Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 479

Time is still running.

The whispering voices beside her continued to enter her ears.

The county magistrate's wife was so distressed that she fainted twice.

The patience of magistrate Zou was on the verge of collapse.

He had already stood up, his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing, and there was a murderous look in his silent eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, and was about to open his mouth to issue a punishment order...

at this time--

Young Master Zou, who had been diagnosed as breathless by many doctors, coughed suddenly.

This cough.

Like the sounds of nature!

It was also the best cough Yang Ruoqing had ever heard in two lifetimes.

Watching the little boy slowly open a pair of beautiful eyes without a trace of dust.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

The whole person seemed to have been drained of strength, collapsed to the ground...

Elegant room.

The county magistrate's wife held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly, tears filled her eyes, her voice was a little hoarse.

"Miss Yang, you are a great benefactor of our Zou family, a great Bodhisattva..."

"Good boy, you saved my Lin'er's life, and my husband's life as well!"

As the woman spoke, she broke down in sobs again.

The maid on the side was there to persuade.

Yang Ruoqing was also full of emotion when she saw the woman's haggard appearance.

A woman in this world doesn't care what kind of character she is.

gentle?

pungent?

It doesn't matter what kind of status she has, or her ability.

When facing their children, they all have the same identity - mother!

The child is sick, in danger, and his life is hanging by a thread.

Status, status, wealth and ability are all floating clouds.

At this moment, she is just a powerless mother.

It hurts to be weak and helpless.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help thinking of herself.

When time travel came, it was said that he had been lying on the bed half dead for several days.

Tan and the others kept urging to wrap it in a bamboo mat and throw it to the kiln behind the forest.

But Mrs. Sun has been trying her best to stop her.

Sun is just the most humble peasant woman in the country, and she has no money to take her daughter to a big place to see a doctor and take medicine.

She can only stay by the bed every day, looking after...

I pray to the Bodhisattva to bless my daughter...

Although in the end, the girl still left...

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly had the urge to go home.

Miss you!

Over there, the county magistrate's wife was temporarily calmed down by the maid Xiaocui.

Magistrate Zou also came in.

"Husband, how is Lin'er doing now?"

asked the magistrate's wife.

County Magistrate Zou smiled slightly: "Madam, don't worry, just now Chairman Wang has checked Lin'er's pulse, and he took the Musk Baoxin Pill, and he is fine."

The magistrate's wife let out a sigh of relief.

Magistrate Zou's eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.

"Miss Yang, Zou is here to thank you for what happened today!"

He straightened his clothes, bowed his hands, and bowed to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up.

"Master Zou, don't want to do this, it's ruining the daughter of the people!"

She was a little flattered.

Mr. Zou said: "My wife and I have been married for ten years, and we only got this son under our knees."

"My son is born weak and has a heart disease. He has sought medical treatment and medicine all these years, but he has not been cured."

Speaking of this, the couple looked dignified again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly, expressing her deep understanding.

There are children in the family, how can the mood of being a parent be bright!

Yang Ruoqing listened to Master Zou and his wife talking about their son's illness, from novel to adulthood.

One pile, one piece, is in the hearts of the couple, and they are so deeply and clearly remembered.

This shows how deep their love for that child is.

In the end, the county magistrate's wife looked at Yang Ruoqing expectantly.

"Miss Yang, you have excellent medical skills. You must be proficient in bringing my son back to life."

"Please, can you continue to treat my son's heart disease?"

The county magistrate's wife begged, and the county magistrate on the side also watched pleadingly.

This made Yang Ruoqing a little embarrassed.

Can she say that she is not an authoritative expert on the heart?

She's just an agent.

It's just that in order to perform tasks, he was organized and trained in all aspects since he was a child.

Familiar with the structure of the human body, and the treatment of some common diseases.

On the one hand, it is for self-help.

On the other hand, it is also for killing.

Such is the rule of survival in the underground world.

As for the heart, the reason why she knows a lot is mainly thanks to her elder brother.

He is an agent, but his usual disguised occupation is a doctor, who focuses on the heart.

"Miss Yang, please, please save my Lin'er..."

"He is less than nine years old, and he has been troubled by illness for nine years,"

The county magistrate's wife murmured with tears.

"In the past two years, this child has become more and more frequent."

"The pills from the past seem to be irrepressible."

"A famous doctor in the capital diagnosed him and said that the child would not live to be 16!"

The magistrate's wife's words made Yang Ruoqing frowned.

This little boy is about the same age as Da An.

The powder carved jade chisel is so beautiful that it seems that it should not belong to this world.

Now that he is nine years old, doesn't that mean he only has seven years to live?

This is only in the case of no joy and no anger.

If it is touched, first aid will not be available, and it will burp at any time.

What a pity!

"I can understand Madam's feelings, but this disease is very difficult."

Yang Ruoqing said.

"I just met a wandering Ling doctor who gave me advice. I'm not sure how to cure it..."

The magistrate's wife shook her head.

"My body is no longer fertile."

"My lord treats me affectionately, and I don't want to marry again."

"If Lin'er can't leave a little bit of blood for our Zou family, our Zou family will have no incense..."

"Miss Yang, we dare not expect you to cure him completely,"

"Please do your best to save my family Lin'er's life, so that he can live longer, so that he can be more loving to our knees..."

"This……"

Yang Ruoqing bit her pink lips lightly, lost in thought.

"Okay, then I'll try it!"

Hearing her nod, the magistrate and his wife were overjoyed.

The county magistrate's wife glanced at Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui turned around with a smile and clapped her hands towards the door.

Several servant girls came in with trays.

There is something on every tray.

In the exquisite wooden box on the first one is the camphor mushroom that she gave away with "tears".

In the second tray was a pair of shining silver head jewelry.

The third servant girl was holding some pieces of cloth in her hands, which looked like silk and satin.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Is this... a reward for myself?

That camphor mushroom, hey, do you want to return it to its original owner?

The magistrate's wife's next words soon confirmed her guess.

"Miss Yang, these are our couple's thanks to you, thank you for saving my son..."

Although I can't wait to put all these things in my arms.

But Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"My parents always told me that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"Madam, I cannot accept these rewards..."

In the end, County Magistrate Zou and his wife were unable to persuade Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing went to the next room to visit Zou Lin'er again, and gave some advice on diet and daily life.

For example, don't sleep on a bed that is too soft.

Try to sleep as hard as possible, which can reduce the pressure on the heart.

Light diet, stable mood, etc...

(End of this chapter)