"Miss, Miss, it's time to wake up, the doctor is here."

Ritsuko, who had just started her dream and was interrupted, frowned dissatisfiedly.

Even if he didn't want to wake up again, he still forced his eyes to be half-open.

A wrinkled face filled her gaze in an instant, and it was the old man from the herb shop.

This is a good thing, Ritsuko, who was frightened like this, instantly woke up, her eyes widened, and she hurriedly shrank to the wall.

"Why didn't I see this Nangong doll so afraid of the old man before?" The old man smiled and stroked his beard, which had grown a lot.

Ritsuko saw a boy no more than ten years old standing behind him, frowning and pursing his lips, as if he was dissatisfied with her.

"Ahem, doctor, why are you here...... Ahem, didn't I say that I asked Grandma to bring some medicine, or ......" The throat was faintly uncomfortable, and the urge to cough was like a flood beast, and I couldn't help it.

"The old man is naturally worried about you, although it is a wind evil that is easy to dye in spring, but after all, it is more reassuring to take a look in person." The old man took a bag of medicinal materials from the little boy's hand and handed it to the old woman's hand, "But fortunately, it is no different from what the old man thought before, so I didn't bring the wrong medicine, you go and boil it for the Nangong doll first." ”

"Multi-...... Ahem, thank you, doctor. ”

The old woman nodded lightly, and then went out of the room, leaving only the old man sitting on the edge of Ritsuko's bed, smiling kindly, but not wanting to leave.

And the little boy, looking anxious, glanced at the old man's body from time to time, as if he wanted to leave, but he was helpless that the old man didn't pay him the slightest attention.

"Doll, why haven't you seen Mrs. Nangong today? Is the injury on her leg better? ”

The news of the appearance of cloud ghosts on the snow ridge does not seem to have reached the bottom of the mountain, and even the old man who can be called a "well-informed" medicinal herb shop does not know about it.

"My mother...... Passed away. ”

"Passed away? How so? The last time the old man saw her doctor, he also saw that her life was hard, but there was a hurdle in her life, and if she survived, she could ensure that she would be worry-free for the rest of her life. ”

"My mother...... Ahem, something happened, it should be the bump you said...... Ahem, I didn't make it through, so I went to find my daddy. ”

Ritsuko always felt that she shouldn't tell the story about the appearance of cloud ghosts on the snow ridge.

Snow Town is supposed to be a "paradise" that is not disturbed by cloud ghosts.

And the people of Snow Country just live a disaster-free life, and they don't have to become panicked because of a cloud ghost that has been killed.

Even the cloud ghost who brutally killed the county commander ten years ago was also blocked by the ghost hunters, and until now only Nangong's family knows about it.

Snow Township, you only need to be the last "gentle township" in this era of clouds and ghosts.

"I'm sorry, Nangong Doll, I don't want to mention your sadness."

"Doctor, you're the same...... Ahem, care about my mother, you don't have to be sorry. ”

The old man pretended to look at the sky outside the window, and then he stood up from the side of the bed with a smile and stood side by side with the child.

"It's not early, the old man should go back, Xiao Shi has followed the old man up the mountain together, and no one can close the medicine shop at night. Xiao Shi, you have to say goodbye to people when you leave. ”

The little boy who was called Xiao Shi glanced at Ritsuko, but he frowned, snorted coldly and twisted his head to the side.

"Eh, you kid!" The old man raised his hand and flicked it on the child's forehead, "Nangong Doll, let you see the smile, the old man, this grandson, doesn't like to deal with strangers very much." ”

"It's okay, doctor, I'll send you."

"You can just lie down on the bed, the old man doesn't want to drag you in through the door again."

Ritsuko was just about to get up, and there was indeed a feeling of dizziness in her mind, so she had to lie down in the quilt silently, turn her head and send the old man and the child out of the room together, "You go slowly...... Ahem. ”

As soon as she opened and closed, the smell of the herbs being boiled slipped in through the crack in the door, filling Ritsuko's nostrils, and she had to frown forcefully.

Well, it smells bad.