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The whispers from the side continued to reach her ears.
The county magistrate's wife was so distressed that she fainted twice.
Magistrate Zou's patience was about to break.
He had already stood up, and his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing, with murderous intent in his 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 by doctors as having no breath, suddenly coughed.
This cough.
Like the sound of nature!
It was also the most pleasant cough that Yang Ruoqing had ever heard in her two lifetimes.
Watching the little boy slowly open a pair of beautiful eyes without even a trace of dust.
Yang Ruoqing smiled.
The whole person seemed to have been drained of all strength, and fell to the ground exhausted...
Elegant interior.
The county magistrate's wife held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly, her eyes filled with tears and her voice was a little hoarse.
"Miss Yang, you are the great benefactor of our Zou family, the great Bodhisattva..."
"Good boy, you saved my Lin'er's life, and you also saved my life and that of my husband!"
As the woman talked, she burst into tears again.
The maid next to me was there to persuade me.
Yang Ruoqing was filled with emotion when she looked at the woman's haggard appearance.
It doesn’t matter what kind of character a woman in this world has.
gentle?
pungent?
It doesn't matter what status she has or her abilities.
When facing their children, they all have the same identity - mother!
The child is sick, in danger, and his life hangs by a thread.
Status, wealth, and ability are all in vain.
At this moment, she was just a helpless mother.
So weak and helpless that it makes people feel distressed.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but think of herself.
When he traveled back in time, he was said to have been lying in bed half-dead for several days.
Tan and the others kept urging him to wrap them in bamboo mats and throw them away to the earthen kiln behind the forest.
But Mrs. Sun kept trying her best to stop him.
Ms. Sun was just the humblest country woman, and she had no money to take her daughter to a big place for medical treatment and medicine.
She could only stay in front of the bed every day and take care of...
Praying to the Bodhisattva to bless my daughter...
Although in the end, my daughter left...
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly had the urge to go home.
I miss my mother!
Over there, the county magistrate's wife was persuaded by maid Xiaocui to calm down temporarily.
Magistrate Zou also came in.
"Husband, how is Lin'er now?"
the magistrate's wife asked.
Magistrate Zou smiled slightly: "Madam, don't worry. President Wang has checked Lin'er's pulse just now, and she has taken Shexiang Baoxin Pills. There is no serious problem."
The county magistrate's wife breathed a sigh of relief.
Magistrate Zou's eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.
"Miss Yang, Mr. Zou would like to thank you for what happened today!"
He straightened his clothes, bowed his hands and bowed to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up.
"Lord Zou, please don't do this and harm 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 have this son."
"My son was born weak and has a heart disease. He has been seeking medical advice for many years, but he has not been able to cure it."
Speaking of this, the couple looked solemn again.
Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly, expressing deep understanding.
If you have a child with the disease at home, how can you be a parent in a bright mood?
Yang Ruoqing listened to Mr. and Mrs. Zou talking about their son's illness, from childhood to adulthood.
One by one, one by one, they are all remembered so deeply and clearly in the hearts of this couple.
This shows how deep the love they poured into that child was.
Finally, the county magistrate's wife looked at Yang Ruoqing expectantly.
"Miss Yang, you have great medical skills. You brought my son back to life. You must be proficient in this."
"Please, can you continue to treat my son's heart disease?"
The county magistrate's wife begged, and the magistrate on the side also looked at him pleadingly.
This made Yang Ruoqing a little embarrassed.
Can she say that she is not actually a leading expert on the heart?
She's just an agent.
It's just that in order to perform tasks, I have been organized and trained in all aspects since I was a child.
Be familiar with the structure of the human body and how to deal with some common diseases.
On the one hand, it is to save oneself.
On the other hand, it is also for killing people.
Such are the rules of survival in the underground world.
She knew a lot about the heart mainly because of her senior brother.
He is an agent, but his profession he always conceals is that of a doctor, specializing in heart attacks.
"Miss Yang, please, please save my Lin'er..."
"He is less than nine years old and has been plagued by illness for nine years."
The county magistrate's wife murmured through tears.
"In the past two years, this child's illnesses have become more frequent."
"The pills I used to take seemed to be showing signs of being unsuppressable."
"The famous doctor in the capital diagnosed him and said that the child would not live to be sixteen!"
The words of the county magistrate's wife made Yang Ruoqing frown.
This little boy is about the same age as Daan.
The pink jade chisel is so beautiful that it seems that it should not belong to this world.
Now that I am nine years old, doesn’t that mean I only have seven years to live?
This is only when there is no joy or anger.
If you are touched, you can't get first aid and belch at any time.
What a pity!
"I can understand Madam's mood, but this disease is very difficult."
Yang Ruoqing spoke up.
"I just met a traveling doctor who gave me some advice. I'm not entirely sure how to cure it..."
The county magistrate's wife shook her head.
"My body is no longer able to bear children."
"My lord treats me lovingly, and I don't want to marry again."
"If Lin'er can't leave any blood to our Zou family, our Zou family will be cut off..."
"Miss Yang, we don't dare to expect you to cure him completely,"
"Please do your best to save my Lin'er's life, so that he can live a little longer, so that he can love us more..."
"this……"
Yang Ruoqing bit her pink lips and fell into thought.
"Okay, then I'll give it a try!"
Hearing her nod, the county magistrate and his wife were overjoyed.
The county magistrate's wife glanced at Xiaocui, who smiled and turned around and clapped her palms towards the door.
Several maids came in carrying trays.
There was something on every tray.
In the exquisite wooden box on the first one was the cinnabar mushroom that she had given away with tears.
In the second tray was a pair of shining silver head jewelry.
The third maid held several pieces of cloth in her hands, which looked like silk and satin.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised.
Is this... a reward for yourself?
That cinnamon mushroom, hehe, do you want it to be returned to its original owner?
The next words of the county magistrate's wife quickly confirmed her guess.
"Miss Yang, these are our couple's thanks to you. Thank you for saving my son..."
Although I wish I could put all these things in my arms.
But Yang Ruoqing shook her head.
"My parents always tell me that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
"Madam, I cannot accept these rewards..."
Magistrate Zou and his wife were unable to defeat Yang Ruoqing in the end.
Yang Ruoqing went to visit Zou Lin'er in the next door room again and gave some instructions on food and daily life.
For example, don't sleep on a bed that's too soft.
Try to sleep as hard as possible to reduce the stress on your heart.
Eat a light diet, be emotionally stable, etc...
