But the person was already so weak that he couldn't even sit up. [Full text reading] Cai Shi helped the child several times, but could not get the child to sit up. Zhao Yingong nodded, and a bodyguard beside him came over and picked up the child without hesitation and carried him on his back.
, "Slowly" Zhao Yingong tapped with his fan "Jiying, take out my cloak." "
Jiying is an indigenous intelligence agent trained by the Intelligence Bureau, and his identity is Zhao Yingong's personal servant. He carries a clothes bag with him to replace and add clothes when he goes out. It was already spring at the end of March, but in Zhejiang during the Little Ice Age, there were places on the top of the mountain where snow never melted all year round, so it was still quite cold. There is a blue dorado cloak in his bag. Jiying immediately opened his bag and took out his cloak. Zhao Yingong took it and wrapped the cloak around her body, wrapping it tightly.
Cai Shi's eyes widened. He had been working as a slave in a wealthy family, and his vision was really not low: the master's cloak was made of Doro, which was a foreign product from outside, and each one was worth several taels of silver! A priceless cloak was wrapped around a smelly, dirty child who was about to die! He couldn't help but say: "Master is benevolent and righteous!"
Nearby shops and passers-by saw an old man picking up a sick child who was about to die on the bridge, and they all stretched out their heads to watch the excitement. A middle-aged man who was shopping in a shop under the bridge said: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This child has saved a life."
The shopkeeper who was leaning behind the wooden counter didn't take it seriously: "He can only save this one person. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...someone will die here." He sighed, "God wants to save people earlier." It hasn’t been that long, but now it has become a common thing.”
Zhao Yingong originally planned to take his children away, but when he heard the gossip, he strolled down the bridge and entered the shop. The shopkeeper hurriedly stood up. He saw that this man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked like a scholar who had gone to school. He was probably the son of an official family. He couldn't help but smile.
, "Sir, what do you want to buy? The shop specializes in all kinds of cloth..."
"I'm not buying anything from the store, I just want to ask: Has anyone abandoned their children on this bridge all the time?" Zhao Yingong asked straight to the point.
The shopkeeper nodded and said, "Mr. Sir, your accent sounds like you are not a local, right?"
, "Yes, he is from Sanshui, Guangdong."
"Ms. sir, you have done a great service by taking in that child today!" the shopkeeper first complimented, "these years have been bad, the number of beggars and refugees is increasing year by year, and children are abandoned every now and then on bridges and bridges. I hope there will be someone there." If you can, pick them up and give them a way to live. But the children thrown here are either very sick or so hungry that they have lost their human form, so no one can take them in. They just wait here to die. Several will be taken away from the incarnation field every few days. . Hey, it’s all the fault of my parents. It’s my fault.” He sighed.
Zhao Yingong nodded: "That's it."
The shopkeeper continued: "This is not too miserable. My husband, if you don't think it's unlucky, look down the riverside next to the bridge hole."
Zhao Yingong looked in the direction he said and saw a few pairs of dirty bare feet sticking out from under a few tattered reed mats covering the muddy ground of the river beach. They were all underage children, some were still toddlers. Even Zhao Yingong, who was well-informed along the way, couldn't help but feel pity.
""Every spring famine or disaster year, the young man would not dare to sit in this shop for a long time at night, so he would get on the bed and go back early. "The shopkeeper seemed to have lingering fears." "Those victims were knocking on the door of the house with their children, begging and begging for their children to be given away. Some of them were thrown directly from the bridge into the river by their families when no one took them in!" Doing evil, doing evil." At this point, the shopkeeper sighed again. Zhao Yingong couldn't listen anymore, so he reluctantly thanked the shopkeeper and told him to go back to the mansion first. He told an escort: "Go to Qingyun Temple and ask for the Taoist Priest!"
On the way back, he had been calming down his excitement - if he could go back ten years ago, he might have immediately started to establish an institution to take in orphans and disaster victims, and he would have spent all the money he had with him first, no matter what. But now, he remembered that his footing in Hangzhou was not stable. It would be very detrimental to him to rashly carry out such a thing, and he didn't have so much money and manpower to do it.
It is better to find the Taoist Master to treat the child first, and then discuss with him what to do about the collector. The Senate arranged for him to be sent to the south of the Yangtze River, mainly to collect people.
, "Fenghua, give the child a bath first." Zhao Yingong said with concern, "Be careful not to get wet on the ulcerated areas on her body, and clean the wounds first.
As a qualified life secretary, Fenghua has received basic nursing training.
"I understand, sir." Fenghua hurried over.
"Master, I'm afraid this child has been hungry for a long time. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive just taking a bath like this." Qiwei helped the Senate take in refugees in Guangdong and accumulated a lot of experience. Now he picked up a child and hurriedly said.
, "Oh, yes, yes, we have to stop her stuttering first and let her recover." Zhao Yingong said repeatedly, "Quickly, ask the kitchen to make porridge!"
"No, I have a way." Although Cai Shi didn't know that the elders had a habit of collecting orphans, but seeing how much the master valued this child, he
Of course I have to be attentive, "Just use lotus root starch. It's a local product. You can eat it just by mixing it with water. It won't hurt your stomach..."
At that moment, someone took lotus root starch and mixed it with water. He mixed it with a small spoon and gave it to the child. After a while, he ate a bowl of lotus root starch.
“I can’t eat it now, I’ll feed it again every half hour.
"Bie Wangcai said, "She is so hungry that she will starve to death if she eats too much at once. "
Fenghua first brought her some facial water and soap beans to wash her face. The first time she put it in, the water turned black. After wiping it a few times and changing it to a basin of water, the dirt on her face was basically wiped clean.
, "What a good-looking girl." Bie Wangcai's wife, who came to help, sighed, "It's just a bad fate!" "
"Nonsense, how can she be taken in by Mr. Zhao if her fate is not good?" Bie Wangcai reprimanded, "Master Zhao took her in because her ancestors were virtuous."
Although the girl in front of her has a yellow complexion, is as angry as a hairpin, and her eyes are tightly closed, she has beautiful features and delicate features.
"Wipe her body too. The doctor will treat her later." Bie Wangcai paid attention to the women. Although he was a child, there were differences between men and women, so he did not come in and only greeted them at the door. He asked someone to send two more heaters.
After a while, Zhang Yingchen came with a medicine bag. He first looked at the patient's facial expression and then took his pulse.
"It shouldn't be a serious problem." Zhang Yingchen said, "I'm very hungry." He took out a box of glucose physiological solution powder and gave it to Fenghua.
, "Mix it with 5oo ml of water and give it to her. She is a little dehydrated."
, "Yes, do you want to give her porridge?"
, "Okay, eat less and eat more. Be careful of stuffing yourself to death." Zhang Yingchen said and looked at the festering pustules on her body, treated it with a scalpel, cleaned the wound and sprinkled sulfonamide anti-inflammatory powder. Then the temperature was taken.
Zhang Yingchen worked hard for a while before he was done. Then he washed his hands and went to Zhao Yingong's study.
"This child is not seriously ill. He is just hungry. He will be fine after two weeks of nursing. However, the wound on the thigh will probably take a few days to recover. I will prescribe another prescription and you will ask someone to take the medicine.
When I feel better, I'll prescribe some insect repellent. "
Zhao Yingong said: "Once you are rescued, you have to save him. Otherwise, it will be boring."
"Haha, she looks like a beauty." Zhang Yingchen smiled and picked up the tea cup.
Zhao Yingong shook his head: "She is a beauty and it will happen in the future. A child is about to starve to death right in front of you. How can you remain indifferent?"
Zhang Yingchen smiled and said nothing.
Zhao Yingong said, "I really wish I could open Cihui Hall in Hangzhou right away so that we can take in all the children outside. Although it is heaven, for many people it is hell." He stood up as he spoke. He walked a few steps in the study, "Originally, the purpose of our coming here is to accommodate the population. I think we don't have to wait until next year, we can start working on it now. Let's work out a charter together. Let's start with Cihuitang's Hangzhou The version will be launched first. It is a small-scale operation now, and it will be launched on a large scale next year."
Zhang Yingchen said: "The problem is that we are new here, where will the money come from to take in the homeless orphans?
To build a Cihui Hall, you need a house and manpower. You have received a total of three thousand taels of activity funds. You have already spent a lot on buying a house, right? Then you have to buy a house, purchase equipment, and hire people. This is a huge expense! Our refugee admissions are, to put it bluntly, a bottomless pit. We accept as many refugees as we can. We are not doing charity just to gain fame and reputation. There are expenses every day, and even if you have gold and silver, it won’t be enough. Furthermore, where do we find the right people to act as our protectors? After all, we are unfamiliar with this place. There is no help from the Liang family and the Gao family here, and there are no naval gunboats arriving day and night. How can the government not be suspicious of us two outsiders who are taking in a large number of refugees? "
These words were reasonable and reasonable. Zhao Yingong thought for a moment and said, "I understand. Now we still have to make blood first!" With enough blood, we can continuously transfuse blood to people! The first step is to make money quickly. Start your own industry! "He walked around in a circle. "But I also have an idea about taking in the refugees: take in the orphans first and set up a kindergarten!"
Zhao Yingongjing's idea was to first circle a piece of land from the abandoned garden and build a few separate houses to house and educate orphans. 1 Even if a hundred or two hundred children gathered together, they would not alert the government. Orphans are more malleable than adults. After being educated, they will become future technicians, administrative cadres and economic management talents.
"This method is feasible!" Zhang Yingchen nodded and laughed, "I remember you have had this idea for a long time, right? When you were talking nonsense with me, you said that if you wear it alone, you will need at least ten years of education. One’s own generation.”a.
