The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

Mo Nian was about to cry. It was rare to meet such a good doctor who could treat patients for free, but she refused to let him see the doctor.

Song Yunran smiled and said, "Don't worry! I'm a doctor, there's nothing I haven't seen before. How about I take a look at it for you first, maybe I can cure it."

"Sister..." Mo Nian looked at her pitifully, tears about to fall from her eyes.

Mo Fei gritted his teeth and nodded, then stretched out his left hand onto the table.

"My hands have been different from others since I was a child. Many people say I am a monster."

"Doctor sister, please save my elder sister! She is very pitiful. When she was little, people often laughed at her and called her a monster. Later, she was not allowed to kiss her several times because of this hand."

Mo Nian started crying as she spoke, looking at Song Yunran with a wronged expression.

"I will try my best!"

Song Yunran was a little surprised when she saw her hand. No wonder she didn't raise her hand to hold the bowl when she was eating just now. It turned out that her left hand was deformed.

But it is indeed quite troublesome. It might be a simple thing in modern times, but it is difficult here.

Except for the thumb, the other four fingers have adhesions to varying degrees, which can be directly separated by surgery in modern times.

But performing surgery here is troublesome, and a lot of things need to be prepared. The key point is that she doesn’t have many points now.

I've been seeing patients for most of the day, and I only got over 2,000 points, and I still have to buy a gift for my elder sister!

Mo Nian felt sad when he saw Song Yunran's hesitation, but he was still unwilling to give up.

"Sister Doctor, please help my elder sister! I can sell myself to you and work for your restaurant."

"Your eldest sister's hand is not sick, but deformed. It should be caused by the failure to develop fully in the mother's womb."

"Can that be cured?"

"I can treat it, but it will take some time. At least after the Chinese New Year, I can treat your sister."

Seeing how well-behaved he was, Song Yunran sighed and nodded.

"really?"

“Can it really be cured?”

The brother and sister looked at Song Yunran in unison, with the same expression on their faces.

"Yes, but it's dangerous and it will hurt."

"Don't be afraid! I'm not afraid. As long as it can be cured, that's fine." Mo Fei's eyes were slightly red and filled with tears. He was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly.

Song Yunran understood her feelings. In this world, if your hands are deformed, it will indeed be very difficult, both in terms of life and in terms of the strange looks from others.

"Come find me after the New Year!" Song Yunran looked at the two men's thin and yellow faces, and took out ten taels from his purse and handed them to them.

The two men were so frightened that they stood up suddenly and took a few steps back.

Mo Nian shook his head and waved his hands: "No! My father said that people have to rely on themselves and can't eat and drink for free. I will help you work until you pay off the money for tonight's meal."

That flattered look touched Song Yunran's heart.

"It's not for you, it's for your sister. She will be doing something very dangerous and difficult after the New Year. She must take good care of herself. If she is too weak, it will be very dangerous to treat the disease."

Song Yunran explained patiently, hoping that he would accept it.

But Mo Fei pulled the hesitant younger brother and said, "Miss, you have been very kind to us. We can't take any more money from you."

Song Yunran was speechless when she saw the two people with the same expression. They really were a pair of people who were incompatible with each other. They must be their biological children, as they couldn't think flexibly.

"If you want me to treat you, you must accept this money and get well as soon as possible so that you can be treated."

Mo Nian broke free from his elder sister's hand, stepped forward to take the silver, and said, "Thank you, doctor sister. I will send you the indenture contract tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll wait for you here tomorrow."

Song Yunran found it funny and teased him. After all, for such a young child, it was not even clear whether he could read or not, and yet he was writing a contract to sell himself. It was really adorable.

Mo Fei wanted to stop it, but was hesitant. After all, there was only one chance. If she missed it, she might never have the chance to heal this strange hand in her lifetime.

If he is cured, she will have a chance to pay back the money, and her brother's life will be better in the future.

If it is not treated, this will probably be the end of my life. After much hesitation, Mo Fei decided to accept the money.

Overnight, the whole city knew that the owner of Fuyun Tower had superb medical skills. Song Yunran, who was sleeping, had no idea that he had become a celebrity when he woke up.

The cold wind howled in the winter morning, and the biting chill made pedestrians on the street tighten their collars.

The children on the streets, completely ignoring the angry shouts and scolding from their adults, continued to have snowball fights and build snowmen, having a great time.

Song Yunran got up early in the morning to set up the stall, planning to see the patient for another day and then go home with his uncle and others when they arrived.

When he opened the door, Nanxing was a little dumbfounded. Why did people come to eat so early today?

Did I misread the time? Or did I get up too late?

"Open! Get in line, hurry up."

Someone shouted, and the people who were originally gathered at the door ran to the side and lined up in an orderly manner.

Nan Xing then realized that these people were all here to see the girl for medical treatment, but there were too many of them! It would take forever to finish the treatment!

Song Yunran, who was walking out slowly with a brush and ink in her arms, was also frightened by the long line. She could not see the end of the line at all.

He turned around and shouted, "Nanxing, move the things out quickly."

If she didn't hurry up, she probably wouldn't be able to see all these people today, and she would have to leave when her uncle came, so she planned to treat these people as quickly as possible.

In one morning, Song Yunran only saw half of the people, and there were still people queuing up from time to time.

Nanxing quickly ran to the end of the line and sent away the new people who were queuing up. Otherwise, under the current circumstances, his girl would not even be able to drink a sip of water, let alone eat and rest.

"That's all for today. Those who are still in the queue can continue to queue, but new arrivals can no longer queue."

After hearing Nanxing say this, those who were about to line up panicked and couldn't help but complain.

“Why don’t you let us line up?”

"That's right! Why don't you help us with the treatment?"

"How can they see the doctor? Isn't it free?"

There were a few aunts who came with her, and when they saw Nanxing didn't let them line up, they started to get angry.

Nan Xing remembered what her daughter said, and patiently explained: "My aunts, I'm so sorry, it will be dark after this line is finished. If you queue up again, you won't be able to watch it even if it's your turn, and my daughter needs to rest too!"

A fat woman with thick waist and big arms put her hands on her hips and said: "I think you did it on purpose. As soon as you saw us queuing up, you said you didn't want to watch it anymore."

"Why can they see it but we can't?" The two aunts on the side also echoed the fat woman.

Several people kept talking to Nanxing, leaving him speechless.