The little girl with pigtails didn't walk fast, but the uncle who led her didn't show an impatient look.

Despite the heavy load on his back, the uncle still slowed down his pace, and his gentle movements seemed to be afraid that he would tire the little girl if he walked a little faster.

The little girl with a rag doll in her other hand puffed out her mouth slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with her dragging her feet, and she deliberately stepped bigger every time with her two little feet.

It's just that the little girl walks like this, but it makes her stumble a little when she walks, giving people a feeling of unsteady.

Obviously, while enjoying her father's care, this well-behaved and sensible little girl is also expressing her gratitude in her clumsy way.

The two slowly came to a corner, and the first thing the uncle did when he put down the pick on his shoulder was to take out a small horse from the basket and let the little girl sit and rest.

The little girl picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from her uncle's face skillfully.

The surrounding vendors, as well as the passers-by who slowly gathered around, seemed to have become accustomed to the warm picture in front of them, and they all greeted the father and daughter, and the parents also politely returned the salute to a greeting person.

Then, the uncle took out a small wind stove from the basket, put a section of firewood into the hearth and lit it, and when a small fire rose in the stove, he took out the steaming bucket, rice noodles, molds, gauze and other supplies one after another.

"Steamed cakes should be steamed with a stove and firewood, and rice noodles should be shoveled with mussel shells, and eaten freshly, so that the taste is authentic!" Shangguan Xiaoyun praised like a food critic.

Not long after, a group of waiting customers gathered in front of the stall set up by the uncle, and Xuan Wei and others also joined the team.

Xu is group was dressed a little strangely, and the customers couldn't help but take a few more looks, and some of them were extroverted, and they even came over directly to start a conversation.

The uncle glanced up at Xuanwei and the others, and then immersed himself in the work in his hands, but the little girl sitting on the pony holding a picture book looked up curiously from time to time.

The little girl's curious eyes couldn't hide from Xuan Wei and the others, and whenever her eyes met, the little girl lowered her head like a frightened little white rabbit, looking very cute.

"I want to have a child in the future, I really hope to be as well-behaved and cute as this little angel!" Shangguan Xiaoyun was a little overflowing with maternal love, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

If there was an old driver standing next to Shangguan Xiaoyun at this time, he would definitely hint wildly, and he couldn't wait to help Shangguan Xiaoyun complete this dream immediately.

And Xuanwei's group of people are either monks, or young and simple, and no one answers at this time.

Even, a few young monks were still a little embarrassed on their faces, and they always felt a little disobedient when they mentioned angels or something in front of the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism.

"Master Xuanwei, can you help this kind child?" Suddenly, Pu Ji said in a deep voice to Xuanwei.

The slightly abrupt words made everyone a little confused, and they didn't understand why Puji said these words at all.

Shangguan Xiaoyun also thought that Puji was taking pity on the difficult life of the father and daughter, and wanted to give some material help, so she said: "Master, the business of this stall is still quite good, you shouldn't need help, right?"

Besides, there are more people who are fortunate to have a hard time, if you have to be kind enough to help every time, not to mention that Puji is just a monk, even if he is rich, he will have to go bankrupt.

"Master Puji, is this little girl suffering from any disease?" asked Ming Ye with some apprehension.

After hearing Puji's words, Ming Ye, who was already careful, couldn't help but look at the little girl a few more times, and vaguely he seemed to see some unnatural haggard look on the little girl's face.

When Shangguan Xiaoyun heard this, she looked at Puji with a nervous expression.

"The poor monk is negligent in medical treatment, and can only vaguely sense that the origin of the little benefactor is a little weak, if it continues like this, it probably won't survive adulthood. Puji sighed lightly.

After hearing Puji's words, a regular customer nearby couldn't help but whisper in a suppressed voice: "I heard that the boss's wife passed away due to dystocia during childbirth, and although her daughter was born, her health has not been very good. ”

"What a sin, the boss is such a good person, and the daughter is so cute, but God is so unfair to this family!" someone sighed.

Shangguan Xiaoyun shook her head and said a little sadly: "No wonder Uncle is so busy, but he still takes his daughter with him, it turns out that it is because of ......"

In the end, Shangguan Xiaoyun could only sigh.

"Don't look at the boss's business is good, but over the years, in order to treat his daughter, he has almost no savings. Otherwise, who would use a flat pole to carry the cart that even small stall vendors used these days?" another old customer sighed.

A gloomy and sad atmosphere spread through the crowd, and everyone felt sorry for the parents who were dependent on each other.

"Master, you can help them!" Ming Ye gently pulled down Xuanwei's sleeve and said.

Others may not know, but tomorrow night has seen Xuanwei's miraculous medical skills, in tomorrow night's cognition, but if Xuan makes a move, as long as he still has a breath, he can be cured!

Perhaps this kind of cognition has a bit of blind worship in it, but in all fairness, Xuanwei's current medical cultivation is indeed rare for anyone to match.

Putting aside the foundation of medical Taoism that Xuanwei had originally laid, after obtaining the chapter on condensing qi and the chapter on Danfang decoction in the thirteen articles of Taoist medicine, Xuanwei's medical Taoism cultivation can be described as a thousand miles in a day, even if it is named "national hand".

"As the master of popularization said, the little layman fell into the root of the disease when he was still in his mother's womb, and during childbirth, his congenital origin was damaged due to an accident, and his physique was far inferior to that of an ordinary baby. This situation is undoubtedly the most tricky, if it is not a disease, and the congenital frailty is not like the acquired loss, and it can be significantly improved through tonic and recuperation. For the sake of prudence, Xuan Wei quietly turned on the Qi Hope Technique and observed it carefully, and then gave his own diagnosis.

As Puji said, if this situation continues, there is almost no chance that the little girl will live to adulthood.

When everyone heard this, they all frowned.

"Master, if Senior Sister Shui's original illness wasn't also due to congenital deficiency, her illness can be cured, then this layman should also be able to?" said Ming Ye with some excitement.

Hearing Mingye's words, the surrounding customers all opened their eyes wide and looked at Xuanwei in unison.

"The situation of this layman is still a little different from your Senior Sister Ruoshui. However, although it is a little troublesome, it can be cured!" Xuan Wei smiled indifferently.

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