Baojian

Chapter 613 Moxibustion
"Damn it, damn it all!"

Although what the little boy said was similar to what Qin Feng had guessed, Qin Feng still couldn't help cursing in a low voice. In the current world, there are only rivers and lakes without morality.

"Da Mao, can you remember where your family lives?"

Qin Feng straightened Da Mao's leg bones with his hands, then clamped his calf with two wooden boards, and tore off a bed sheet to make a simple splint.

"I can't remember..."

Da Mao shook his head, although the painful forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he bit his lips tightly and did not cry out the pain.

"I remember that my second home was in the south, but I don't know which city it is."

Da Mao added that after suffering so much outside these years, he also longed to see his parents and his family.

It's just that Da Mao was only four years old when he was trafficked for the first time, and he was only five years old the second time, both of which are ages that don't remember anything.

According to scientists' analysis and research on children's memory, children will have a memory decline when they are seven years old, and they will forget many things before the age of seven.

"Then what are you going to do in the future?" Qin Feng poured a glass of water for the little boy and said, "Where is your sister now? Can you rest assured that you come out alone?"

"My sister is sick." Da Mao's mood suddenly became a little depressed, he struggled to sit up, and said, "I...I'm going to find my sister..."

Although he is not his own sister, after so many years, Da Mao has been fulfilling his responsibilities as a brother, and only he knows the bitterness of it.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to eat something." Qin Feng pressed him on the bed, moved his ears, but heard Dou Jianjun's footsteps in the aisle.

"Master Qin, I bought two roast chickens, gruel, and a bottle of wine. You can eat some as you go."

After Dou Jianjun knocked on the door and came in, he put the bag on the table, and suddenly a smell of roast chicken filled the whole room, and Da Mao's throat, which was lying on the bed, couldn't help but shuddered.

"His nutrition is not very good, and he can't eat too greasy things."

Qin Feng glanced at Da Mao, took out the white porridge in a plastic box, and said, "Da Mao, tear some shredded pork for you, you can drink this bowl of white porridge first."

Qin Feng has been homeless longer than Da Mao. He knows that these street children are chronically malnourished. If they suddenly eat something too greasy, they will definitely have stomach problems.

When Qin Feng was 11 years old, once during Chinese New Year, Liu Zimo secretly brought him a roast goose, and Qin Feng and his sister ate it up.

But the next day, Qin Feng's brother and sister had diarrhea, and the two had no money to see a doctor, and they suffered for more than a week. Finally, Liu Zimo took medicine from home, and the disease was cured.

"Ok!"

Da Mao agreed, took the white porridge handed by Qin Feng and started to eat, but his eyes were fixed on the two roast chickens on the table from time to time.

"Da Mao, eat slowly, roast chicken will be something you can eat in the future." Seeing Da Mao's appearance, Qin Feng couldn't help thinking of himself back then, and he could understand what Da Mao was thinking at this time.

"Why don't you eat?" Qin Feng couldn't help asking strangely when he saw Da Mao put down the plastic box suddenly.

"I'm going to finish eating, my sister has nothing to eat, I'll save some for her." Da Mao protected the porridge in the box with his hand.

"There's more, you just need to eat." Hearing what the little boy said, Dou Jianjun was also a little moved, and quickly tilted the bag to give Da Mao a look.

"Thank you, Uncle." Seeing that there were several plastic boxes of porridge inside, Da Mao nodded heavily, and then got up too late to gobble it up.

"Master Qin, we seem to have provoked local snakes."

Dou Jianjun took out a roast chicken and handed it to Qin Feng, and said, "When I went shopping just now, I saw a lot of people who looked like punks wandering around, as if they were looking for us."

"Huh? Still want to die?"

Qin Feng frowned when he heard the words. He has already acted very hard today, and he has a very strong sense of proportion. If the boss of the other party is a veteran, he should only swallow this breath.

"Master Qin, I'm afraid that the other party will find the kid's younger sister..." Dou Jianjun thought for a moment, then pouted at the little boy.

"Yes, I forgot about that."

Qin Feng patted his forehead, and stood up quickly. He listened to Da Mao's talk just now, and couldn't help but immerse himself in his memories of the year, but he didn't expect this.

Qin Feng asked: "Da Mao, do you live far from your sister? Do those people like Brother Hu know?"

"They shouldn't know?" Da Mao hesitated in answering, but he also became anxious when he heard the conversation between Qin Feng and Dou Jianjun.

"Go, take us there..." Qin Feng picked up Da Mao and walked out the door.

"It's right there, why...why is there someone else?"

Da Mao and his sister lived not far away, walking along the railway for about one kilometer, the two of them lived in a bridge hole beside the railway, and the environment was not as good as that of the Qin Feng brothers and sisters.

And at this moment, there were still two young people standing around the bridge opening, shouting something inside. Seeing this scene, Da Mao immediately struggled in Qin Feng's arms.

"Hey, I found this kid." The surrounding area of ​​the bridge is very open, and when Qin Feng and Dou Jianjun came here, those two people also saw them.

"Brother, who is on that path? Isn't it a bit too ruthless?"

The two came up from under the bridge hole, and one of them took a step forward and said, "Don't you think it's too much to break the tendons and tendons of our four brothers for this brat?"

Another person picked up a wooden stick from the side of the bridge and weighed it in his hand, but thinking of the miserable appearance of Brother Hu and those people, that person took two steps back and took a step from his waist to dial his mobile phone. up.

"Excessive?" Qin Feng handed Da Mao to Dou Jianjun, and said with a sneer, "Isn't it excessive for four adults to beat a child?"

"This is what we eat. You have crossed the border, right?" After hearing Qin Feng's words, the man said angrily: "It seems that you are messing around in the rivers and lakes. There is no such thing over there. ?”

"Hunting also has to be moral."

Qin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with this kind of person, so he waved his hands and said, "I'm not in a good mood, you two should leave quickly, or leave your hands and feet here!"

Coming to the familiar railway, Qin Feng's mind is full of memories about him and his sister. He really doesn't want to talk nonsense with these gangsters, and he is also afraid that he can't suppress the anger in his heart, so he directly kills the two of them .

"Yes... If you have the guts, don't run away!"

As soon as Qin Feng said this, the two young men were shocked and ran back for more than ten meters, but they didn't leave because one of them had already called their boss.

"Old Dou, you're up there, I'll go down and have a look..."

Qin Feng didn't pay attention to those two at all, and he also knew that with Dou Jianjun's skill, he could easily kill these two punks.

This is a concrete bridge with a round hole under the bridge head, which can release flood water and reduce the pressure on the bridge. It is usually a hollow hole. When Qin Feng walked to the edge of the bridge hole, he couldn't help but frown.

Because there are weeds by the river, and Yangcheng is a southern city, as soon as he walked to the edge of the bridge hole, there was a burst of mosquitoes. Qin Feng really couldn't imagine how the two big hairy brothers and sisters lived here.

"This child has a heart..." Looking closer to the bridge hole, Qin Feng nodded. There were traces of burning wormwood on the edge of the bridge hole, which must have been used by Da Mao to repel mosquitoes.

Although the bridge hole is full of a damp smell, there are still many mineral water bottles and garbage piled up beside it.

But Qin Feng got in as soon as he was short. When he was picking up junk, he often had to go in and out of garbage dumps with worse conditions than this one.

The weather in the south is relatively warm, and there is only a mat in the bridge hole, and a small figure is lying on the mat.

Seeing this figure, Qin Feng's heart tightened suddenly. When he came home from outside, as long as his sister lay on the bed and didn't greet him, she must be sick.

"I have a fever..."

Qin Feng squatted down and touched the little girl's forehead. Sure enough, the girl's forehead was very hot, and the burn might not be light. Qin Feng's movement was so loud that the little girl didn't wake up.

Without thinking too much, Qin Feng took off his coat, wrapped the girl up, hugged her in his arms and walked out of the bridge hole.

"Master, are you alright?" Seeing Qin Feng coming out, Dou Jianjun shouted, in order not to let the two bastards hear Qin Feng's surname, he even omitted the word Qin.

"I have a fever, it's a bit troublesome." Qin Feng walked up with the little girl in his arms. He didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, so it's better not to go to the hospital as much as possible.

"Is my sister okay?" Da Mao struggled in Dou Jianjun's arms to get down.

"Don't move, old Dou, take care of them two." Qin Feng suddenly thought of the handful of wormwood he saw in the bridge hole, and quickly put the little girl on the ground, turned around and returned to the bridge hole.

"Grand... uncle, you... what are you doing?"

After seeing Qin Feng come back with a handful of dried wormwood, he took off the old clothes on the little girl's upper body, Da Mao became anxious, and wanted to stop Qin Feng, but felt that the other party would not hurt his sister .

"Scraping first, then moxibustion..."

Qin Feng didn't explain much. After touching himself, he found a small mirror, which he used to touch up his makeup at any time when he was abroad.

Turning the little girl over and lying on the ground with her back facing up, Qin Feng gently scraped the girl's back with the edge of the mirror. Following Qin Feng's movements, the girl's back was immediately covered with dark red bleeding spots .

"Shoot the poison out first, then burn it with wormwood, and your sister's fever will subside."

Qin Feng explained to the little boy, lit the wormwood in his hand, and when the wormwood was burnt to ashes, Qin Feng grabbed a handful of grass ash that was still warm, and applied it to several acupuncture points on the girl's back. Hands gently massaged up.

Surviving this whole process, even Qin Feng's forehead was covered with sweat, but the little girl's breathing gradually became steady, and the color of blood returned to her face.

(End of this chapter)