But the person was already so weak that he could not even sit up. Cai Shi helped the child several times, but could not get the child to sit up. Zhao Yingong nodded, and an escort beside him came over and lifted the child up without hesitation.
On the body.
"Slow down," Zhao Yingong tapped his fan, "Jiying, take out my cloak."
Jiying is an indigenous intelligence agent trained by the Intelligence Bureau, and his identity is Zhao Yingong's personal servant. He carries a clothes bag with him to replace and add clothes when going out. It is already spring at the end of March, but in Zhejiang during the Little Ice Age, unexpectedly
There is a place on the top of the mountain where the snow does not melt all year round, and it is still quite cold. There is a blue doluan cloak in her bag. Jiying immediately opened the bag and took out the cloak. Zhao Yingong took it and wrapped it around her.
The body should be wrapped properly.
Cai Shi's eyes widened - he has been working as a slave in a wealthy family, and his vision is really not low: the master's cloak is made of Dorothy, which is a foreign product from outside. One piece is worth several taels of silver! It is a valuable cloak.
Just like this, he was wrapped around a smelly and dirty child who was about to die! He couldn't help but said: "Master is benevolent and righteous!"
Nearby shops and pedestrians saw an old man picking up a sick child who was about to die on the bridge. They all stretched out their heads to watch the excitement. A middle-aged man who was shopping in a shop under the bridge said this
One sentence: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This child has gained a life..."
The shopkeeper who was leaning behind the wooden counter didn't take it seriously: "He can only save this one person. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...someone is going to die here." He sighed, "This is what God wants to accept -
In the early years, there were not so many, but now it has become a common thing..."
Zhao Yingong originally planned to leave with his children. When he heard the gossip, he strolled down the bridge and entered the shop. The shopkeeper stood up hurriedly - he saw that this man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and seemed to be a scholar who had attended school.
He is the son of a family of officials, so he couldn't help but smile all over his face.
"Sir, what do you want to buy? The shop specializes in all kinds of cloth..."
"Store, I'm not buying anything, I just want to ask: Are there people abandoning children on this bridge all the time?" Zhao Yingong asked straight to the point.
The shopkeeper nodded and said: "My husband, your accent sounds like you are not a local, right?"
"Yes, you are not from Sanshui, Guangdong."
"Ms. sir, you have done a great service by taking in that child today!" the shopkeeper first complimented, "these years have been bad, the number of beggars and refugees is increasing year by year, and children are abandoned every now and then on bridges and bridges. I hope there will be someone there.
If you can, pick them up and give them a way to live. But the children thrown here are either dying of illness, or they are so hungry that they have lost their human form. No one can take them in. They are just waiting to die here. The incarnation site will take a few away every few days.
.Hey, they are all raised by their parents - sin, sin." He sighed.
Zhao Yingong nodded: "That's it."
The shopkeeper then said: "This is not too miserable. My husband, if you don't think it's unlucky, look down the riverside beside the bridge."
Zhao Yingong looked in the direction he said, and saw a few broken reed mats covered on the muddy ground of the river beach, and a few pairs of dirty naked feet sticking out from under the mats. It looked like they were all underage children, some were still young.
Children. Even Zhao Yingong, who had seen a lot along the way, couldn't help but feel pity.
"...Every spring famine or disaster year, the young man would not dare to sit in this shop for a long time at night, so he would get on the bed and go home early." The shopkeeper seemed to be frightened, "Those victims of the disaster would go from door to door with their children.
, pleading hard to give their children away. If no one took them in, some of them would be thrown directly from the bridge into the river by their families! Doing evil, doing evil." At this point, the shopkeeper sighed again,
Zhao Yingong couldn't stand listening anymore, so he reluctantly thanked the shopkeeper and told him to go back to his mansion first. He asked an escort: "Go to Qingyunguan and ask the Taoist priest to come!"
On the way back, he kept calming down his excitement - if he could go back to ten years ago, he might have immediately started to establish an institution to take in orphans and disaster victims, and he would have spent all the money he had with him first, no matter what.
But now, he remembered that his footing in Hangzhou was not yet stable. It would be very detrimental to him to rush into such a big thing, and he didn't have so much money or manpower to do it.
It is better to find the Taoist Priest to treat the child first, and then discuss with him what to do about the collector. The Senate arranged for him to be sent to Jiangnan mainly to collect people.
"Fenghua, give the child a bath first." Zhao Yingong said with concern, "There are ulcers on her body. Be careful not to get wet. Clean the wounds first."
As a qualified life secretary, Fenghua has received basic nursing training.
"I understand, sir." Fenghua hurried over.
"Sir, I think this child has been hungry for a long time. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive just taking a bath like this." Qiwei helped the Senate to shelter refugees in Guangdong and accumulated a lot of experience. Now he picked up a child and hurriedly
said.
"Oh, yes, yes, we have to stop her stuttering first and let her recover." Zhao Yingong said repeatedly, "Quickly, ask the kitchen to make porridge!"
"No, I have a way." Although Cai Shi didn't know that the elders had a habit of collecting orphans, but seeing that the master valued this child so much, of course he had to show his attentiveness, "Just use lotus root powder, a local product. Just mix it with water."
It’s edible and won’t hurt your stomach…”
At that time, someone took the lotus root starch and mixed it with water. He mixed it with a small spoon and gave it to the child. After a while, he ate a bowl of lotus root starch.
"She can't eat now. Feed her again every half an hour." Sun Wangcai said, "She's very hungry. She'll starve to death if she eats too much at once."
Fenghua first brought her facial water and soap beans to wash her face. The first handful she put in, the water turned black. After wiping it several times and changing it to a basin of water, the dirt on her face was basically wiped clean.
"She is a pretty girl." Sun Wangcai's wife, who came to help, sighed, "It's just that she has a bad life!"
"Nonsense, how can she be taken in by Master Zhao if her fate is not good?" Sun Wangcai reprimanded, "Master Zhao took her in because her ancestors were virtuous."
Although the girl in front of me has a yellow complexion, is as angry as a hairpin, and her eyes are tightly closed, she has beautiful features and beautiful eyes.
"Wipe her body too. The doctor will treat her later." Sun Wangcai took care of the women. Even though it was a child, there were differences between men and women, so he did not come in and only greeted her at the door. He took care of the people and sent them over.
Got two heaters.
After a while, Zhang Yingchen came with a medicine bag. He first looked at the patient's color and appearance, and then took his pulse.
"It shouldn't be a serious problem." Zhang Yingchen said, "I'm very hungry." He took out a box of glucose physiological solution powder and handed it to Fenghua.
"Mix it with 500 ml of water and give it to her. She is a little dehydrated."
"Yes, do you want to give her porridge?"
"Okay, eat small meals often. Be careful of overstuffing." Zhang Yingchen said and looked at the festering pustules on her body, treated it with a scalpel, cleaned the wound and sprinkled sulfonamide anti-inflammatory powder. Then he took her temperature.
Zhang Yingchen worked hard for a while before he was done. Then he washed his hands and went to Zhao Yingong's study.
"This child is not seriously ill. He is just hungry. He will be fine after two weeks of nursing. However, the wound on his leg will probably take a few days to recover. I will prescribe another prescription and you will ask your caregiver to take the medicine. Once the body is strong,
I’ll prescribe another prescription for repelling insects.”
Zhao Yingong said: "Once you are rescued, you have to be rescued. Otherwise it will be boring."
"Haha, she looks like a beautiful girl." Zhang Yingchen smiled and picked up the tea cup.
Zhao Yingong shook his head: "She is a beautiful woman and it will happen in the future. A child is about to starve to death right in front of you. How can you remain indifferent?"
Zhang Yingchen smiled and said nothing.
Zhao Yingong said: "I really can't wait to open Cihui Hall in Hangzhou immediately so that I can take in all the children from outside - although it is heaven, for many people it is hell." As he said this, he stood up.
He got up and took a few steps in the study, "Originally, the purpose of our coming here is to accommodate the population. I think we don't have to wait for next year, we can start working on it now. Let's put together a charter. Let's start with Cihui Hall.
The Hangzhou version will be launched first. It is a small-scale operation now, and it will be launched on a large scale next year."
Zhang Yingchen said: "The problem is that we have just arrived. Where does the money come from to take in the homeless orphans? To build a Cihui Hall, we need a house and manpower. You have received a total of three thousand taels of activity funds, and you have already bought a house."
Didn’t it cost a lot? We also need to buy a house, purchase equipment, and hire people. This is a lot of expenses! To put it bluntly, our refugee accommodation is a bottomless pit. We take in as much as we can. We are not doing charity just to gain fame. We have expenses every day, and you are
Even if we have gold and silver, we can’t afford it. Furthermore, where can we find the right people to protect us? After all, we are unfamiliar with the place. There is no help from the Liang family and the Gao family here, and there are no naval gunboats arriving at dawn or dusk. We
How can the government not be suspicious of two outsiders trying to take in a large number of refugees?"
These words were reasonable and reasonable. Zhao Yingong thought for a moment and said, "I understand. Now we still have to 'make blood' first! With enough blood, we can continuously 'transfuse' blood to people! The first step is to make money quickly.
Start your own business!" He turned in a circle, "But I also have an idea about taking in the refugees: take in the orphans first and set up a kindergarten!"
Zhao Yingong's idea was to first circle a piece of land from the abandoned garden and build a few separate houses to house and educate orphans. Even if a hundred or two hundred children gathered together, they would not alert the government. Orphans are more malleable than adults.
, after being well educated, they will become future technical personnel, administrative cadres and economic management talents.
"This method is feasible!" Zhang Yingchen nodded and laughed, "I remember you have had this idea for a long time, right? When you were talking nonsense with me, you said that if you wear it alone, it will take at least ten years of education.