All Hail Cousin Brother

He suddenly thought of the scene of the little girl standing under the bodhi tree on Buddha's Day, closing her eyes and making a wish. She was dressed in a plain brocade skirt and set off by a green body, and even she became elegant and bright.

Now, her whole body is like fire, fresh and bright, and she suddenly becomes extremely lively.

Song Mingzhao followed behind, protecting Yu Youyao in front.

The people around saw that Yu Youyao was following the maidservant by her side, her whole body was full of nobility, and a young man with an extraordinary bearing followed behind her, so they knew that the group of them came from extraordinary backgrounds, and they were not something they could afford to offend. , Where dare to block the road, he made way for himself.

At the entrance of the hospital, a woman wearing gray cloth and covered with patches hugged her son, knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "Doctor, doctor, please, please save my son, please help him, I, I have Money," she cried and untied the purse at her waist, and the old copper coins spilled on the ground. She didn't care to pick it up, but cried and begged: "Doctor, save him, I, I will make a cow for you." horse……"

The doctor in the medical center didn't know whether he couldn't stand the pointing crowd or if he really felt sorry for the woman, so he said helplessly, "My sister-in-law, it's not that I'm dying, I really can't do anything..."

After hearing this, the woman broke down and cried in her arms, "My son..."

"Put him on the ground, flat on his back."

Just as the woman was dying, a voice suddenly came from her ear, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes were covered with tears, and at first glance, she thought she saw a fairy.

Obviously, she went to the doctor in a hurry. The woman hugged her son, knelt down in front of Yu Youyao, and tugged at Yu Youyao's skirt: "You can save my son, right? I beg you, please save my son..."

Yu Youyao hurriedly said: "Put your son on the ground first, lie on his back, hold down his hands and feet, if you hold him like this, not only will you not be able to save him, but you will also harm him..."

Her voice was soft, but there was an unquestionable majesty in her tone, a kind of calming power.

The woman couldn't listen to what she said, only heard that she was holding her son and would harm him, so she quickly put the son in her arms on the ground.

Yu Youyao raised her voice, "Please spread out everyone around to let the air circulate."

Her voice was clear and clear, not high-pitched, nor arrogant, but her flat tone made the crowd around them step back a little bit, making way for one.

The child is about six or seven years old, and his body is quite strong. Generally speaking, children suffering from asthma are relatively thin. From this point of view, he should be suffering from asthma for the first time. Now he is lying flat on the ground with his body He convulsed and trembled, his eyes kept rolling, white foam was spit out from the corner of his mouth, and there was a "ho ho ho" sound in his throat.

It is indeed very dangerous.

Yu Youyao didn't delay any longer: "Go to the medical hall to borrow a mortar for pounding medicine, and prepare straw paper for moxibustion, as well as fire pockets."

Human life is at stake. Chunxiao dared not delay, and had to go to the hospital immediately.

Then he saw that Song Shizi, who had been following the lady, had already entered the medical hall.

Because these things are commonly used, you don't need to look for them deliberately, you can get them easily. In a short while, Song Mingzhao has already taken out the things.

Yu Youyao untied the purse at her waist, took a string of wooden beads from it, and pulled one off: "This is Tongqiao Xiangwan. Its fragrance has the effects of opening the orifice, calming the mind, and calming the mind."

She has a calm expression, her voice is neither high nor low, neither warm nor soft, and her tone is very stable.

The emotionally broken woman also gradually calmed down, staring closely at Yu Youyao's every move, with hope rekindled in her eyes.

The surrounding crowd also quieted down, seeing the girl's noble appearance,

He also guessed that the medicine taken from her must be very valuable, and seeing the calm and calm appearance, he even felt that the child was saved.

Yu Youyao quickly smashed the incense pills, poured the smashed incense residues on the straw paper, rolled the straw paper into a strip, opened her mouth, and was about to ask for a fire bag when she saw the burning fire bag handed to her.

As soon as she raised her head, she met Song Mingzhao's deep gaze, nodded at him, then lit the roll, pressed two fingers on both sides of the child's nose, and put the roll near the child's nose to burn.

Song Mingzhao looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight pierced into his eyes.

Only then did he realize that it was almost noon and the weather was hot.

The jade-like little face of Miss Yu's family was tanned pink, with a kind of clear and transparent crystal, which was inconceivably clean.

Song Mingzhao turned his head, and saw the young servant leaving and returning at some point: "Bring the umbrella from the carriage."

There are always things to go out on the carriage.

The little servant was flying off his feet and fetched an umbrella after a while.

Song Mingzhao reached out to take it and opened the umbrella.

On the surface of the light blue umbrella, there were a few strokes of ink and bamboo, but it was clear and elegant, and he put the umbrella on top of Yu Youyao's head, but he was still exposed to the sun.

The boy's mind suddenly exploded, and he immediately thought of the matter that the young master was inexplicably concerned about Miss Yu during the Dragon Boat Festival...

The young master who is pure and ascetic seems to be interested in Miss Yu...

The servant couldn't help but glanced at the young master.

Unexpectedly, he met the young master's glance. The bottomless eyes made him almost breathless, and the servant quickly lowered his head.

About half a cup of tea!

The child lying on the ground convulsing and convulsing gradually calmed down. Although he was still rolling his eyes, it was obvious that his condition was improving.

The woman's body softened, and she covered her face and wept silently.

Yu Youyao also breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Chunxiao to change a roll: "Do as I did just now, don't burn him."

Chunxiao immediately took the scroll and did as he did.

Yu Youyao squatted on the ground and kept the same position for too long. When she stood up, she felt a numbness in her legs, and she staggered and nearly fell.

Fortunately, Song Mingzhao stood close and reached out to help her shoulder: "Are you all right?"

Yu Youyao took a step back, kept a distance from Song Mingzhao, stabilized her body, and shook her head: "It's okay, but I'm a little sore from squatting for too long."

Song Mingzhao's expression lightened a little, and he sent the umbrella forward.

She looked up at the oil-paper umbrella above her head, was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Thank you!"

Song Mingzhao twitched the corners of his lips lightly: "It's very sunny outside, why don't we go to the medical hall to rest first?"

Yu Youyao lowered her head, and saw that the child's face had gradually calmed down. A kind passer-by borrowed an umbrella from the woman, and the woman helped her son hold the umbrella.

It was too hot outside, and Yu Youyao couldn't stand it, so she told Chunxiao: "The child can't move around at will, the roll is burnt, so please report to me first."

Chunxiao quickly responded.

Yu Youyao and Song Mingzhao entered the hospital side by side, and Mrs. Liu spontaneously followed behind.

Seeing that the two of them were very dignified, the doctor of the medical clinic quickly ordered someone to prepare tea.

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