Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

"Don't worry, I'll think of a way."

Luo Xiaoran gently comforted the anxious Zhang Xiuqiao, turned her head to look at the door, and said slowly:

“Kong Qing knows medical skills and has previously helped treat Sun Qingyuan’s back injury and my brother’s high fever convulsions.

If you don't mind, I'd like to ask him to show it to the village chief first?"

It just so happened that Kong Qing had always felt very guilty towards the village chief's family because of An Ruquan's matter.

She should be very happy if she can help the village chief this time.

Zhang Xiuqiao was also at a loss at this time, fearing that something might happen to her father, so she quickly agreed.

When Du Kongqing followed Luo Xiaoran and Zhang Xiuqiao to the village chief's house, he was still in an unspeakable state of embarrassment.

Just like when she was a child, she accidentally knocked over the medicine jar where her father stored medicinal herbs, but she didn't know how to make up for it, so she ran away.

It was not until her father came back and discovered what had happened, and asked her to help him pick up the herbs on the ground and put them in a new medicine jar, that her embarrassment slowly eased.

"Xiao Ran, Kong Qing, you are here."

The village chief was lying on the hospital bed. When he saw the two people coming, he wanted to sit up and greet them.

"You are still sick, so don't get up!"

Wang Baobao put his hands on the village chief's shoulders, pushing down his leaning upper body, and spoke in a stern tone filled with deep concern.

"Village chief, Aunt Wang!" Luo Xiaoran pointed at Zhang Xiuqiao, "Xiuqiao said that the village chief is not feeling well and wants to borrow a carriage from me to take him to the county town to see a doctor.

But it’s getting late now and there’s going to be a curfew, so I’m afraid it’s too late to get into the city.

I thought about it, Kong Qing knows medicine, why not let her see the village chief first? "

Although Du Kongqing has demonstrated her advanced techniques such as taking pulses, giving acupuncture, and considering prescriptions in front of Luo Xiaoran, other people do not know her strength.

Luo Xiaoran was also afraid that the village chief's family did not believe in Du Kongqing's medical skills, so she asked tentatively.

Du Kongqing looked at Luo Xiaoran who was talking and smiled bitterly.

Xiao Ran called herself here, firstly to treat the village chief, and secondly to relieve herself of her guilt by treating the village chief.

Thinking of this, Du Kongqing felt deeply cowardly.

When she made a mistake as a child, her father personally took her to make amends.

Now that she has grown up, she is still being helped by others to make up for it.

Thinking of this, Du Kongqing took the initiative to stand up and looked at the village chief seriously and solemnly:

"Village Chief, let me help you take a look!

I learned medical skills from my father, and I can diagnose and treat some common diseases.

Although my father's reputation is not very good now, everyone knows his medical skills. "

At this point, Du Kongqing turned his gaze to Zhang Xiuqiao again, with a guilty look on his face:

"Besides, your current illness is not unrelated to me.

If I hadn't called An Ruquan here, Sister Xiuqiao wouldn't have been dragged into this, and you wouldn't have gotten sick."

Perhaps because people become soft-hearted when they are sick, a rare smile appeared on the village chief's pale face:

"I am the head of Hexi Village. Over the years, I have come to understand the habits of each villager.

Therefore, I concluded that An Ruquan was the one who acted tyrannically in that incident.

As the village chief, it is my duty to protect the villagers of Hexi Village, and I have no regrets.

But as a father, I have involved your sister Xiuqiao, and I really regret it!"

When the village chief said this, his breathing became a little rapid and his cheeks flushed with excitement.

Wang Baobao and Zhang Xiuqiao were also enduring it silently, looking frustrated.

Du Kongqing was full of self-blame and resentment.

Whether it was the people present here or all the Hexi villagers who were watching the fun that day, they might not be unaware of the despicable nature of An Ruquan's behavior.

But here, the county magistrate is the local emperor, and An Ruquan is the local prince, and no one dares to offend him.

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a moment, and Luo Xiaoran quickly spoke up to adjust the situation:

"I heard that An Ruquan had his leg broken a few days ago and is recovering in bed. He won't be causing trouble anytime soon.

Moreover, the matter about Sister Xiuqiao might just be something he said casually, perhaps to scare the village chief.

Everyone, don't think about those unhappy things for now, Kong Qing, show it to the village chief right away!"

Du Kongqing nodded, calmed himself down and began to take the village chief's pulse.

After a while, Du Kongqing smiled with relief:

"The village chief is not in serious condition. It may be because he has been too worried these days, which has caused his liver fire to rise, and he is so angry that he has an attack at the same time.

The pain in the stomach and head is caused by this reason. It will go away after a while, but it is better to take some medicine to reduce the liver fire in the body.

I prescribed a heat-clearing and detoxifying prescription for the village chief. I asked him to prepare three doses of the medicine, one dose a day, boiled once in the morning and once in the evening, and he would be almost cured in three days."

"Okay, then go to the city tomorrow to get the medicine and bring it to the village chief!" Luo Xiaoran said to Du Kongqing.

"That's impossible. I'd better go to the clinic to get some medicine tomorrow!"

Wang Baobao quickly declined. It wasn’t that she was being pretentious, but the medicinal herbs were precious and she couldn’t take them for free.

Luo Xiaoran understood what Wang Baobao meant in an instant, and nodded slightly:

"That's fine. Since the village chief's condition isn't urgent, let Kong Qing drive the carriage to take the village chief to Huichun Hall for another checkup tomorrow morning. Aunt Wang or Xiuqiao can also go with them then.

If you want to go anywhere in the city, just let Kong Qing take you there."

The reason for adding this last sentence was that Luo Xiaoran suddenly thought of Zhang Shoucheng who was unwilling to go home.

She gave Zhang Xiuqiao a look and made a "two" gesture.

Whether Zhang Xiuqiao understood the meaning of this gesture or not, Luo Xiaoran didn’t know.

……

After coming out of the village chief's house, Du Kongqing's steps became much lighter.

Luo Xiaoran couldn't help but shake her head, "Are you still struggling and feeling guilty?"

"I don't know either. Anyway, I'm not as embarrassed to see the village chief and Sister Xiuqiao as before."

The corners of Du Kong's mouth kept rising on his little face under the green veil.

“Actually, this matter really can’t be blamed on you.

According to your logic, An Ruquan blocked you at your door, and the village chief pleaded for you but accidentally got himself into trouble, so it's all your fault.

It was me who took you to the temple fair, where you met An Ruquan, so I was the source of this matter.

However, it was Wang Changbo who invited us to the temple fair, and it was also him who took us to Half Moon Lake, so is Wang Changbo the culprit?"

Du Kongqing stopped talking.

"Think carefully about it. What should you really consider now?"

"Cuckoo-"

Luo Xiaoran touched her stomach, which was so shriveled that it could swallow a cow.

He was taken to Zhu Jingxing before he finished his breakfast in the morning, and returned to Hexi Village in the afternoon. He hadn't even had lunch yet, and he came to see the village chief again.

"Let's go home and eat first! It's easy to be unhappy when you're hungry!"

"it is good!"

"I want two big bowls of rice!"

"Xiao Ran will get fat if she does that!" said twelve-year-old Du Kongqing.

"I'm still growing!" fourteen-year-old Luo Xiaoran retorted.

"Makes sense!"