Shen Tianshu turned around subconsciously and saw Luo Qiaozhen, who had just closed her eyes and remained motionless, but she didn't know when she woke up.
Although Luo Qiaozhen still looked tired, even raising her eyelids seemed to be very laborious, she still struggled to say: "Mom, I'm hungry!"
Both Luo Shizhong and his wife were stunned on the spot. In the end, Mrs. Luo reacted first and rushed forward to hug Luo Qiaozhen into her arms.
"Dear mother!"
Shen Tianshu reminded Luo Shizhong: "The child is weak, so it is best to eat something soft and easy to digest."
Luo Shizhong also came to his senses and said: "Yes, yes, I will buy it right away."
As he spoke, he was about to run out, but Mrs. Luo stopped her, stuffed him with a purse and said: "Go find a breakfast shop and ask them to cook some millet porridge, the kind with thick rice oil. Then steam the egg custard. It takes a long time to cook the porridge. When the egg custard is ready, you can send it back first to avoid starving the children."
"Okay, okay." Luo Shizhong took the purse and walked out quickly. When he reached the door, he looked back at his daughter with great reluctance and said, "Qiao Zhen, be patient for a while, daddy will buy you something to eat!"
When Luo Shizhong opened the door, he was startled by the group of people outside the door, but soon he said with a happy face: "My daughter is awake, she is awake, and she says she is hungry!"
"That's great!"
"Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you!"
The people living in the almshouses at this time were generally divided into three types: the elderly and widowed people who had no one to take care of them, the orphans who were abandoned when they were young, and the people who suffered and were displaced in the snow disaster.
Thanks to Shen Zhonglei's rule, it has always been very stable, and kind-hearted people have always donated money to the nursing home so that they can have a place to stay, so most people are grateful.
Yesterday, seeing how seriously ill Luo Qiaozhen was, many elderly people were thinking about her. When they heard that the child was awake, they all smiled with relief.
The aunt who had persuaded Shen Tianshu before stopped Luo Shizhong and said: "We have a kitchen in the nursing home, and we have eggs, millet and so on. You give the kitchen some money and they will be cooked for you here. Why go out to buy it in the cold weather, only to get it cold when you get it back?"
Luo Shizhong thought it was reasonable when he heard it. The child had just woken up, and he didn't want to leave for too long at this time.
He hurried to the kitchen of the almshouse, found the steward, explained the situation, and gave him a silver dime.
The people in the almshouse usually didn't see any profit at all. Now they suddenly got a lot of extra money. All they asked for was to steam an egg custard and cook a pot of millet porridge. They were so happy that their mouths were almost crooked. After accepting the money, they kept promising: "Don't worry, I will do it perfectly and send it to you when it's done."
Luo Shizhong returned to the room and saw Shen Tianshu diagnosing the child's pulse. He did not dare to say a word, but walked quietly to his wife and winked at her.
The tacit understanding between the couple was good, and Mrs. Luo also believed that her husband must have arranged things well, and did not ask why he came back so soon.
Shen Tianshu stared at the couple's burning eyes, carefully diagnosed the child's pulse, and checked the tongue coating, and finally said: "After surviving last night, it is no longer life-threatening. The rest depends on how to nurse him back to health."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Luo could no longer bear it and cried into Luo Shizhong's arms.
Luo Shizhong, a grown man, couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes. While silently comforting his wife, he thanked Shen Tianshu repeatedly and asked how to take care of her in the future.
Shen Tianshu stood up, spread out paper and pen on the table, and wrote a prescription first: "This prescription is slightly smaller than the medicine last night. After returning home, I will take six doses and I should be able to recover. As for the future." After the child has taken these six doses of medicine, I will give you a prescription after taking a look at the situation."
Luo Shizhong heard this and asked hurriedly: "Mrs. Tong, where should we find you then?"
Mrs. Luo also said: "Mrs. Tong has such great medical skills, why don't you open a medical clinic to treat illnesses and save people? If we don't have enough money, we husband and wife are willing to help Mrs. Tong."
"Thank you, Mrs. Luo. It's not about money. Why don't you leave your address and I will contact you then."
Although Shen Tianshu had even found a house, it was not the best time to open a medical clinic yet, so she still had an opportunity.
The couple looked at each other. If they just left the address, they would be too passive. They could only wait for Mrs. Tong to contact them, in case the other party forgot about it...
But Mrs. Tong came as promised early this morning, and the other party did save her daughter's life. Even if she couldn't be contacted later, as long as the child's life was not in danger, she could just nurse her back to health slowly.
Thinking of this, Luo Shizhong walked to the table, wrote down his home address and gave it to Shen Tianshu, saying: "Then there is Mrs. Laotong."
Mrs. Luo also took out the purse she had prepared and came forward, put it on the table and said: "This is the fee for this consultation. If there is any need for our husband and wife's help in the future, Madam Tong, please just ask and don't be polite. "
Shen Tianshu did not accept the money, and said in a slightly lower voice: "It is fate that we met, so there is no need for a consultation fee..."
"No!" Before Shen Tianshu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mrs. Luo. She said angrily, "Ms. Tong, it's not a coincidence that we brought our daughter here to see you for medical treatment. Someone deliberately lured us here. At first, all my thoughts were focused on the child, and I didn’t think much about it. Now that I think about it, so many doctors didn’t think well of Qiaozhen’s illness, and they all said that she wouldn’t live more than three days. How could someone be so kind as to lead us away? I came to the nursing home to seek help from you? Someone must have wanted to harm you, but I didn’t expect that you were really capable and actually came back from the dead and saved the child. Madam Tong, have you offended anyone recently?"
Luo Shizhong's face also became serious and he said: "If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them; if they are piled up on the bank, the current will be turbulent; if you behave above others, they will be rejected by the public. Lady Tong has superb medical skills, and she even cured a disease that the prefect offered a reward for. The patient seeking medical treatment must be a fellow patient who would think of using this trick to plot against Lady Tong."
"Ah!" Mrs. Luo exclaimed after hearing this, "That must be..."
She was about to say that it must be Gong Lihua, but she saw Shen Tianshu holding out a finger, shaking it at her, and quickly swallowed back the name that was about to blurt out.
There are ears everywhere in the almshouse. Whatever is said in the room can be heard clearly by anyone outside who wants to hear it. It is indeed too rash to say this here.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. and Mrs. Xian. I know this well. Your first priority now is to take good care of your children. You don't have to worry about me." Shen Tianshu looked at the sky outside, "It's getting late and I have to leave. Remember to give your child medicine on time."
After Shen Tianshu left the nursing home and got on the carriage, Minghui finally couldn't help but ask: "Girl, who is the person that Mrs. Luo was just talking about?"
"I cure Mrs. Zhao's illness, who will be most embarrassed and unable to come to Taiwan?"
Minghui thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "Is it the palace doctor?"