These days, Mrs. Wen has done her best to Jiang Qing and Liao Chunyu, not only teaching them academics, Jiang Qing even learned to play the flute with Mrs. Wen.

Jiang Baoqing naturally respects a good gentleman like Mrs. Wen, and now seeing that Mrs. Wen is in such a hurry, she is a lot older, in this kind of snowy day, she has always paid attention to etiquette, she even came to the door to ask for help before dawn, thinking that she must have encountered something urgent.

"Mr. Wen, you said, I will not shirk if I can help." Although Jiang Baoqing didn't like to be touched by others, at this moment, the old lady's hand, which had always been calm and elegant, trembled slightly, and she held her tightly coldly, as if she was pleading for something, and she couldn't pull her hand out.

"It's rude, it's really ......" Mrs. Wen took a deep breath, "My nurse fell during the night, and now she is unconscious, and her leg is broken. I went to the doctor before, and the doctor said that he was too old and had little luck. Her grandson came to the door crying and asked for help, and I only found out about it. I'm really out of options......"

That's what happened.

Jiang Baoqing has also heard about Mrs. Wen's nurse. Mrs. Wen had been widowed and bedridden, and had no children to serve her, but then it was her nurse who had gone with her children and grandchildren to enjoy the joy of family life, and came back to take care of Mrs. Wen, despite her own approaching seventy years.

This friendship will never be forgotten by Mrs. Wen for the rest of her life.

Jiang Baoqing nodded, without half a point of excuse: "I know, Mr. come in first and sit down for a while, I'll clean it up, and I'll go with you to have a look." ”

Mrs. Wen saw Jiang Baoqing's readiness to agree, and her eyes showed a look of gratitude.

She sat in the house, Jiang Yunshan hurriedly went to the shop selling breakfast outside to buy two servings of hot porridge and came back, and handed one to Mrs. Wen: "Mr. Wen, there is no time to make a charcoal fire in the house, you can drink a bowl of hot porridge to warm up your body first." No matter how urgent things are, you have to take care of yourself. ”

Mrs. Wen's age is not too young, she was also recovering from a serious illness a few days ago, and her body bones are not tough, so she really has to take care of herself more carefully.

Mrs. Wen naturally knew this truth, she thanked Jiang Yunshan and took the bowl of hot porridge.

Jiang Baoqing was very fast, she went back to the house and quickly changed her clothes, barely cleaned her face with the water that had been warm on the stove, and added some medicinal materials for broken bones to the medicine box that had been cleaned up on weekdays, and then picked up the medicine box and went out.

Jiang Baoqing entered the house, and Jiang Yunshan handed Jiang Baoqing the remaining bowl of hot porridge: "Cushion your stomach a little." ”

Jiang Baoqing drank a few sips, and his body warmed up a lot, so he went out with Mrs. Wen.

After Mrs. Wen's illness was cured, Mrs. Wen's nurse Qin Po went home. This time it was also at Qin Po's house, it was Qin Po's grandson who came to Mrs. Wen for help in the middle of the night. When Mrs. Wen heard this, she remembered Jiang Baoqing, who had cured her of her old leg and foot problems before, and instructed Qin Po's grandson to go back and take good care of Qin Po, and she hurriedly came to Jiang Baoqing's yard to ask Jiang Baoqing for help.

Fortunately, the alley where Qin's mother's house is located and the alley where the Jiang family's yard is located are not too far away, but they are not too far. Jiang Baoqing and Mrs. Wen walked through the alleys and alleys, turned a shortcut, and arrived at Qin's house not long after.

The Qin family is in a low alley, surrounded by ordinary people like them, and the courtyards of the houses are a little dilapidated.

The courtyard door was ajar, and I entered with a gentle push.

Qin Po's two young and ignorant great-grandsons were crying for grandma under the eaves, and they were scolded by adults.

A middle-aged man hurriedly walked out, just in time to see Mrs. Wen, his sad face was stunned, and a flash of surprise flashed. This middle-aged man is Sun Ermu, the youngest son of Qin Po, before his son went to Mrs. Wen for help in the middle of the night, Mrs. Wen thought of a miracle doctor, asked him to come back first, and went to ask for a miracle doctor by himself.

Sun Ermu's eyes fell on the person beside Mrs. Wen, and he was taken aback.

This girl, who was born like a fairy, can't be the miracle doctor that Mrs. Wen said?

When Mrs. Wen saw Sun Ermu, she asked anxiously, "Ermu, how is the nurse?" ”

Mentioning this, Sun Ermu couldn't care about it, and said with a sad face: "The doctor just left, he said that the situation is not very good, and he can't do it, let us prepare the longevity materials in advance, maybe we can also give my mother Chong Chong happy ......"

"That's it!" Mrs. Wen was trembling slightly.

Jiang Baoqing immediately decided: "Take me in to have a look." ”

Sun Ermu said: "This is ......"

"This is the miracle doctor I invited, surnamed Jiang." Mrs. Wen hurriedly said and led Jiang Baoqing to the house, "I'll go see the nurse." ”

It was already a little bright, but the doors and windows were closed, and it was still dark and dreary, with a somewhat sullen smell.

There was a daughter-in-law waiting in front of Qin Po's bed, and when she saw Mrs. Wen coming, she couldn't help but say: "I just said that my mother loves to be idle, I am a lot older, and my son and grandson are filial, and I don't stay at home to enjoy Qingfu, and I have to take care of the main family in front of me." If you want me to say, what kind of master's house, it's not like us, it's all broken down. It's good now, the original body is so strong, it's because she has to take care of irrelevant others, which hurts her vitality, and she fell so much when she got up at night, but it tossed her son and grandson all night! ”

The daughter-in-law there was born with a pair of hanging eyes, and she spoke harshly, and Mrs. Rao was well-cultivated, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly with anger.

Rao is like this, she still endured it, and still didn't want to quarrel with this woman in front of Qin Po's sickbed.

Jiang Baoqing stepped forward, pulled out Qin Po's wrist from the quilt, and began to take the pulse.

"Hey, you little girl, who are you, what are you doing? What are you doing here? What are you touching indiscriminately? Qin Po's daughter-in-law didn't notice Jiang Baoqing at first, Jiang Baoqing acted like this, she was startled, her voice was sharp, and she stepped forward to pull Jiang Baoqing's arm.

Jiang Baoqing raised his head and glanced at her coldly: "Mr. Wen is a good-natured person, but I am not." If you don't keep your mouth up and it affects my visit, I'll take coercive measures. ”

Mrs. Qin's daughter-in-law's hand stopped in mid-air like this, she was startled by Jiang Baoqing's eyes, and she was a little shocked in her heart, the little girl who looked so delicate and lovely, her eyes were so crazy......

Mother-in-law Qin's daughter-in-law's hand stopped in mid-air, and she was a little embarrassed.

Stretch your hand forward, this little girl's appearance is clear, as if she dared to stretch out her hand, and this little girl dared to chop her hand;

Don't stretch out your hand forward, this face is somewhat indelible.

After a while, Qin's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally couldn't stand it anymore, and opened their throats and howled: "Sun Ermu, you are dead!" What are you going to do? ”

The door curtain sounded, but it was not Sun Ermu who came in, but a young man with a simple appearance: "Mother, what's wrong?" Didn't Dad go out to prepare Shoucai for Grandma? ”

After the young man finished speaking, he noticed Mrs. Wen, and the joy on his face was the same as that of his father Sun Ermu: "Aunt Wen, are you here?" Is the Divine Doctor back? ”

Mrs. Wen gestured in Jiang Baoqing's direction.

Jiang Baoqing had already finished taking the pulse at this time, and was rolling Qin Po's eyelids.

There were no candles in the room, and the doors and windows were closed, and it was a little dim. Only then did Sun Zhongliang notice that there was a slender little girl who seemed to be in front of his grandmother's sickbed and didn't know what to do.