Niu Niu held Su Ruotang's hand tightly and said loudly: "Sister Fairy is here to save my mother!"
Many people obviously didn't believe it.
One of the young women said: "Whatever you want to do come at us, don't hurt the child!"
Seeing the wariness in their eyes, Mo Jinming slowly frowned.
He turned to Mo Ronyan and whispered: "There are no young men."
Mo Rongyan's eyebrows were cold and indifferent, he glanced at everyone, and his voice was faintly coercive, "I am the third prince of Dongqi."
A gentle word dispelled the uneasiness in the hearts of the people.
The third prince Dongqi is the god of war who protects the people.
He will not harm the people!
An old man with white beard and hair walked forward tremblingly, "Are you really the third prince?"
Mo Jinming took out a token from his arms and handed it to the old man, "Grandma, this is the palace token."
Grandma squinted her eyes and took a closer look.
The golden token has the word "武" in the center with a dragon and a phoenix dancing in it.
It was the patrol token given by Emperor Wu Shun to Mo Jinming, which could directly kill the fainting official.
After the old woman saw clearly, she knelt down tremblingly with her cane in hand, "The common people pay their respects to the Third Prince!"
When everyone saw Grandma kneeling down, they also knelt down and said, "Greetings to the Third Prince."
Mo Jinming stepped forward, helped Grandma up, and said warmly: "Grandma, Niu Niu's mother is seriously ill. Can you take us to treat her mother first?"
Grandma stood up in fear and followed his strength: "Noble sir, please follow the common people."
After saying that, she turned around and walked into the ruined temple.
The crowd automatically moved out of the way.
Some young children looked at the group of people innocently and curiously.
"Wow, are they the fairy brother and the fairy sister?"
Niu Niu proudly grabbed Su Ruotang's sleeve and said abruptly, "The fairy sister was brought back by Niu Niu!"
"Okay, our Niuniu is really awesome." The people around them couldn't help but laugh.
Following the old woman to the innermost side of the ruined temple, Niu Niu let go of Su Ruotang's hand and pounced on the man lying on the straw.
"Mother, mother, Niuniu is back. Niuniu has brought the fairy sister back..."
She looked up at Su Ruotang with red eyes: "Sister Fairy, please save my mother."
With just one glance, Su Ruotang could see that this woman had pneumonia.
If he didn't get treatment in time, he might not survive more than two days.
She knelt down and touched the top of Niuniu's head, her soft voice had a reassuring flavor.
"Don't worry Niuniu, your mother will be fine."
As soon as she finished speaking, a medicine box appeared in her hand.
She turned her head subconsciously.
A hand with noble lines in it slowly opened the medicine box and said, "Madam, what else do you need?"
The man's thin lips overflowed with a clear voice, and he met her eyes.
Su Ruotang glanced at the contents of the medicine box: "Prepare warm water."
Niuniu’s mother’s inflammation is too severe, and acupuncture alone cannot reduce the fever quickly.
Herbal medicine works too slowly and is not as fast as Western medicine.
The old woman immediately ordered someone to get it.
Su Ruotang used her sleeves to cover up and pretended to take the medicine bottle from the medicine cabinet, but in fact she took ibuprofen tablets and azithromycin from the medical space.
Just at this moment, warm water was delivered.
She put the medicine into the woman's mouth with warm water, pressed the acupuncture point in her throat, and forced her to swallow it.
After giving the medicine, she took out a few more anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicines, secretly put them into two porcelain bottles, and handed them to Niu Niu.
"The medicine in the white bottle should be taken three times a day, one pill at a time."
"The one in the blue bottle can only be taken when mom has a high fever, one pill at a time."
"Remember?"
Niu Niu held the bottle tightly with her little hands and nodded seriously, "Remember."
After making sure that Niuniu's mother was fine, Fu Beixian couldn't help but ask: "Grandma, what's the matter with you?"
Grandma sighed softly: "Young people don't know something. The flooding in Xicheng is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster."
Mo Jinming's gentle voice was without any warmth, "We guessed it."
Grandma held the crutch with both hands and her eyes were red, "Every year, Qian Xian would ask us to dig out the river channel, so that the river water would flood the crops."
"We rely on these crops to survive, but Qian Xian does this every year, leaving us homeless."
"And the money allocated by the imperial court for disaster relief every year has never reached our hands."
The woman next to her who had spoken earlier wiped away her tears and said, "He also asked the child's father and the young man to dig the river channel. As soon as the river water started to flow..."
"The people who dug the canals were washed away..."
"What!" Fu Beixian looked shocked.
The woman continued: "We are under Qian Xian's surveillance here. Once we leave the ruined temple for ten miles, we will be killed."
"Niuniu is really lucky to be able to run out this time."
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Fu Beixian took a breath of air: "He actually cares so little about human life!"
Just as he finished speaking, Shen Shi came over with Zi Lin Guards and several men in black, "Your Highness, my subordinates found them around."
When the people around saw a few people, they looked panicked and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Seeing the people's reaction, Fu Beixian and others understood.
These people were sent by Qian Xian to monitor these people.
"Kill, let the people from the shogi camp come over to protect the people." Mo Ronyan's brows and eyes were soaked with ancient frost, and his cold voice made people shudder.
Gu Shuya whispered: "I will contact the people from the shogi camp right now."
Su Ruotang stood up and looked at everyone. His beautiful little face was solemn, "These people are more or less sick."
"Ren Le, you treat them. Just tell me what medicinal materials you need."
Ren Le had never seen the suffering of the people. When he saw the many people affected by the disaster, his heart was full of sourness and he agreed without hesitation, "Yes."
Su Ruotang's red lips formed a slight smile: "Silly boy, aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself to death?"
