"lead the way!"

When Jiang Wan heard this, she ignored Song Jiuyuan's existence. Yayoi only wanted to save the child and was busy leading the way.

Jiang Wan walked behind him, Yayoi was holding a lantern in his hand to illuminate the light. The two of them were walking fast. When Song Jiuyuan saw it, he quickly ran to chase Jiang Wan.

"Wanwan, I'll be with you."

“Okay.”

Jiang Wan did not refuse, Qiu Niang behind her twitched speechlessly, and she was a few steps behind in a sensible way.

It is a good thing that the master and his husband have a good relationship, and she should give the prince a chance to show off.

The group followed the little monk. The little monk was not old but his pace was not slow.

I heard that disciples in the temple all have simple skills, so I guess Yayoi is the same.

Yayoi's little eyes were full of worry, "Female donor, the child started to have abdominal cramps last night and cried non-stop, and it only took about an hour to relieve the stool.

I thought it was just a simple stomachache, but I didn’t expect that I would start to have abdominal pain again at the same time today.”

Although he was a young child, he called others a child, so Jiang Wan couldn't help but feel a little amused.

"Is that kid younger than you?"

Yayoi's steps stopped and almost staggered and fell down. He muttered with embarrassment:

"Smaller than the little monk, Amitabha..."

Seeing Jiang Wan happily teasing the little monk, Song Jiuyuan couldn't help but follow him pamperedly.

At this time, the atmosphere in the backyard of the temple was a bit strange, with more than a dozen radish heads surrounding a child.

The child was only four or five years old, and now he was lying on the couch and rolling, while Mingde's fingertips fell on his pulse.

He locked his eyebrows in confusion, as if he was a little puzzled.

"Master Abbot, what's wrong with Huo Wu?"

"Xiao Kongwu, do you still feel pain? I'll accompany you."

"Master Abbot, is Kong Wu going to die?"

“…”

More than a dozen children blinked their eyes, as if waiting for Mingde's answer.

Mingde, who had collapsed, curled up in pain, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

"Master Abbot, the temple is poor, don't waste money buying medicine for me."

The little empty and thin, with a pale complexion, Mingde touched his little face pity.

"Empty, you'll be fine."

"Master Abbot, please stop coaxing me."

The long-long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the dark eyes were gone.

This made Mingde very helpless, "I am not allowed to talk nonsense, it's just a sick person.

People will get sick, and they will get cured when they get sick, and they will get cured."

"Why is Senior Brother Na Ren not cured?"

Kong Wu's eyes were empty, "Master Abbot, thank you, but I know, I'm afraid it won't be cured this time..."

"Who said you can't cure it?"

Huo Wu's words were interrupted, and everyone turned around and saw Yayoi coming in with a few people from the same age.

Standing next to Yayoi was a great beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved when she smiled.

Behind her was a maid, she also followed a man with a cold face.

The man's eyes were always fixed on the woman in the lead.

"Yaiyoi, why did you bring several donors here?"

Mingde was dissatisfied with it, Yayoi's explanation was calm:

"Master, this female donor was rejuvenated by a wonderful move, so I thought that she would definitely help Kongwu."

"Is it convenient to ask the female donor?"

Mingde thought about it and Yayoi said it was right, but their temple had no money.

“Convenient.”

Jiang Wan came to help with the doctor, so it was natural and convenient. Her pretty eyes fell on the radish head all over the room.

This small house was filled with children, and none of them shaved their hair. They were obviously not the little monks in the temple.

But Abbot Mingde was so anxious that he obviously had a different relationship with them.

This point was not mentioned in the original book, so Jiang Wan could only observe it slowly.

"Then the clinic fee... is it enough for you to waive a room fee?"

Mingde felt a little painful. This was the vegetarian meal they had in the temple for a day.

Just looking at Huo Wu's pale face, he made up his mind if Jiang Wan raised the price, he would give more.

After all, you can't just work all night in vain.

"Enough!"

Jiang Wan walked a few steps to the side of the collapse, and Song Jiuyuan patiently reminded a few children around the side of the collapse.

"Please give it to me."

Several children glanced at them timidly, moved away, and made the side of Kongwu come out.

Song Jiuyuan was very good at putting a thin square scarf on Kongwu's wrist.

Jiang Wan:...

She glanced at Song Jiuyuan speechlessly, and said nothing, her slender fingertips fell on her empty wrist.

In just a few breaths, Jiang Wan frowned. Before she could speak, Kong Wu suddenly started to twitch all over.

“Empty!”

Mingde stepped forward anxiously and was blocked by Song Jiuyuan, "Abbot, my wife is treating her, you have to believe her!"

"I'm just a little worried."

Mingde was standing in front of him with one hand, annoyed that he could only cure some simple headaches for typhoid fever, otherwise he could save a few more money.

Jiang Wan took out a silver needle from the silver needle bag quickly and pierced the Kongwu acupoint. The Kongwu cramps, which was originally trembling, began to slowly slow down.

After a few more breaths, Huowu stopped thrusting, but the pain in his eyes did not decrease, and it seemed that his abdomen was still hurting.

Jiang Wan put an injection into his pain relief acupoint again, and Kongwu felt the pain in his body gradually disappear.

His dissipated eyes also regained some of his spirits.

Everyone looked at Jiang Wan in amazement, and the little radish heads even chattered:

"Is Xiaohuo Wu?"

"This female donor is so powerful, even more powerful than the abbot's master."

"The master said that the beautiful woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger, but this female donor is not like the kind of person the master said."

“…”

Mingde glared speechlessly at the radish heads behind him, and there was a little more gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Wan.

"Thank you, female donor, is it okay to be empty?"

"I just temporarily controlled his condition."

Jiang Wan shook her head and looked at Kong Wu seriously, "When did your situation start?"

"What the young monk said just now is starting yesterday."

Yayoi thought Jiang Wan had forgotten what he said just now, so he rushed to speak.

Jiang Wan looked at the empty bed with a smile. A smart person like Mingde naturally realized something was wrong, so she said with a stern face:

"Empty, even though you have not become a monk, you can grow up in our temples, and monks will not lie."

"Master Abbot."

Kong Wu bit his lip nervously, and faced Jiang Wan's expression that seemed to see through everything, and could only lower his eyes and said:

"It's been more than half a month. When the attack happened, my brothers and brothers happened to be away, so I realized that something was wrong.

Later, when this hour of the day, I would have an attack. I was afraid that everyone would find out, so I would use the excuse to go outside.

I didn’t have time last night, so everyone saw it.”

It is also because his health has become worse and worse recently that he has lost so much strength.

"No wonder Xiaokongwu often goes out recently. It turns out that it's because of this."

"I'm still surprised that Kongwu always goes out for so long."

"Huowu, why do you do this?"

Mingde sighed slightly, "Do you know this is delaying your condition."
Chapter completed!