"City Lord Yang, this is my family's child. Wu'er hasn't come to see your Uncle Yang yet. ”

Zhao Mingtang obviously doted on this child very much, and not only introduced this child to Yang Yinuan at this time.

also asked the child to knock Yang Yinuan to one.

The child jumped from his arms to the ground, staggered to Yang Yinuan's side, and knelt down and kowtowed.

Yang Yinuan hurriedly got up and pulled up the child: "Oops, I can't help it, I can't help it..."

He pulled the child up, and he could see that something was not quite right with the child.

A child should look like he or she is five or six years old, but his hair is yellowish, his skin is pale, his height is significantly shorter than that of children of the same age, and his weight is very light.

Looking at the appearance of the child, a very beautiful child, but he looks weak.

His face was pale and he looked sickly.

"Well, Childe, this ......"

Yang Yinuan let go of his hand, and the child ran back into Zhao Mingtang's arms as soon as he slipped away.

As soon as Yang Yinuan opened his mouth, Zhao Mingtang's face changed, he was very happy at first, but in a blink of an eye, he became sad.

"Hey, I won't hide it from you, City Lord Yang! I'm a little kid, I'm old and old, so I'm very precious. ”

"It can be said that since birth, I have been taking care of my life. But I don't know why. ”

"This child has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and he has finally grown up, but he often has night terrors."

"But I know that I have no problem eating, but I often say that I have a stomachache and can't eat."

"It's so sad for us as parents."

When Zhao Mingtang said this, he also revealed his true feelings, and he didn't regard himself as a king at all.

is completely an old father who loves his children, but because of his children's illness, he is helpless.

At this time, Yang Yinuan glanced at the child very seriously, and then returned to his seat thoughtfully.

Indeed, in this era, on the planet Falken, the rate of infant mortality is very high.

Many of them died of dystocia at birth, and many of them were not raised because of various sudden risks.

For example, various bacterial infections, or various viral invasions.

You must know that in this era, there were no vaccines, and there were no antibiotics.

So for the Blue Star people, it may be an ordinary minor illness, but it can kill a person here.

Especially these young children who have not grown up and have weak resistance.

At this moment, the child in Zhao Mingtang's hand just picked up a piece of canned meat on his desk and put it in his mouth.

But after chewing it twice, suddenly the child's face changed, and it turned white in an instant, and soon beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripped down the child's forehead.

The child struggled in Zhao Mingtang's arms even more painfully: "Oops, my stomach hurts, it hurts!" ”

The Manchu Dynasty's civil and military faces suddenly changed greatly, and Zhao Mingtang's face was even darker: "Quick, pass on the imperial doctor!" ”

Yang Yinuan also chuckled in his heart, I lost it, but don't say that my canned meat is poisonous, and I will eat the child badly!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mingtang on the opposite side waved his hand with a frustrated face.

"Hey, don't complain about the canned food in Qianshan City, it's my child's old problem again."

Hearing him say this, Yang Yinuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be an old problem!

At this moment, he put his mind at ease and shifted his gaze to this little child.

As a result, he suddenly seemed to remember something.

This child's illness is a bit similar to his childhood illness!

"Zhao Guanjia, does this kid usually have a very good appetite and can often eat a lot of things at once."

"But sometimes you often complain that your stomach hurts and you can't eat anything?"

Zhao Mingtang was also stunned when he heard him ask: "City Lord Yang, how do you know?" ”

As soon as Yang Yinuan heard this, when he saw the appearance of this child, he basically had a judgment in his heart.

He laughed: "Childe's problem, I may have a way!" ”

"Oh? It's true? ”

As soon as Yang Yinuan's voice fell, Zhao Mingtang here didn't care about any etiquette.

Reaching out and grabbing his sleeve.

"Eh, City Lord Yang, please forgive me, we, as parents, can't see our children being wronged!"

"Haha, understood, understood......"

Yang Yinuan said, and came to the child's side, at this time the child was sick and was already sweating profusely.

However, the disease may have occurred many times, and the child has gradually become accustomed to the initial pain.

Yang Yinuan pretended to be a ghost again, let the child open his mouth, stick out his tongue, and show him.

Then he pretended to check the child's pulse, and then turned his head to look at Zhao Mingtang and said.

"Butler, I'm basically sure!"

"Huh? Then Yang City Lord, what should I do next? ”

When Zhao Mingtang heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

Yang Yinuan smiled slightly, signaled him to be calm, and then reached out and took out a small medicine bottle from his arms.

Open the cap of the bottle, pour a tart candy out of it and bring it directly to the child's mouth.

"Come on, eat this!"

The child's face was full of suspicion, but when he saw that the tower candy was very beautiful, he obediently opened his mouth and ate the tower candy into his mouth.

After a while, the eyes of the child, who had been listless, lit up.

"Daddy, this medicine is sweet..."

"Huh? Sweet ......"

"That's right, it's so sweet!"

The child's mental state has improved significantly.

Yang Yinuan looked at the child's size, estimated his weight, and then took out two more tower candy in the palm of his hand.

Then he told the child to come, "Come, eat both." ”

It may be that the first candy is delicious, so the child is very cooperative to eat both candies.

Then Yang Yinuan smiled and patted his head: "Okay, my stomach doesn't hurt now, right?" ”

It's strange to say, my stomach hurt just now, but it really doesn't hurt anymore.

The child looked at Yang Yinuan with joy on his face: "Uncle Yang, it really doesn't hurt!" ”

And Zhao Mingtang, who was standing on the other side, was also full of joy at this time.

Now he really believes that Yang Yinuan really has a way to deal with his son's illness!

And Yang Yinuan smiled and patted the top of the child's head with a smile.

"Alright, you go back to sleep! When I wake up tomorrow morning, I'll be cured. ”

"But remember, when you go to the toilet, someone must be by your side, and when the time comes, when you come out, let the imperial doctor take a look, and the imperial doctor will know what's going on!"

Yang Yinuan explained again, the kid listened, nodded obediently, and jumped out of Zhao Mingtang's arms.

And Zhao Mingtang shouted behind him excitedly: "Did you hear it, find the imperial doctor, stay outside the palace of Gongzi Xin today, and accompany Gongzi to relieve the stool ...... as soon as possible tomorrow morning."