Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 56 I Can Cure This Disease

One person and one ghost were chatting about nonsensical gossip. Suddenly, a haggard-looking but well-dressed woman ran into the hospital. She seemed to be holding someone tightly in her arms. She was wrapped in a fox fur cloak, and her appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Doctor Lu! Please help..."

As soon as the woman entered the door, she was shocked by the flamboyant slogans and the table full of yellow charms. She turned her head blankly and saw Shopkeeper Lu before finishing the rest of her words.

"...save my son."

"Mrs. Zhu, why are you here?"

Shopkeeper Lu seemed to be an old acquaintance of the woman. He frowned and quickly packed the last patch of medicine and handed it to the current patient. After sending the patient out, he picked up the wooden sign with "Hugh" written on it and hung it up. On the door.

After closing the door of the medical clinic, shopkeeper Lu made a gesture: "Mrs. Zhu, sit down."

Mrs. Zhu glanced at Jiang Fuyuan again, turned her back to her and sat opposite Shopkeeper Lu.

"Doctor Lu, I really can't do anything..." Mrs. Zhu said in a low voice, with prayer in her voice, "I know that you have been anonymous since you came out of the palace. I will never bother you..."

Shopkeeper Lu nodded and said, "Mrs. Zhu, you helped me in times of crisis and saved my life. You don't have to be so polite. I wonder what disease the young master has? What do other doctors say?"

"I can't even figure out why." Mrs. Zhu shook her head and carefully opened the fox fur cloak in her arms to reveal the person inside.

She was holding a boy of about ten years old in her arms. His face was bloodless, his breath was weak, and his eyelids were tightly closed. You could see that the eyes under the thin eyelids were trembling constantly, as if he was trapped in an endless nightmare.

Shopkeeper Lu frowned and reached out to feel the child's pulse.

As soon as he touched the child's skin, he felt a deep chill coming from the area of ​​contact. It seemed that what he was touching was not a living person, but a statue made of ice and stone.

No wonder she had to be wrapped in a fox fur cloak. Holding her directly in her arms at such a temperature, she was afraid that Mrs. Zhu would get frostbite.

Shopkeeper Lu's expression was serious and heavy, which made Mrs. Zhu's heart freeze.

Her lips trembled as she said, "Doctor Lu, A Li... can he still be saved?"

Shopkeeper Lu shook his head sadly. Zhu Li's pulse was very weak, and it took a long time for him to beat slightly. He had been a doctor for so many years, and he had only felt such a pulse on a dying person.

Suddenly, Jiang Fuyuan's voice sounded faintly from behind: "There is still hope."

Mrs. Zhu was so frightened that she trembled and held back the tears that were about to burst.

She turned her head stiffly, and Jiang Fuyuan had stood behind her at some point and was looking over her shoulder to see Zhu Li's situation.

"You...are you a doctor too?"

Jiang Fuyuan shook his head.

Mrs. Zhu looked at Shopkeeper Lu as if asking for help: "Doctor Lu, who is she?"

Before Shopkeeper Lu could speak, Jiang Fuyuan introduced herself: "I am the envoy of Immortal Fuyuan. You can just call me Cizhan."

Mrs. Zhu looked surprised. She looked at Jiang Fuyuan and whispered, "Are you a fairy?"

Jiang Fuyuan nodded unceremoniously. She had been called Fairy Aunt many times in Hongze Township, and now it sounded kind to her.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhu blurted out: "But you don't look like it."

Whose fairy would set up a stall in a medical clinic?
The fairy aunts in her impression were all dressed in plain robes, with tall jade crowns, more or less accompanied by a few attendants behind them, holding jade bottles or whisks in their hands, looking like they were floating in the air and uncontaminated by the world.

As a result, the person who calls herself Fairy Nun now wears a woman's bun and rolls up her sleeves to her elbows. Apart from her exceptionally handsome face, she looks like an ordinary person.

Mrs. Zhu’s eyes were full of distrust.

Jiang Fuyuan shrugged, glanced at Mrs. Zhu's face, and spoke slowly: "You were wandering around in your early years, and you only settled down when you met the right fate now."

"Well... I am destined to have no children. This child is not your biological child."

Mrs. Zhu's expression gradually became serious, but her mind changed. If people were interested in asking more about these things about her, they would be able to find out. "You are good at music. When you were 12 years old, you had a chance to change your destiny with this skill, but you gave up. It wasn't until you were [-] that you took advantage of it to escape from your original life again. You got married at [-], and your husband and wife were loving and harmonious, eh? Some time ago, you had relatives. died."

Jiang Fuyuan said, and Mrs. Zhu became more and more frightened as she listened.

Shopkeeper Lu interrupted: "No, no, Mrs. Zhu married Mr. Zhu at eighteen, not at twenty."

Only Mrs. Zhu herself knew that her childhood experience was exactly as Jiang Fuyuan said.

At first, she was afraid that others would gossip, so she deliberately changed her age by two years, so that in the eyes of outsiders, she was married at eighteen instead of at twenty.

A month ago, her godmother passed away. Because her godmother was not a prominent person, she buried her godmother secretly.No one knows about this except her and the master.

The person in front of me is really capable!

In the surprised eyes of shopkeeper Lu, Mrs. Zhu grabbed Jiang Fuyuan's clothes and prayed: "Xiangu, please save A Li!"

Shopkeeper Lu:? ? ?So sudden?
Since Mrs. Zhu is willing to believe it, he can no longer dissuade her. He just asks Jiang Fuyuan: "What disease does Young Master Zhu have?"

"Living and leaving the body."

Jiang Fuyuan took out a piece of yellow paper and asked Mrs. Zhu to write down Zhu Li's birthday and birth date. She did some calculations based on the birth date and concluded that Gen is a mountain and is located in the northeast.

There is indeed a hill to the northeast after leaving the hospital, and he should be there.

Jiang Fuyuan told Mrs. Zhu the results of the divination and asked her to put a drop of fingertip blood on the yellow paper with Zhu Li's birth date written on it.

Mrs. Zhu bit her fingertips without hesitation. After dripping blood, she asked: "Xiangu, can the blood bring back A Li's soul? How about I drip a little more."

Jiang Fuyuan picked up the yellow paper, folded it in three, and replied: "I want you to bleed because mother and son are connected. With this, I can find Zhu Li's location more accurately."

Hearing what she said, Mrs. Zhu bit her lower lip, lowered her head and said softly: "But, I am not A Li's biological mother..."

After saying that, she gathered the fox fur cloak in her arms and hugged the unconscious Zhu Li tighter.

"The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes are on the body of a wanderer. Who says a loving mother must be the biological mother."

After Jiang Fuyuan folded the yellow paper, she patted Mrs. Zhu's hand gently and said, "Relax, I am also a stepmother, I understand you."

Mrs. Zhu's eyes lit up when she heard this, she raised her eyes and asked, "Then how did the fairy girl get closer to the child?"

A Li was always not close to her. No matter how much she cared and loved her, the child always seemed to reject her, which made her very distressed.

I heard Jiang Fuyuan say "oh" and said calmly: "No need to pull me closer, my pups are very good and clingy to me."

Mrs. Zhu: ...

Although living souls are not afraid of the sun, all soul types prefer a dimly lit environment, which makes them feel more secure, so the time to find Zhuli's living soul is set in the evening.

Jiang Fuyuan took the time to go back home and told her children that she would be back later tonight and asked them to lock the door and go to bed early.

"Don't worry, Mom, I will stay at home with my brother." Dazai in turn warned Jiang Fuyuan, "It's dark at night, Mom, please be careful and don't get hurt."

The little boy followed his brother's words and his little head was like a chicken pecking at rice.

Jiang Fuyuan couldn't help but sucked hard on each of the two little faces.

After returning to the hospital to prepare for a while, the sky gradually darkened.

The alternation of day and night, the replacement of yin and yang, the standard time to encounter evil.

Jiang Fuyuan squinted at the sun, which was sinking half of her face, and put down the unfinished melon seeds in her hand.

"Let's go, it's time to set out to catch the disobedient children."

(End of this chapter)