Chapter 1169
Hesitated for a moment, she suddenly knelt in front of the big brother, choked: "big brother, can you, can you please help my mother?"
Nianwen quickly picked her up. "What happened to your mother?"
The little girl's tears continued to drop: "elder brother, my mother is seriously ill, and she hasn't got out of bed for many days. She also had a bowl of porridge yesterday, but today, she can't even drink water."
"Where is your mother?" She asked.
The little girl pointed to a row of houses in the distance and said, "my mother lives in room 33."
She reached out and took the little girl's hand. "Go, take me to see your mother."
The little girl was so happy that she finally showed a little smile on her face and hurriedly took the hand reading Wen to room 33.
People who had planned to go back to their families also followed up. Some people who knew said in a low voice in the crowd: "I know the woman who lives in room 33. Her name is lianniang. She lived in Sandan street last year. She was a sick child when she first came here. She can't get out of bed for three or two days. She can survive now. Thanks to this little girl, she is really guilty!"
"It's not easy for a child to take care of not only himself but also his sick mother."
"In my opinion, that lotus mother hasn't had a long time to live. I'm afraid that this young doctor, who has just learned some medical skills, expects him to cure that disease of lotus mother, I'm afraid it's very painful."
"I can't say that. I've heard that when she came to Jincheng to open the Rongyu hall, the princess who is now the protector of the country, she was only in her teens. Those who went to the Rongyu hall to seek medical treatment didn't have any diseases that she couldn't cure. They are called little doctors. It can be seen that the quality of medical skills has nothing to do with age."
In the crowd's voice, Nianwen and the little girl have entered House 33.
The house is very small. There is only one room and a small hall, so there is no other space.
But it's just a mother and daughter living together, but it's enough.
The light in the room was dim. As soon as Nian Wen entered the room, she lit the oil lamp in the room. The little girl looked at the oil lamp painfully. She didn't speak. The oil in the lamp was the last half of the oil left in the house. She didn't want to light it all the time.
There was a woman lying on the disordered wooden couch. The woman's breathing was heavy. She was half faint and half awake. There was thin sweat between her forehead. Her face was pale and her cheeks were sunken. She was not thin.
Nianwen takes out the woman's arm from the thin quilt, and keeps the pulse.
The pulse condition is very bad. It's empty, heavy, flighty and uncertain. Its internal breathing is disordered. It's very ill.
She asked the little girl, "has your mother been ill all the time, and has not been better?"
The little girl nodded: "yes, since I remember, my mother didn't have a good time. She was ill for three or two days, but she always suffered and said that she was OK. Now she is more and more ill than ever before."
Nianwen sighed and said, "your mother fell ill when she was giving birth to you. If she could take good care of her in the early years, she might not be as sick as she is now."
The girl listened and cried again: "big brother, after my father died, my mother was driven out of the house by my grandfather and grandmother, and my grandfather's house refused to let my mother in. My mother was helpless, so she took me to Jincheng to beg all the way. She didn't even eat a full meal. How can I get money to see a doctor and raise it? Big brother, please help my mother."
The girl knelt down again, and her tears kept falling. She was only seven years old, and her relatives were only her mother. If she didn't have her mother, she didn't know how to live.
Nianwen quickly picked her up. "What happened to your mother?"
The little girl's tears continued to drop: "elder brother, my mother is seriously ill, and she hasn't got out of bed for many days. She also had a bowl of porridge yesterday, but today, she can't even drink water."
"Where is your mother?" She asked.
The little girl pointed to a row of houses in the distance and said, "my mother lives in room 33."
She reached out and took the little girl's hand. "Go, take me to see your mother."
The little girl was so happy that she finally showed a little smile on her face and hurriedly took the hand reading Wen to room 33.
People who had planned to go back to their families also followed up. Some people who knew said in a low voice in the crowd: "I know the woman who lives in room 33. Her name is lianniang. She lived in Sandan street last year. She was a sick child when she first came here. She can't get out of bed for three or two days. She can survive now. Thanks to this little girl, she is really guilty!"
"It's not easy for a child to take care of not only himself but also his sick mother."
"In my opinion, that lotus mother hasn't had a long time to live. I'm afraid that this young doctor, who has just learned some medical skills, expects him to cure that disease of lotus mother, I'm afraid it's very painful."
"I can't say that. I've heard that when she came to Jincheng to open the Rongyu hall, the princess who is now the protector of the country, she was only in her teens. Those who went to the Rongyu hall to seek medical treatment didn't have any diseases that she couldn't cure. They are called little doctors. It can be seen that the quality of medical skills has nothing to do with age."
In the crowd's voice, Nianwen and the little girl have entered House 33.
The house is very small. There is only one room and a small hall, so there is no other space.
But it's just a mother and daughter living together, but it's enough.
The light in the room was dim. As soon as Nian Wen entered the room, she lit the oil lamp in the room. The little girl looked at the oil lamp painfully. She didn't speak. The oil in the lamp was the last half of the oil left in the house. She didn't want to light it all the time.
There was a woman lying on the disordered wooden couch. The woman's breathing was heavy. She was half faint and half awake. There was thin sweat between her forehead. Her face was pale and her cheeks were sunken. She was not thin.
Nianwen takes out the woman's arm from the thin quilt, and keeps the pulse.
The pulse condition is very bad. It's empty, heavy, flighty and uncertain. Its internal breathing is disordered. It's very ill.
She asked the little girl, "has your mother been ill all the time, and has not been better?"
The little girl nodded: "yes, since I remember, my mother didn't have a good time. She was ill for three or two days, but she always suffered and said that she was OK. Now she is more and more ill than ever before."
Nianwen sighed and said, "your mother fell ill when she was giving birth to you. If she could take good care of her in the early years, she might not be as sick as she is now."
The girl listened and cried again: "big brother, after my father died, my mother was driven out of the house by my grandfather and grandmother, and my grandfather's house refused to let my mother in. My mother was helpless, so she took me to Jincheng to beg all the way. She didn't even eat a full meal. How can I get money to see a doctor and raise it? Big brother, please help my mother."
The girl knelt down again, and her tears kept falling. She was only seven years old, and her relatives were only her mother. If she didn't have her mother, she didn't know how to live.