Mo Lao stood at the door, moved by a mess, and finally, wiped a handful of snot, sorted out his emotions, and walked over, and began to diagnose the disease, behave and move, look the same, and the clinical symptoms he said were not bad at all, all of them appeared on the old woman's body, and after this process, Cheng Wenxuan, who didn't know anything, fell to the ground three times, grateful to Dade, but he didn't know that it was the little person in the room who really treated.

Qing Ling'er had been treated for tuberculosis when she was in Lanxing, and the patient at that time was much more serious than the old woman now, Cheng Wenxuan's mother was relatively better, but the old man himself didn't want to drag down his son, so he went on a hunger strike and didn't speak, his heart was desperate, and he wanted to be relieved by death, as long as the hope in the old man's heart was ignited, the treatment was convenient and simple.

After a short period of effort, the seal body is small, delicate and refined, leaping on the paper, Qing Linger unfolded the paper, propped it in her hand, opened her small mouth, and blew hard, so that the ink written on the paper dried faster, and looked carefully, it read:

Two coins each for sand cucumber and wheat winter,

raw white and yam,

Poria cocos and astragalus are all a penny,

Lotus seeds from bellflower make tea and drink,

Nourish yin and lungs and nourish qi,

Tuberculosis loss healed in half a year.

Mo Lao walked in and took a look, Qing Ling'er's small body, crawling on the edge of the kang, holding a piece of paper bigger than his face in both hands, his small mouth was pouting, sticking to it and blowing, a few fonts that had not yet dried were blown crookedly, very funny, Mo Lao finally couldn't hold it back, laughed heartily, the previous haze was swept away, stepped forward to pick up Qing Ling'er, scraped the tip of Qing Ling'er's little nose with his hand, and said:

"Girl, it's all written!"

Qing Ling'er was uncomfortable being hugged by Mo Lao, struggled to sit on the edge of the kang, picked up the dropped prescription, spread it next to herself, and replied arrogantly:

"That's a must, you take this, let Cheng Wenxuan go to collect medicine to treat the disease, let him follow the prescription every day, insist on taking the medicine, it will last for about half a year, and he will almost be cured. ”

"Haha! Why don't you call your brother Cheng, I think you can send it out in person!"

Mo Lao stood on the edge of the kang, looked at Qing Ling'er who was sitting crookedly on the edge of the kang, and said jokingly, the more he looked at Qing Ling'er, the more he liked it, the more he got along, the more cute he felt, every action was engraved in his mind, every sentence was imprinted in the depths of his soul, this may be his own child, even if it is a waste material, it is also a treasure in his eyes!

"What kind of brother Cheng! That's what I call in front of others, you don't know how old I am, hehe! I'll go, I'll go, you old man go and say, I'm not at ease?"

Qing Ling'er moved quickly, jumped off the kang in a slippery manner, and went out of the room, deliberately teasing Mo Lao before leaving, blaming him with wide eyes, and pulling back a game.

Cheng Wenxuan stood aside stupidly, didn't dare to ask more, until Mo Lao re-entered, he didn't dare to ask about the results of the pulse, not that he was embarrassed to ask, but that he was afraid, afraid that what he said was bad news, afraid that a basin of cold water would come and extinguish his renewed hope.

Qing Ling'er looked at the young man in front of him, his face was full of vicissitudes, the years were carved on his face, indicating the thunderstorms and frosts he had experienced, but his immature age was full of mature labels, and he was involuntarily full of emotions in his heart, and he was a person who was fighting with himself.

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, good news! My grandfather said that you can cure your mother's disease, but it will take half a year, this is the prescription, you put it away, the medicinal materials on it are the most ordinary, and the major medicinal material companies have them, you follow the prescription to catch the medicine, take about half a year of medicine, and you will be cured." ”

Qing Ling'er handed over the prescription in her hand, and while comforting Cheng Wenxuan, she continued:

"You must remember that if you insist on taking it for half a year, the method of decoction is the same as ordinary, nothing special, just pay attention to one point, don't give your mother meat and fish, remember!"

Cheng Wenxuan was still confused and worried in the same place, and when he heard Qing Ling'er's words in a haze, his excited hands began to tremble, and his eyes became transparent, no longer confused before, but his eyes widened, and he grabbed the hope fiercely, ecstatic, tears flowed, tears fell, dripping on the prescription, blurring a handwriting.

Cheng Wenxuan suddenly woke up, quickly wiped away his tears, completely sobered up, stared at the prescription intently, saw the blurred handwriting, nervous, carefully glued the tears with his sleeves, the handwriting became clearly visible again, there were some hairy edges, but it did not affect the viewing of the entire prescription.

"Thank you...... Thanks, I'm ...... Mother...... There is salvation!"

Cheng Wenxuan stammered, unable to speak clearly, but the general meaning was gratitude, the dawn of hope blurred his shaking heart, holding the prescription in both hands, raised his head, looked at Qing Ling'er in front of him, his excited hands were still trembling, he didn't know how to express his gratitude, and his anxious lips began to tremble and purple.

"No need to thank you, this is what we should do, after all, I received your heirloom!"

Qing Ling'er looked at Cheng Wenxuan, who was about to faint excitedly, and said with relief, in fact, she felt that she had taken advantage of it, tuberculosis may be an incurable disease for others, but for her who lived in Blue Star today, it was just a gesture, if it weren't for the Moon Continent, she would at least have more than four ways to treat it.

"Brother Cheng, where do you live now?"

Qing Ling'er stopped those messy thoughts and decided to proceed from reality, give Cheng Wenxuan and his mother some convenience, and alleviate her guilt of taking advantage.

"My mother and I just arrived today, and we were going to go to the auction house, but it turned out to be ......"

Cheng Wenxuan was a little embarrassed, I don't know where to start, from entering Linyue City in the afternoon to now, not to mention where he lives, even if he doesn't drink a sip of water, he is already hungry and thirsty at this time, but in someone else's house, he is embarrassed to ask for it!

He deeply felt Qing Ling'er's mood swings, and he could be sure that Qing Ling'er was sympathizing with them, so on that occasion, he said that the rag heirloom was a treasure, and in front of the public, he saved face, and people were comforting him.

Cheng Wenxuan misunderstood, and even suspected that the treasures handed down by his ancestors were waste, if the ancestor of the Cheng family was still there, I am afraid that he would have jumped out and pulled Cheng Wenxuan to beat him violently, Qing Linger didn't know what Cheng Wenxuan thought, otherwise she would be even more guilty.

"You don't have to say much, you don't have to feel that you owe us, fair trade, Tong Su is not bullied. Qing Ling'er said righteously: "Since you haven't found a place to live yet, then stay in this small courtyard tonight! There are some medicinal herbs at the counter in front, you go find some and prepare medicine for your mother!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Cheng Wenxuan to refuse, he ran into Mo Lao's house, and when the two of them were muttering a cup of tea inside, they heard some sounds coming from the room.

Mo Lao cleaned up casually, then pulled Qing Ling'er in one hand and a big bag wrapped in a sheet in the other, and walked out again.

"Young man, you and your mother live in the house where I sleep tonight, I go upstairs with the girl, I have some dry food in my room, you can eat a little as you like, the jars of boiling medicine are in the yard, what needs to be shouted out, not far away, you can hear it. ”

While arranging, Mo Lao pulled Qing Ling'er and walked towards the door of the small courtyard, and in a blink of an eye, he walked out of the small door and walked towards the stairs, not giving Cheng Wenxuan a chance to speak at all, whether he accepted it or refused it, anyway, it was already a foregone conclusion, and he was too lazy to ink.

Cheng Wenxuan once again fell into tears, sleeping in the open air before, for a bite to eat, he was abused and beaten, he didn't drop a teardrop, but today he cried several times, he silently accepted everything, this kind of gift made him feel warm, like a hot spring flowing into his heart, and like a spring breeze blowing on his face, peaceful and serious, warm and comfortable.

Cheng Wenxuan wiped away his tears, turned around and picked up his mother on the recliner, walked towards the house in the middle, and secretly swore in his heart that he would keep all this in mind and repay it in the future.