The old beggar's clothes were ragged and shabby, and he was afraid of soiling Hua Lan's hands and feet.

Hua Lan smiled disdainfully: "It's okay, it's important to save people now." The old man is still going to bring Hua Mou to go, right? ”

As soon as Prince Xiao's little prince spoke, no one dared to speak again.

The old beggar pulled the little beggar out of the tavern and walked towards the west of the town, Hua Lan asked the spring silkworm to pay the wine and food, and the group followed to a ruined temple at the west end of the town.

Although the ruined temple is old, its prestige has not diminished at all. There is only one large hall in the temple, and a statue of the god is enshrined in the temple.

The idol had fallen into disrepair and was covered in dust.

When Hua Lan entered the temple, she carefully looked at the plaque on the dilapidated temple door, and the three words "Gun Temple" were faintly visible.

"This idol is the God of Spear!"

She searched the main hall carefully, and found no weapons or guns except for a statue of a god with a slightly majestic face.

In addition to the statues of the gods, the main hall did not even have an offering table, which became a place for beggars to stay. In the hall there was some hay at one foot, and on the soft hay leaves lay a little beggar of five or six years old.

The little beggar's clothes were in tatters, and although his face was covered with mud, it was a distressing whiteness.

Her eyes were shut, and she could barely see any life except for the faint breathing.

"Brother Dong has been sick for more than ten days, and this child is really miserable. was supposed to be a good family's baby, but I don't know who poisoned her and left her in the wilderness. On a snowy day, hey, if I hadn't met an old beggar, I am afraid that I would have frozen to death. ”

When the old beggar picked up Dongge, it was snowing heavily, and this was the weather that wanted the child to die.

This is a knot in the old beggar's heart, Dongge, this child must be a girl from a good family, and the clothes on his body are all luxurious materials and styles that ordinary people can't wear.

Someone wanted Dong Ge's life, and the old beggar knew it in his heart, so every time Dong Ge followed him outside to beg, he would smear a few handfuls of mud on Dong Ge's face.

He has no ability to help Dong Ge, what is the best way, he is just a beggar begging for food, all he can help is to keep this child alive.

The life of a beggar is very hard, and he has no last meal. The people of Qiupu Town are simple, and the owners of several taverns in the town are kind-hearted, and Bigfoot Liu can come to eat every day, so he and Dong Ge took Xiaodouzi to live in the Iron Gun Temple.

Brother Dong's life was saved, but unfortunately his body was too weak, and he was sick for three days, which made Bigfoot Liu's life not easy.

Met the kind-hearted Langzhong, and he could still administer some medicine after seeing a doctor, but unfortunately the wolf moved his family to Kyoto City, and there was only one Langzhong left in the town.

No, Brother Dong is dying, he is like grasping a life-saving straw, Baba looked at Hua Lan: "Can this child be saved?" Childe must save her. ”

With the little prince of Prince Xiao here, the pavilion chief naturally wants to be attentive, just recklessly offended, and this moment is a great opportunity to make up for it.

With a wave of his hand, some of his subordinates brought hot water and began to wait to scrub Dong Ge.

The subordinates called the old mother, and the old mother was quick with her hands and feet, and in a few clicks, she scrubbed Dong Ge clean, changed into clean clothes, and several people carried Dong Ge to a clean small wooden bed.

Of course, the small wooden bed was also asked by the pavilion chief to get it.

The pavilion chief's fart was so good that even Jin Se's gaze softened, and the spring silkworm closed its mouth.

The pavilion chief stood aside and trembled, and he didn't dare to take a breath, but after listening to the old beggar's words, he pondered.

In this way, this little girl has a grievance, if this little girl is wronged, will Prince Xiao's little prince not give him a credit?

His brain turned quickly, and as soon as Bigfoot Liu's voice fell, he hurriedly came to Hua Lan, and said with a smile: "Little prince, don't worry, Brother Dong, this matter, you will hand it over to the lowly position to handle it, and the lowly position will go to investigate, and you must find out the truth and return it to the little prince." ”

Although the pavilion chief didn't open his mouth in the temple, he brought people to take care of a lot of things, and Hua Lan was annoyed to look at it, so she nodded: "Okay, there is Lao Ting's elder." ”

As soon as the pavilion chief gave a salute, he walked away with his subordinates.

As soon as the pavilion chief left, the number of onlookers in front of the Gun Temple was reduced by more than half.

The big head hadn't woken up yet, and the shopkeeper didn't dare to move his feet, so he stretched his neck to look into the hall, waiting for the opportunity to ask the little prince for treatment.

When the old man woke up, Hua Lan had already gone out with the old beggar. He shook his head, feeling that he was fine, and hurriedly ran to the Iron Spear Temple.

As soon as there were few people in the temple, Hua Lan came to check on Dongge's condition.

Dong Ge is infected with wind and cold, listening to the breathing, the lungs have appeared severe inflammation.

It stands to reason that this condition should have a fever, but her body is cold, and there is no trace of a hot fever on her face.

Hua Lan examined it carefully, and there was no poisoning reaction to this disease, and it was a bit like a cathartic depression caused by eating something bad.

She frowned and asked the old beggar: "Brother Dong has been sick for a few days, is there anything abnormal about the previous Gong?" ”

Out of Gong is poop,.

The old beggar was stunned, and quickly understood: "Childe, Brother Dong hasn't eaten a few grains of water and rice these days, what's in his stomach, where is the?" ”

If there is no defecation, it must be full of food, plus the cool wind and cold in autumn, and the evil wind enters the body.

Dongge's disease seems complicated, but Hualan is pediatric.

She first prescribed a prescription for the spring silkworm to take to the pharmacy in the town to grab medicine, and then used a silver needle to dredge Dongge's stagnant meridians. It didn't take long for Dong Ge to open his eyes with a faint breath.

Her big eyes were sunken in her sockets, and a little anxiety was squeezed out of her pale face, and she opened her mouth to look at the old beggar's face with great difficulty, and spit out two words carefully: "Grandpa!" ”

"Hey, kid, grandpa won't let you have an accident."

"Grandpa!"

A trace of moving brilliance appeared on Dong Ge's face, and he screamed faintly, like a flash of fluorescence in the night, and lowered his eyelids heavily.

"Childe, Brother Dong, what is this?"

The old beggar was relieved for a few seconds, but now he was frightened, and the six gods asked Hua Lan: "How did Brother Dong come here, will Brother Dong be?" ”

"It's okay."

Hua Lan shook her head slightly, reached out and gently rolled Dong Ge's weak eyelids, and asked the old beggar again: "How many days has this child not eaten?" ”

"Hey!"

The old beggar sighed, his eyes fell gloomily on Dong Ge's haggard little face, distressed and worried: "At the beginning, I vomited whatever I fed, and finally I could feed a few bites." Later, I couldn't feed it, and it hadn't been three days. ”

Hua Lan frowned, sometimes it is difficult for poor families to squeeze out silver taels to seek medical treatment, let alone beggars who have no food and clothing?

Her little hand was in the palm of her hand.

Brother Dong's little hand stretched out weakly like a branch in March, and his little hand was like dried hay, which made people's hearts hurt when they looked at it.

Hua Lan shook it lightly and said to Hua San: "You go to a nearby tavern to cook some gruel." Ask the cook to carefully cook a small pot, not rice, just yellow millet, add ten red dates, plus three red beans, cook until rotten and then serve. ”

"Yes, Childe!"

Hua Lan agreed, and walked out of the broken temple.

After a short time, the spring silkworm grabbed all the herbs and bought the medicine pot and medicine stove and came back.

There was a deep well in the backyard of the temple, and the old beggar brought water from the well, lit a fire, and began to decoct Dongge.

The sunlight moved south, and after such a toss, I saw that half an hour had passed, and the people around saw that the child had hope, and they all gradually scattered and left the broken temple.