Ten years ago, he was almost like this, and he was carried into Fencheng by Rong Fei to earn a way to live.

The trance was just for a moment, Ji Rouer restrained her mind and took the little girl who was unconscious and full of nonsense and hugged her in her arms.

As soon as I started it, I noticed that the little girl's body was unusually hot.

"I can't see the disease this way, put it on the stool."

The fortune teller shouted and pulled over a bench, Ji Rouer laid the little girl flat on the chair, and picked up the little girl's bruised, swollen radish calf with her palm.

"When was you stung?"

After Ji Rou'er glanced at the location where she was stung by the scorpion, she asked the mute little beggar.

"Early this morning, when my sister woke up, she accidentally knocked over a brick, and a black scorpion of such a big size ran out from under the brick and bit my sister."

Carrying the little girl on his back, the older boy raised his arm and gestured.

Only then did Ji Rouer notice that the upper lip of the little girl who was stung by the scorpion was cracked like a rabbit's lips.

The three brothers and sisters turned out to be disabled, and I don't know if they were ruthlessly abandoned by their parents or what.

At this time, it was not the time to think about this, Ji Rouer first went to the old Taoist priest's stall to write a prescription, and then took out a treasure bill and stuffed it with the prescription to the one-armed beggar, asking him to go to the pharmacy to grab medicine.

He also gave the dumb beggar a handful of copper coins and told him to buy some soju quickly.

"Shochu, the old way is here."

The old fortune teller took off a gourd from his waist and handed it to Ji Rou'er.

Ji Rouer took the wine gourd, took out a needle knife from the needle bag, used soju to disinfect the needle knife and the little girl's wound, and then used the needle knife to make a cross around the wound, and then used her fingers to push hard around the periphery, squeezing out the poisonous blood little by little.

The one-armed beggar soon ran back with the medicine bag, and Ji Rouer picked out some fine residue from the several medicinal materials she bought and fed it to the little girl, and twisted some of the fine residue into powder, mixed and stirred it well, and applied it to the wound.

Remembering that there was no cotton cloth, he tore off a sleeve of his shirt and soaked it in soju to wrap the wound.

After finishing these, Ji Rouer was already sweating profusely.

Without bothering to wipe the sweat off his forehead, he went to check on the little girl's condition.

Most of the poisonous blood around the wound has been squeezed out, and with the effect of the drugs taken in and smeared by mouth, the little girl's face has improved much at this time, and her body is no longer as hot as before.

Although he still hasn't woken up, his breathing has stabilized a lot.

Ji Rou'er breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and saw the two little beggars staring at her nervously, still holding the copper plate left over from buying medicine in her hands, so she said with a smile.

"Fortunately, scorpions are not very venomous and are not life-threatening. You can keep the money, grab a few more medicines according to the prescription just now, take the boiled medicine juice orally, and apply the remaining medicine residue to the wound, and it will be cured in a few days. ”

The two beggars first breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and then looked at each other, and the palms holding the copper plate were loose and tight, tight and loose, and their faces were full of embarrassed expressions.

Ji Rou'er felt amused when she saw this, and was about to ask them not to worry about accepting the money, but the two beggars suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Sister Fairy, it stands to reason that you have saved my second sister's life, and I shouldn't have taken this money. But if you don't collect it, you won't have the money to buy medicine for your second sister, and my brother and sister have nothing to repay, so they can only ... I can only kowtow to you first, and then repay your kindness by being a cow and a horse in the future. ”

Ji Rouer was so amused when she heard the words that she covered her mouth and giggled.

"You just need to live upright, and not going astray is the greatest reward for me."

Ji Rou'er's words caused the beggar brothers to burst into tears, and they nodded again and again. The onlookers even stretched out their thumbs and praised them repeatedly.

The old Taoist priest who gave up his stall to write a prescription for Ji Rouer to see the illness had an expression of honor.

"This girl, I have an old disease, can it be convenient to diagnose and treat."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd asked.

The others also had their eyes lit up when they heard this, and they turned to look at Ji Rou'er with anticipation.

"Thank you for your support, but after all, the little woman doesn't have a medical center, and she doesn't make a living by practicing medicine, so she has to act today because she is in a critical condition. If you want to treat your illness and get medicine, you need to go to the pharmacy of the medical center. ”

Everyone showed pity when they heard this, not to mention that this female doctor had extraordinary skills, not only did she not accept the consultation fee for treating the disease and saving people, but even reversed the money. It's a pity that we didn't take advantage of such a bargain.

Ji Rouer seems naïve, but she has been with the scheming Rong Fei for ten years, how can she be a simple character.

Although the person who was questioned before was not dressed luxuriously, he was also neat and clean, there was not a patch on his body, and his family background should not be bad, and it was obvious that he was paying attention to taking advantage, how could Ji Rouer let him get his wish.

Moreover, there were also people in the crowd who believed in Ji Rouer's medical skills and were ready to pay for medical treatment, but Ji Rouer still couldn't agree casually.

is a newcomer, there is no foundation, if Ji Rouer directly sets up a stall here to open a clinic, it will be a tiger's mouth and seize the territory of Qiancaotang next to it.

Such an offending thing, Ji Rouer would not do it.

But in addition to the people in the crowd who want to take advantage of the advantages and have a wealthy family, there are also some people in tattered clothes and full of sorrow who look at Ji Rouer sincerely, but because of Ji Rouer's words just now, it is not good to force it anymore.

Seeing the gazes of these people, Ji Rou'er's compassionate nature faintly attacked, and after weighing it for a long time, she still felt that she should not be proud and cause unnecessary trouble.

I could only endure the compassion in my heart, and said goodbye to the crowd before leaving.

"Fairy stay, please allow Lao Dao to be brave and say a word."

Hearing this, Ji Rou'er stopped and looked at the old Taoist priest, who dusted off the sleeves of his shabby robe and looked at Ji Rou'er to the end.

"What is the Dao Chief?"

Ji Rou'er was startled and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it.

"Today's girl saved two lives in a row, and such righteous deeds deserve to be worshipped."

The old Taoist priest said solemnly.

"The Tao is long."

Ji Rouer replied with a salute.

"Lao Dao has been divining fortune telling here for more than ten years, and I have seen a lot of people who have encountered the beggar and the woman just now, but they don't have such good luck to meet a compassionate fairy like you, a girl.

Kyoto is prosperous, and profit comes first, even in the medical centers and pharmacies that advertise hanging pots to help the world. Once a poor family is seriously ill, they either have no money for medical treatment and resign themselves to fate, or they can only delay the sunset for a while and lose their personal wealth.

I have seen all kinds of tragic things, and the old Tao is heartbroken, but he can't understand medical skills, and he can only cry out in vain. The girl is compassionate and has superb medical skills, and the old man sees that the girl has some abnormal movements, but she refuses because of scruples, so the old man thinks of a way to do both.

Whether it is a medical clinic or a pharmacy, they only make money from the rich, and they don't care about the lives of the poor. If a girl sees a doctor only for four or five days when she is free, or if she sees a doctor for three or two poor people who have no money for treatment, and does not charge for the consultation or take the medicine, she will not be guilty of her fellow travelers. The old Taoist priest can also take the opportunity to steal a few hands, so that even if the girl does not come here for diagnosis and treatment in the future, the old Taoist priest can reluctantly help them take a look, so that they will not have no way to ask for help but wait for death. ”

The old Taoist priest spoke earnestly, and then bowed deeply to Ji Rou'er.

Ji Rou'er didn't dodge this time, but was thinking about the old Taoist's proposal very seriously.

Syllable!

A shriveled and thin little old man walked out of the crowd of onlookers, came to the old Taoist priest's fortune-telling booth, slapped a shabby money bag on the table and shouted.

"Although it is not a consultation fee, the medicinal materials always cost money, and it is always difficult to let the girl put on the cushion, and I will pay this little old man."

The old Taoist priest picked up the money bag and counted it, and then teased.

"It's less than two hundred dollars in total, how can you make your old Yang head shout like two hundred taels."

"Just... That's all, all the net worth is here, it's always a thought. ”

The shriveled old man, known as Old Yang, replied with a dry smile.

Before he could finish speaking, several more people came out of the crowd and took out more or less silver coins and put them on the table. These people are the same age as the old Taoist priest and the old Yang, and they seem to be old acquaintances.

One after another, some people were moved by the atmosphere and donated generously, and the table was soon filled with a lot of money.

Lao Yang Tou roughly counted it, and there were as many as sixty or seventy taels.

"Girl!"

The old Taoist priest called Ji Rou'er, and then pointed to Lao Yang's head and introduced.

"His name is Yang Er, and he is forty-nine this year. Don't look at him now, he looks like a cooked shrimp, but seven years ago, he was also a tall and heroic man. The family has a small amount of money, a pair of well-behaved children and a virtuous mother-in-law.

Seven years ago, my mother-in-law suffered from a strange disease, her belly was swollen like a fight, and the pain was unbearable. He took his mother-in-law to search for the Kyoto Hospital, and the money was spent, but the disease was not cured. In the end, when his mother-in-law died, she vomited pus, blood and strange insects all over the ground.

Six years ago, a pair of children also contracted the same strange disease, and Lao Yang Tou sold his family wealth but failed to save the lives of his two children. Since then, he can only make ends meet by selling groceries here, and he has become this virtuous person. ”

"Alas, it's all fate, don't mention it."

Old Yang Tou sighed and said don't look over.

Then the old Taoist priest pointed to a few other contributors, and the experience was similar to that of Lao Yangtou.

After hearing what happened to several people, Ji Rouer was already quite moved, and when she saw their earnest gazes, she finally made up her mind and saluted the old Taoist priest and the others.

"Ji Rou'er is better to be respectful than to obey her fate."

"Hahaha, good, good, the old Tao said that the girl is compassionate and a fairy."

The crowd of onlookers was also moved by the atmosphere and applauded.

In the crowd, Dou Qi, the shopkeeper of Qiancaotang, looked at the old Taoist priest, Ji Rouer and others with his hands in his sleeves, his eyes gloomy and flickering.

Beside Dou Qi, there are several shopkeepers who have opened medical halls and pharmacies here, and their faces are also not very good-looking.

The old Taoist priest was complimenting the out-of-town woman named Ji Rouer on his face, but he was actually ridiculing the medical halls and pharmacies on this long street for taking advantage of the sick pit to make money and disregard people's lives.

Hum! It's a slap in the face.

Dou Qi and the rest of the shopkeepers glanced at each other, nodded, and quietly withdrew from the crowd and walked towards a restaurant not far away.

A few stinky poor sour, wait and see!