right? ?”

(End of this chapter)