When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Open the doors and windows. It's so hot today. A normal person would suffocate in the house, let alone a child?" Jiang Yunchu looked at Qiu Hui.

Qiu Hui hesitated and rubbed her hands nervously. "The child said he was cold, so the doctor told him to wear more clothes and cover himself up."

Jiang Yunchu sighed, "I have a way to save him, Qiu Hui, you have to believe me."

Qiu Hui was also a little anxious, but she didn't dare to move.

But at this moment, someone moved, the mute girl.

The girl who had always had a shy smile on her face, opened the door without saying a word, hung the door curtain on the door, and opened the tightly closed window.

Qiu Hui shed tears and said, "No, don't open them all. The child can't bear it."

"Boss, please, the child is still young and the doctor won't let us open it!"

She knelt on the ground and tried to pull the mute girl again.

Ya Gu was a little anxious and waved her hands quickly, but her movements were so fast that people couldn't understand what she was trying to say.

"If you keep being so depressed, the good children will be bored to death."

"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for someone as old as you to enter the house?"

"Look at the child. The flesh under his neck and arms has already rotted. Aren't you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yunchu couldn't say she was angry, nor did she say she was heartbroken. She was a hard-hearted person.

"You can be stupid to death, but don't kill your child!"

Looking at the child's thin and weak appearance, his face was red, his lips were all peeling and pale, and the child lay there with his eyes closed, lifeless.

"It's over..."

"It's all over..."

Qiu Hui saw the quilt being lifted, and then she sat on the ground in a daze, as if her soul had been taken away.

Jiang Yunchu lay down and listened to the child's chest, then listened to the child's back. There was a thick sputum sound and wet rales, pneumonia...

Pneumonia is an incurable disease in this era. The doctor probably can't cure it, but he wants to make money...

This is how we have this scene, quack doctor!

"Do you have paper and pen?" Jiang Yunchu looked up at Qiu Hui. She was a neat and tidy person in the workshop just now, but now she was looking at the child with her eyes and could not hear anything from the outside world.

Jiang Yunchu shook his head helplessly, feeling a little pity for her and also a little resentful towards her.

"Boss, I have it here." After a woman said this, she quickly ran home and carefully took out her pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

They are all the cheapest ones, but if people have these things at home, either the men are learning calligraphy or the children are learning calligraphy.

"Thanks."

Jiang Yunchu took a look at the woman, memorized her appearance, picked up the brush, and wrote a prescription in his unrestrained handwriting without any concealment.

When I saw her cursive writing, there was only one word in my mind: crazy!

See words like people.

The woman was a little scared at first, but after seeing her first word, she hurried back home and pulled a child over, "You learn it."

The child was timid and hid behind his mother. Then he poked his little head out and looked at the words on the paper. He recognized some of them, but some did not look like the original.

"My handwriting is not suitable for you yet. You are young and need to learn the basic handwriting. Once you have mastered the basic handwriting, if you like cursive calligraphy, I can write calligraphy stickers for you."

Jiang Yunchu smiled gently and turned around to look at the child.

Although the child was afraid, his eyes never left the paper. It was obvious that he was a child who loved learning.

"really?"

The child asked in a low voice, but when he met her eyes, he immediately hid behind his mother.

"real!"

"But I have a bad memory. When you finish studying, remember to ask me for it."

She smiled gently, and the child smiled too, but soon, his eyes turned cold.

"Forget it. There is not enough money at home. I have to go to work to earn a monthly salary." The child shook his head and said a little dejectedly.

The woman rubbed the child's head and said, "Don't worry, your parents make money."

The child shook his head and stopped talking.

"Mummy, ask the steward to withdraw money and go directly to a good pharmacy to buy medicine."

Aunt Ya nodded, took the dried paper and trotted out.

"Sister-in-law, please boil some hot water."

The child's body is covered with rashes, and the skin under his neck and arms is rotten. How much pain is the child suffering?

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Then he looked at Qiu Hui and sighed helplessly, "Qiu Hui."

"My sister-in-law said before that even a good person would get sick if they covered themselves up like this, let alone a child."

"You believe in the boss!"

But Qiu Hui seemed not to have heard it, her eyes were dull, as if she had suffered a great blow.

Jiang Yunchu sighed and shook his head helplessly.

While the medicine was boiling, the aunt had already boiled water and helped Jiang Yunchu wash the child. The child was young and thin, not even as heavy as a chicken, with his entire body covered in skin and bones.

"This child is really suffering!"

The woman wiped her eyes. She also had children at home and couldn't bear to see her children suffer.

I used to feel pity for Qiu Hui, but now I just feel confused. What has become of the child? If life is so painful, would the child really want to live like this?

"It's okay, it will be fine." Jiang Yunchu sighed softly.

Aunt Ya walked in from outside holding a bowl of medicine.

Jiang Yunchu took it from her and said, "I need to check it before I can drink it."

She put the anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs she had exchanged from the space into the medicine bowl, made sure they had dissolved, and then brought it over.

In this day and age, there are no pills, so he can only use other medicines to cover up the condition. However, these herbs can also clear the lungs, eliminate phlegm and relieve cough, which is just right for his condition.

"Let me do it."

The woman brought it over, and Ya Gu held the child in her arms while the woman fed her medicine. I don't know if the child was used to it or just felt a little better, but she swallowed the medicine instinctively.

"Drink some water." Jiang Yunchu brought the warm water and handed it to his sister-in-law.

She knew how bitter the medicine was, but the child showed no abnormality, as if he was drinking water.

She took out a bottle of ointment from her sleeve and gently applied it to the child, covering any ulcers. On this hot day, she only covered the child with a thin cloth, covering the area below the belly.

"The child will probably wake up in another two hours. If you want the child to see you like this, just pretend I didn't say anything." Jiang Yunchu walked to Qiu Hui's side with a cold tone in his voice.

Then he took out twenty copper coins and handed them to the woman who had just helped him.

"Boss, I can't accept it. This is not possible." The woman dodged.

Jiang Yunchu took a look and smiled gently, "That's good, good people will be rewarded."

Even if God doesn't punish her, she will punish her in her workshop!

Ya Gu and Jiang Yunchu left, and she had something else to say to the steward Zhutou.

Qiu Hui just looked at the child, her child!

The child has already suffered many disasters, and after today's ordeal, how long can this already weak child live?