Qingyu's face was very unnatural, but she didn't have time to explain to Song Jingshu at the moment, so she continued to walk forward with Xiaoyun in her arms.

only threw a sentence to Song Jingshu in a low voice, "Sister Song, I'll explain this to you later...... Xiaoyun has already burned and fainted, and I am afraid that she will burn and be confused, so I have to take her to the doctor first. ”

Seeing Qingyu passing by, holding Xiaoyun and walking away quickly, Dan'er and a group of children also followed.

Song Jingshu frowned.

But he didn't say anything, and kept up with Qingyu's footsteps, "Take it to Dr. Yang." ”

It just so happened that Dr. Yang's medical hall was also nearby, so he could just give Xiaoyun a look.

Qingyu glanced at Song Jingshu in surprise, but still nodded, and took Xiaoyun to Dr. Yang's medical hall.

Seeing that it was Qingyu and Song Jingshu who came over with a dirty little girl, followed by several little ghosts, Doctor Yang was still a little surprised, "Grandma Zhou, Qingyu, what's going on with you?" ”

"Doctor Yang, without further ado, you can take a look at this little girl first."

Song Jingshu said busily.

"Okay."

Dr. Yang didn't ask much, touched Xiaoyun's forehead, and gave her a careful pulse, and finally made a conclusion, "I have a cold, high fever." ”

"Right now, I have to give the little girl a fever before I can prescribe medicine."

Here, there is no fever reducer.

So, he still used the previous method of reducing Song Xiaowen's fever.

Cold compress, undressing and heat dissipation.

Although Xiaoyun is still a little girl, Dr. Yang and Qingyu are both men, so there are still many inconveniences...... Therefore, Song Jingshu didn't say much, and directly unbuttoned Xiaoyun and helped her wipe her body.

Qingyu turned around, and Dr. Yang, at Song Jingshu's request, went to the backyard to boil a pot of thick ginger soup.

After a while, Xiaoyun's high fever gradually subsided.

Dr. Yang's ginger soup was also boiled, and Song Jingshu served a bowl to each child.

Qingyu stared at her puzzled.

Song Jingshu said, "Don't you see that these children are snorting?" Others are coughing. ”

"Ginger soup keeps out the cold."

The youngest child, with his long snot hanging on his face, looked really poignant.

Song Jingshu took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped it clean for him, and blew the ginger soup at the right temperature before handing it to him, with a soft tone, "Come and drink!" ”

Looking at her patient and gentle appearance, it was like treating her own child......

Qingyu's eyes were sour, and she hurriedly looked away.

The child saw that Song Jingshu was amiable, so he squeezed into her arms, and timidly took her hand and began to drink ginger soup.

After taking a sip, the child's eyes suddenly flashed with the same look, and he showed a sweet smile to Song Jingshu, and carefully held the bowl with both hands, "It's so sweet!" It's delicious! ”

This is ginger soup, not some kind of sweet soup.

Yet, these children were able to drink so contentedly and so happily.

Song Jingshu's heart is even more mixed.

She turned her head to look at Qingyu before he said slowly, "At first, I could save some silver to make new clothes for them." ”

"But in the winter, it's either this cold, or that fever, or someone has diarrhea. Except to heal them, they cannot make new clothes. ”

Song Jingshu stared at the children with pity, and her eyes were already full of crystal tears.

These children are not yet ten years old, and they should be at the age when their parents are happy......

However, they want to huddle together in this cold wind, and use their bodies to warm each other.

God knows how much they have suffered.

Just look at the children's yellow, messy straw-like hair, dirty faces, shabby, messy clothes. And, a few older ones, who still have chilblains on their hands, can imagine how much they have suffered.

It's a little older, but it's only five or six years old.

Among them, the eldest is Xiaoyun, who is only seven years old now.

The youngest is the little boy in Song Jingshu's arms, who is about four years old at most.

At this time, he was holding the bowl, being held in Song Jingshu's arms, and drinking ginger soup in small sips.

It seems that I am afraid that I will drink it all at once.

Song Jingshu was even more sad in his heart.

If the red kite hadn't caused her miscarriage, she must have been five months pregnant by now, right?

She and Zhou Youan's child has been a star since birth...... However, these young children have to endure such pain.

She raised her hand to wipe her tears, watched Dr. Yang feed Xiaoyun the decoction, and took a deep breath, "Doctor Yang, take a look at whether these children are all injured, help deal with them, I will pay for the medical expenses." ”

Hearing this, Qingyu's eyes widened even more.

In the eyes of the townspeople, these street children look like some kind of dirty thing.

Don't say that they don't want to approach, but take a closer look, these children are afraid that they will be beaten.

Qingyu originally thought that Song Jingshu had such a violent temper, and now she was the young grandmother of the Zhou family, and she was even more disgusted with this group of children.

Unexpectedly, not only did she dislike these children for being dirty, but she also thought about them like this!

Qingyu looked at Song Jingshu in a daze, and realized that she was different at this moment.

Sensing Qingyu's gaze, Song Jingshu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "What's wrong?" What are you staring at me like this? ”

"No, nothing."

Qingyu rarely didn't talk back to her, and responded in a low voice.

Song Jingshu didn't ask too much, and began to ask the ages and names of several children...... Because she was gentle and amiable, Fang Cai helped them serve ginger soup again, and several children quickly became affectionate to Song Jingshu, and they were not afraid to talk to her.

Song Jingshu motioned for Qingyu to fetch water, and personally scrubbed the faces and hands of several children, and Dr. Yang checked them one by one.

It's really three children with chilblains on their hands, and Dr. Yang smeared ointment.

Song Jingshu bought several more ointments and handed them to Qingyu, and said to Dr. Yang, "Thank you Dr. Yang for your help today." ”

"Grandma Zhou Shao is polite! Saving people and healing is what I should do. ”

Doctor Yang waved his hand, and refused to accept the silver given by Song Jingshu, "What is Grandma Zhou doing?" These children are suffering from life, since they have come to me, I will help to heal them, where do I need Grandma Zhou to pay for the medical expenses? ”

Seeing that Dr. Yang insisted on refusing to accept it, Song Jingshu was not reluctant.

As soon as Dr. Yang turned around to pack the medicine box, she put down a silver ingot on the counter and went out with the children.

Qingyu was still holding Xiaoyun, and Song Jingshu took them directly to Jingxiang Building and cooked meals for these children with Liu.

Several children also had a rare hot and delicious meal in winter.

Subsequently, watching Song Xiaowen and a few children start to play, Song Jingshu and the Liu family began to discuss how to place these children.