But this moment is an opportunity for Bai Ling, isn't this little boy exactly the candidate for Bai Ling's favorite believer? Although he doesn't know what illness his mother has, Bai Ling is still sure of treating people, not to mention people who are not dead, even people who are dead, if the body is not damaged and the soul is still there, Bai Ling can also save people.

Therefore, Bai Ling approached the little boy who was already a little desperate and said, "I can save your mother, but you will be my disciple in the future, are you willing?" ”

The little boy looked at Bai Ling, and saw that Bai Ling had an extraordinary bearing, and knew that he had met a nobleman, not to mention such a good thing as being her disciple, even if he wanted his life and could save his mother, he was very willing, so the little boy immediately agreed, he didn't want to finally have hope of saving his mother and shattered.

"I am willing, as long as you can be my mother, I am willing to be loyal to you for the rest of my life." The little boy said.

The little boy himself had also tested his talent, knowing that he didn't have much magical talent, and his mental power was not too high, so he couldn't become a summoner, so if Bai Ling wanted to recruit him as a disciple, he felt that he was not a good candidate for a disciple. However, he could not lose this opportunity to save his mother, so the only thing he could give was his loyalty.

Seeing the firmness in the little boy's eyes, Bai Ling sighed a little, sure enough, the child of the poor is sensible early, such a child can do this for his sick mother, and he is a good child who is filial.

"Where is your mother now, take me there." Bai Ling said.

Under the leadership of the little boy, Bai Ling set foot in the slum again, it seems that the little boy's mother and son are also from the slum, otherwise they would not have no money to see a doctor.

The magic in this world is very developed, and a low-level light magic can be done when you are sick, of course, some light magic can't be done, so you can only resign yourself to fate. There are a lot of medicinal materials in this world, but no one will use them, so that many people die because of a small illness, I have to say that although this world is magically developed, it is really backward in other aspects.

If medical skills are promoted in this world, it will be regarded as a merit. Of course, it is also more likely to anger the Church of Light, after all, spreading medical skills will touch the interests of the Church of Light. Magic hasn't found the effect of medicine for so many years, maybe it's blocked by the Church of Light?

Of course, these are Bai Ling's random conjectures, and Bai Ling naturally doesn't know what is going on.

Bai Ling and the little boy came to a dilapidated thatched hut, the little boy opened the door, Bai Ling saw a young woman lying on a tattered bed in the room, looking at the little boy's appearance, he knew that the young woman was not very old, but the pressure of life and illness made this young woman look relatively old, obviously only in her twenties, but she looked thirty or forty.

Bai Ling hurriedly went over to give the little boy's mother a pulse, and the little boy watched nervously from the side, for fear that Bai Ling would say something that would make him desperate.

Bai Ling took a look at the condition of the little boy's mother, but it was just a cold, that is, a cold. I didn't expect that such a small illness could take a young life. Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that the mother and son have no money to treat the disease, otherwise this disease can still be treated by light magic, but no light magician has come to treat this mother for free, and the condition has dragged on until now.

Now the condition is very serious, the high fever does not go away, and it seems that there are concurrent bronchitis, if it had come some time earlier, I am afraid that this mother would really have died.

Seeing the little boy's nervous appearance, Bai Ling comforted: "It doesn't matter, just drink a few doses of medicine." ”

After hearing Bai Ling say that his mother was okay and could be treated, the little boy breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that his mother would leave him, and then he would be left alone in this world, and now that his mother was fine, he was naturally happy.

There are a lot of medicinal materials in the Bailing space, I took some medicines to treat the little boy's mother's illness, boiled a bowl of medicine, and soon the little boy's mother drank it, the fever subsided, and the person gradually sobered up, although he didn't have the strength yet, but he was much better.

Although Bai Ling could make the little boy's mother recover at once, Bai Ling still decided to use medicine, taking advantage of the time when the little boy's mother recovered, just so that Bai Ling and the little boy's family could get acquainted with it.

Seeing that the little boy had nothing to eat at home, Bai Ling took out white rice and cooked a pot of white rice porridge, which was best for sick people to drink. The little boy also drank sweetly, this was probably the best meal he had eaten in years, after all, white rice is not often eaten by nobles in this world, the staple food in this world is wheat, and rice is a luxury.

Of course, ordinary people eat rye bread, which is very coarse, while rich people eat white bread, with cream, grilled meat, and grilled sausages, which are extremely fluffy. That's the difference. Of course, people like little boys, rye bread is considered a luxury, and they often eat vegetable soup cooked from rotten vegetable leaves, and they look very thin because they don't have enough nutrition at a young age.

In the past few days, under Bai Ling's superb medical skills, the little boy's mother has gradually recovered. Moreover, the medicinal diet cooked by Bai Ling in the past few days has also improved the bodies of the mother and son, and the little boy's face has looked a lot better, and he no longer looks yellow and thin.

A week later, the little boy's mother fully recovered, and Bai Ling was ready to leave here, after all, the slum was really not a good place, the conditions were too difficult, if it weren't for Bai Ling, as long as he could have a place to sit and cultivate, I am afraid that Bai Ling would not be able to stay here for seven days.

"You have recovered, I said before that I would accept your son as a disciple, I don't know what you think." Bai Ling asked.

Although the little boy had agreed before, but at that time he had no choice, Bai Ling hoped that he would be her disciple willingly, and if the other party was unwilling, she would not force it.

In the eyes of the little boy's mother, Bai Ling was able to take a fancy to her son, and it was a great thing to accept her son as a disciple, how could she refuse, and quickly agreed.

"When I am a disciple, but if you want to abandon your original faith and believe in me, you have to think clearly. Even if you say no, it's okay. Bai Ling said.

For a poor person like a little boy, faith is a luxury, and when the little boy goes to the priests and no one helps, the little boy has no respect for the God of Light in his heart, and he cannot lend a helping hand to the believers when they are suffering, and there is no need for faith for the little boy. (To be continued.) )