There was a strong premonition that she couldn't help but think of his face in her mind. It was him.
Her eyes were a little astringent. She took a deep breath and said to Shopkeeper Liu: "Keep watching. If you encounter difficulties over there, please help if you can."
A trace of surprise flashed across Shopkeeper Liu's eyes, and then he nodded: "Yes, girl."
He looked up and saw that the girl had only been in the clinic for a while, but there was already a long queue in front of her. This situation would probably not end until dark.
It stands to reason that the girl has already circled a specific group of people for consultation, and does not want to see people with non-complex diseases.
But unexpectedly, people suffering from strange diseases mushroomed like mushrooms after a rain.
Shopkeeper Liu whispered: "Girl, if you are tired, you have to stop in time."
Ling Yutong's eyes were filled with amusement: "Don't worry, you can go and do your work first."
She touched the veil with her fingertips, glanced at the patient in front of her with her beautiful eyes, and said in a low voice, "Give me your hand."
The scene was in good order and no one was causing trouble.
But the summer is hot and hot. Even though Ling Yutong has ordered people to build a temporary resting place with ice blocks near the pavilion, it cannot accommodate the people queuing up.
Those who looked sallow and thin, most of them had a lot of diseases, and some of them were decently dressed, looking around with strange expressions, obviously watching the fun.
Qi Zekai did nothing special and stood quietly, thinking about what his friend had just said.
"Please, please, I really have no choice but to ask you for help. My mother has been in constant pain recently. I want to ask a doctor to treat her, but I always spend a lot of money."
"If the illness is not cured, the house will be empty first."
"I heard that there is a goddess doctor in Xingyue Pavilion. She does not charge for medical treatment! According to my mother's treatment, even if it is not a difficult disease, it is definitely a difficult disease to treat. Unfortunately, my mother needs constant care here. I'm leaving.
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"I'll go."
He remembered what he said at that time.
Looking into his friend's tired and pleading eyes, some of the impatience he had accumulated in the past few days quietly disappeared.
He didn't say that the goddess doctor in Xingyue Pavilion was his sister. At most, his friends would only let him help queue up and would not ask him to borrow money.
This is a tacit understanding.
Ling Yutong turned his head and yawned, his eyes moist.
When she turned her head again, she was stunned when she saw the person in front of her.
"Third brother?"
The casual glance when she first arrived this morning was instantly remembered by her. She blinked and said helplessly, "You don't seem to be seriously ill."
Could it be because of that friend?
After Qi Zekai finished speaking, Ling Yutong's heart sank slightly.
When she heard that her third brother was asking for help, she pursed her lips in silence.
"Okay, let me see where the patient is."
Qi Zekai glanced anxiously into the distance and opened his mouth to speak a little hesitantly.
"Probably almost there."
As soon as these words came out, Ling Yutong couldn't help but frown.
Asked the third brother to line up for him, but when he got there, there was no one there?
Just as I was thinking about it, a handsome man ran up from a distance. On the man's back was a gaunt old man, who was swaying and looking uncomfortable.
He walked a few steps quickly to help the old man.
Ling Yutong frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable sense of disobedience in his heart.
Even if he is in a hurry, a really filial son will not put his mother on his back and swing around, right?
As soon as this idea came to her mind, she saw the man whom her third brother called Changsun Mu, looking at the old man with fear and guilt, apologizing and asking for help.
Ling Yutong squinted his eyes, well, if he was in a hurry and didn't notice his mother's condition, it would be understandable.
They came towards her.
She didn't say anything nonsense, and directly asked shopkeeper Liu to bring in a soft couch, and then checked the old man's pulse.
The frown between her eyebrows became tighter. She raised her eyes to observe the old man's face and looked at Changsun Mu.
"It was overwork that caused the old disease to relapse. How did the old man get this old disease?"
Changsun Mu's face went blank for a moment.
Then, the old man, who had half-squinted his eyes, suddenly raised his head and rushed to say: "It was caused by the famine a few years ago. He was studying in another city... I don't know."
Changsun Mu was startled, and words of concern overflowed from his mouth like a barrage of words.
The old man seemed to be reminiscing about the past, he lowered his head and kept waving his hands, saying: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As long as you can get the honor, everything will be worth it."
Ling Yutong saw this and fell silent.
She quickly formulated a plan and called Ting Yue to prepare the medicine and prepare for acupuncture.
Ting Yue's progress is visible to the naked eye and she feels happy for a long time when she sees it every day.
After everything was ready, she started acupuncture.
"It will hurt a little, just bear with it."
Ling Yutong observed the old man's expression. When Ting Yue went to prepare things, she chatted with Changsun Mu for a while and got a little understanding of their family's general situation.
In the first half of my life, I lived as a farmer, doing laundry, cooking, cutting firewood and planting rice every day, and I never had the time to enjoy happiness.
Later, he moved to the capital and made money by embroidering handkerchiefs and collecting shoe soles.
As soon as the needle went down, Ling Yutong's eyes flashed.
Something is wrong.
The sense of disobedience that had just been lingering in my heart reached its extreme at this moment. Based on the experience of my mother that Sun Mu mentioned just now, the other party has been working hard all year round and should have a high tolerance, but...
When the silver needle was inserted, the old man clearly shivered and shrank, enduring the pain.
It was normal to bear the pain, but the old man's expression was... normal, and he was obviously trying to cover up the fact of vacating the land.
After the acupuncture was finished, Ling Yutong's suspicion became more and more certain.
Or, Changsun Mu and the old man are not mother and son, so there are so many loopholes and there is no tacit understanding of cooperation.
Or, Changsun Mu lied about his family background.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the third brother's expression. It was obvious that she didn't find anything unusual. Her guess was tending to...
Both are very possible.
But the latter is certain.
She had just carefully observed the old man's palms. For people who have been doing farm work all year round, even if they haven't done it for several years, the marks left on their hands are difficult to cover up.
How can it be like this one, which looks rough, but in fact, it is just too fine palm prints.
"I will come to the pavilion for acupuncture in the next three days. Then I will check your pulse and decide on the follow-up plan."
Changsun Mu is very grateful, and his appearance can intimidate people.
But Ling Yutong only paid some attention to him, and she paid more attention to the old man.
Then, they looked at each other.
Ling Yutong was shocked.
At this time, Changsun Mu saw that she was silent, so he pulled Qi Zekai and whispered something.
Their words reached Ling Yutong's ears and then drifted away.
Because, now her mind is filled with the old man's look just now.
A begging for help, a desperate one, with no hope of seeing the light of day.
She bit her lower lip and tried to look at the old man again, but she saw that the old man refused to raise his head.
A light flashed across her eyes, and when Changsun Mu finished speaking, she suddenly said: "I suddenly remembered that the patient's illness has been chronic for many years, and I am only seeing the patient temporarily. I am afraid that there are some omissions. There is a vacant room in the pavilion, so why not let the old man do it?"
If you stay, I can have someone look after you at any time."
Seeing that Changsun Mu was about to refuse subconsciously, Ling Yutong narrowed his eyes and pointed to the sign hanging in front of the pavilion.
"After all, if Xingyue Pavilion smashes its sign, the price will be high."
"Third brother, even if it's for my sister's business, you still have to persuade the eldest grandson?"