Chapter 9: All Picked Up

"Your daughter has already paid for the consultation, you come out, I will check your pulse." Li Banxian felt that the tent was too small for a big man like him to squeeze in.

Zhao looked at Lin Jiu suspiciously, and finally walked out and asked Li Banxian to diagnose her pulse.

After checking the pulse, Li Banxian touched his goatee and said, "Your mother's body is too weak and her blood is not smooth, so you have to take good care of your body and not work too hard." I can prescribe a prescription for her, but you don't have the money now, and this prescription is useless. ”

"Doctor Li, please prescribe the prescription, and as soon as I have money, I will go and grab medicine for my mother to drink." Lin Jiu listened to Li Banxian's words, and then he knew how bad Zhao's body was, if she had a better body, she would not be so indiscriminate.

Li Banxian said "um", and said: "I didn't bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, you come back to my house to get the prescription." ”

Lin Jiu nodded and sent Li Banxian away.

Li Banxian took a few steps and paused, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Seeing this, Lin Jiu asked, "Doctor Li, but what is my mother's hidden illness, don't you say it in front of her?" ”

Li Banxian shook his head and said, "No, your mother doesn't have any hidden diseases, I want to ask you where the watermelon came from?" That watermelon can be used in medicine, we can't grow it here, you ......"

"I picked up the watermelon on the road." Lin Jiu opened his mouth to cut off Li Banxian's words, pointed to a place at the foot of the mountain, and said calmly, "That's where I picked it up." ”

Li Banxian looked in the direction of her finger, his expression was pale, and he didn't believe her words at all.

He was a doctor in the village, and he often picked herbs around here, so if there were watermelons there, how could he not know?

Seeing that she was unwilling to tell the truth, he couldn't continue to ask, so he had to leave with the medicine box on his back.

Lin Jiu knew that Li Banxian didn't believe her words, but she didn't care at all.

When she returned to the tent, she saw Zhao curiously touching the tent, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

"Jiu'er, what do you say this is? I've never seen it before, it looks beautiful and feels very pleasant to the touch, where did you get this thing? Zhao asked in surprise.

Lin Jiu said nonsense: "I don't know what it is, I picked it up at the foot of the mountain." ”

After saying that, she was a little embarrassed, she couldn't tell her the truth, right?

If she knew she wasn't her daughter, and that she could conjure up a lot of things, she might be treated like a monster.

Lin Jiu secretly decided in his heart that he must be careful in the future, and he couldn't take the items from his previous life to people at will.

Zhao was convinced of her words, "It's really a rarity!" ”

Next, the two of them were silent for a while, and Zhao looked at the village not far away, with a sad look on his face.

"Mother, we will live here in the future, and when we earn money, we will build another house, do you say?" Lin Jiu didn't want the Zhao family to go back to Lao Lin's house again, it was no different from giving his life.

Zhao sighed and said, "Our mother and daughter, how can we live these days?" Jiu'er, why don't we go back and beg your grandmother and your grandfather ......"

"Mother, you know what kind of person Grandma is, I'm afraid that we will die in the Lin family as soon as we go back." Lin Jiu said softly, "Mother, you're hungry, I'll go find you something to eat, you just stay in the tent and don't go anywhere." ”

When Zhao heard this, he felt sad in his heart, and no longer mentioned going back to the Lin family, but told Lin Jiu to be careful when he went out.

Lin Jiu said that going out to find food was just an excuse, and there was food in her space, but it couldn't be taken out as Zhao's noodles.

She came to the foot of the mountain and wandered, thinking about how to make money.

"Robbery and stealing are not legitimate means, and selling strange things. It's easy for items to get into trouble for themselves. As she walked, she muttered, "So what am I going to do to make money?" ”

Suddenly, there was a sonorous sound of iron colliding on the mountainside not far away, and in this sound, there was occasionally a human scream.