Seeing the little official frowning, Mrs. Xin felt a chill in her heart: "Yesterday, my house was burned down. The child was frightened and scared and also caught a cold. It's not a serious illness."
The clerk still frowned after hearing her explanation: "You're already so burned, how come you're not seriously ill?"
Mrs. Xin thought they would be kicked out, so she hurriedly explained: "It's really not a serious illness. It will be fine tomorrow."
"Stop talking." The clerk waved to the side and called an old woman.
Mrs. Xin was stunned where she was. The feeling of losing hope once again completely defeated her. Her legs were weak and she sat on the ground.
The clerk behind the table was startled. He felt that he had said something wrong and hurriedly added: "Sister-in-law, don't worry. It is indeed not a serious illness. There are doctors in the Salesian Hospital who can definitely cure it."
After saying that, he came to help her.
Madam Xin finally came to her senses, doctor?
The old woman who came just now, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed her and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it's okay. The Chinese medicine doctors at the Salesian Hospital are all miracle doctors from Louronce. This minor illness is not a problem."
With that said, he helped her take the child from her back.
The little girl was wrapped in Liang Da's robe. She struggled to lift her eyelids, but was unable to close them. She still had a small piece of dried almond in her mouth.
The old woman bumped her up, let her lean on her shoulders, and said to Madam Xin: "Don't worry, you don't have to worry after you get in here."
"Auntie, is there a doctor who can treat my daughter?" Mrs. Xin reluctantly stood up straight.
"Yes." The old woman nodded and followed me.
After saying that, she led Mrs. Xin towards a nearby house. Mrs. Xin hurriedly pulled her son to follow.
A large number of people who buy and sell will turn into wealthy families, which is completely contrary to Gongsun Yan's wishes and interests.
Therefore she must ban human trafficking.
But while banning it, she also properly arranged a safe retreat for those who couldn't survive.
In the past, Gongsun Yan wrote down all the families, led by the Lian family, who hoarded grain and drove up grain prices in his notebook.
After the fire was settled, they took over the properties of these aristocratic families without any ceremony.
For example, the building complex adjacent to the building where Mrs. Xin is currently located is the Lian family's house in Lingzhi.
Gongsun Yan would not let these places lie idle.
After moving away the valuables and rearranging the cheap furniture, the place was immediately designated as one of the Salesian homes for orphans.
Knowing that these poor people carry some diseases with them, they are worried about the spread of the disease.
Gongsun Yan also specially transferred doctors from Lulong.
Madam Xin was led into the temporary hospital nearby.
As soon as I entered the door, a young maid came up wearing a white apron.
They are all servants of the Lian family. After simple training, they can serve as receptionists.
This newly built hospital is filled with the smell of disinfectant.
After taking a look at the children in the old woman's arms, the maid hurriedly led them inside.
Walking to a compartment surrounded by a cloth, she opened the door curtain and the maid hurriedly said: "Mr. Yan, there is a child with a fever."
The young man called Mr. Yan was holding a book thicker than a brick in his hand and chewing something in his mouth.
He seemed to have not had a good rest for a long time, his hair was greasy and his eyes were dark.
But after hearing the maid's words, he stood up quickly.
He motioned to the old lady to put the girl on the treatment bed.
While asking some questions, I used my palms to warm the stethoscope head hanging around my neck.
Suddenly, he looked at the confused Mrs. Xin as if remembering something: "I will put this on the child's chest to listen to the sound of the lungs later. Sister-in-law, please don't get excited."
Obviously, he had encountered something, so he added it deliberately.
Mrs. Xin's mind was still in a state of confusion, and she nodded blankly after hearing what he said.
Seeing her like this, the old woman who led them in took her hand.
During the subsequent diagnosis and treatment, Mrs. Xin wanted to step forward several times, but restrained herself.
Until the child and the child were sent to a separate ward, where the child drank medicine and lay peacefully on a hospital bed covered with soft bedding, Mrs. Xin was still unable to regain her consciousness.
The events she encountered one after another and the ups and downs of her emotions almost completely defeated her.
The old woman took out some things from the cabinet next to the hospital bed and handed them to Mrs. Xin.
"This is a urinal. You cannot urinate or defecate at will in the hospital. Use this urinal to catch it and then pour it into the toilet."
"This is the lunch box." The old woman handed over another shiny stainless steel lunch box, "There will be meals in the canteen outside for breakfast, lunch and dinner. You can go and get them back in portions, so as not to starve the children."
After saying that, the old woman looked at the child in Madam Xin's arms and the boy she was holding: "Ms. Yan will distribute nutrition packs to children under six years old. Remember to go to the front to get them."
"That child ate well."
"You are still breastfeeding, and the work you are doing is not heavy. It is mostly the work of pasting insoles."
The old woman kept nagging and gave many instructions. Seeing that Mrs. Xin still looked confused, she shouted sternly: "Look at what you look like as a mother. If you are like this all the time, what will happen to the children? How can you be worthy of Mrs. Yan's painstaking arrangements?"
She spoke very fast, with a stern voice, and poured out a bunch of words at once.
But Madam Xin suddenly woke up and said, "Ms. Yan, Madam Yan."
This name, which has appeared frequently in recent days and has deepened its impression in the grain store, has become the only life-saving straw that Mrs. Xin can hold on to.
She clasped her hands together and murmured to herself: "Ms. Yan is kind, she will save us."
After reciting it silently several times, she finally calmed down. Looking at her daughter lying on the bed, she wiped her face hard and wiped away the tears on her face: "Make aunt laugh."
The old woman patted her hand kindly and was about to say something when she heard the little girl on the bed murmuring: "Grandma...grandma."
Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
After asking, I found out that Mrs. Xin took her children to the market to sell herself, while her mother-in-law was left alone in the alley.
The old woman did not blame Mrs. Xin for abandoning her mother-in-law. In this troubled world, this was a kind of helplessness that no one could do.
Generally, such old people will think of ways to commit suicide to avoid further suffering.
Madam Xin and the others had been gone for a long time, but they didn't know what the situation was.
Madam Xin was extremely anxious. The chance to survive was right in front of her, but her mother-in-law was left alone in the alley.
At the moment, she can neither leave the child alone nor worry that something will happen to her mother-in-law if it is too late.
The old woman said anxiously: "Don't worry, tell me your home address, and you can stay here with your child."
After hearing the address given by Mrs. Xin, the old woman walked out quickly and walked outside the hospital to find the clerk who had just registered.
The clerk listened patiently and got up quickly to coordinate the manpower to pick it up.
Mrs. Xin took the child with her and silently stayed at her daughter's bedside.
Listen to my daughter's steady breathing.
She suddenly fell down on the white quilt with her two children in her arms, crying loudly.
