The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

Yan Yunqi and his companion drank tea and had their meal. After resting enough, they prepared to get up and continue strolling back home.

Wandering around casually, I came to an alley with relatively few people; on both sides of the alley were slightly dilapidated courtyard walls, with strings of lush green vines hanging on the walls; although it was not as lively as the main street, it had everything it should have.

"Are all the people living in this alley ordinary people?" Yan Yunqi asked curiously.

"Yes, sir, because the houses in these places are much cheaper than those in the streets outside, the people in the city can basically only afford to live here." Ke Shu was eating the snacks that the young master bought for him, his cheeks bulging like a little squirrel.

"Oh, that's how it is!"

"Yeah." He cleared up the confusion for the young master, "Young master, are we going back? It's so deserted here, and there's nothing to see."

"Well, let's go, go back!"

Just when Yan Yunqi was about to turn around and go back home, a commotion came from the front, attracting his attention.

"Doctor, doctor, save my child, doctor..." A young man in his twenties, with tears streaming down his face, ran to a small clinic in a hurry with a wet boy of five or six years old in his arms, shouting to save his child.

It looked like it had fallen into the water.

"Hurry, everyone, disperse and let me see." A middle-aged woman came out of the clinic, pushed aside the crowd, and hurriedly said to the young man.

The middle-aged woman asked the man to put the child on the table in the clinic and began to examine him.

But in a moment, the middle-aged lady shook her head and said to the man: "There is no breathing, no heartbeat. Alas!"

"...How could that be?"

"My child, wuwu... my child..." When the man heard the doctor's decisive answer, he hugged his child and cried in despair, almost dying from crying.

He only has this one child! If he were gone...

"Woooooooo..."

"He was still alive when he was rescued, how come he suddenly died?... Woohoo..."

People around him can only sigh and mourn.

Suddenly, a handsome young man of about eleven or twelve years old walked into the crowd, stopped beside the young man, and said in a serious voice: "Let me try."

"Hey, young master, what nonsense are you talking about?" The middle-aged lady was suspected of her medical skills, and her face turned cold in an instant. She scolded, "He has no breathing and heartbeat. If I could save him, I would have saved him long ago."

"That's right, that's right. Doctor Guan's clinic has been open for so many years, and we still believe in his medical skills."

"Well, young master, this is not a game, this is a matter of life and death! You can't talk nonsense!"

"Young Master..."

".......yes!"

The people around were talking at once.

This is a matter of life and death. Every minute of delay means less chance of survival. Yan Yunqi ignored them and said to the young man, the child's father, in a serious tone, "Since the doctor says there is no hope, why don't you give it a try and let me have a try."

"Really... is there really any hope?" The young man looked at the young man in front of him with tears in his eyes and asked numbly.

"Let me try." There was no promise of salvation, but Yan Yunqi's voice was full of determination.

The man seemed to see hope, and stood up and stepped aside, "Okay."

Yan Yunqi stepped onto the table without saying a word, knelt beside the boy, reached out to clean the dirt from his mouth, lowered his head and began to perform artificial respiration, then placed the bases of his palms together and pressed his chest with his fingers interlaced; he performed artificial respiration again, and pressed his chest with both hands again, repeating the cycle over and over again.

......

After a long while, just when the young man was about to despair again.

"...Cough, cough cough..." The boy's voice sounded, although it was very small and weak.

But everyone heard it.

"Child, my child..." The young man was the first to react, excitedly calling out to his son who was slowly waking up.

After everyone reacted, their faces were filled with disbelief!

This, this is really alive!

"Cough cough..."

The little boy coughed rapidly and coughed up the water.

Suddenly he cried out, "Daddy, Daddy..." The little boy stretched out his two short hands wanting to hug his daddy. The young man, with tears on his face, hugged his son tightly with excitement and comforted him, "Ling'er, it's okay, it's okay." As he spoke, he gently patted the child's back, laughing and crying.

When the father and son calmed down and stopped crying, the young man remembered that he had not yet thanked his benefactor properly! However, when he turned around, the handsome young man was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is our benefactor? Have you seen where he went?" The young man with red eyes, holding his son in his arms, asked the crowd anxiously.

"Eh? Wasn't the young master still here just now?"

"Yes, yes!"

"I just saw him saving someone. He looked very pale and was trembling as he walked. Is the young master okay?"

"Well, I saw sweat on his forehead, I wonder..."

After walking for a long distance, Yan Yunqi, who was supported by Keshu, could still hear people talking about him and caring about him.

"Young Master, Young Master...wait a minute..."

An anxious and joyful voice came from behind. When I turned around, it was the young man.

Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, he was now stumbling towards him.

When he ran up to him, before Yan Yunqi could say anything, he heard a "thump" and the young man knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

The man has gold at his knees.

Regardless of whether this is female supremacy or not, and regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, Yan Yunqi still couldn't accept others kneeling down and kowtowing to him.

"Hurry up and get up. It's just a piece of cake." As she said this, she was about to help the man up.

"My dear, this is what I should do. If it weren't for you, I would have lost my only child. Without him, I couldn't live anymore... Woohoo" As he spoke, the man started to cry again. I can imagine how desperate he was at that time! He is still scared now.

Looking at the sad young man crying in front of him, Yan Yunqi didn't know what to say for a moment.

He had no choice but to say, "Can you please get up first?" While saying that, He Keshu quickly helped him up.

"Sir, I, I only have this little money. Please take it first. I will repay you when I earn more, okay?" The young man stood up and took out all the life-saving money from the pocket of his patched sleeve and handed it to Yan Yunqi with both hands.

There was less than one or two taels of money in total. I don’t know if the young man felt embarrassed because the money was too little, his face turned red and his eyes were shy.

"No need." Yan Yunqi said and was about to turn around and leave.

But the young man was very stubborn.

Yan Yunqi thought for a while and said, "Well, if you really want to repay me, wait until you have a chance in the future! After all, I have everything I need now; and although your child was rescued, he fell into the water and may be susceptible to a cold. You take the money to buy him some medicine, the child's health is the most important." Although he was persuading, there was an irrefutable tone in Yan Yunqi's voice.

Sure enough, when hearing about their children’s health, all mothers...well, fathers will put them first.

"Well, then thank you, I will repay you later, thank you, thank you..."

"Go back quickly! The children need you." Yan Yunqi looked at the young man gently.

"Well, okay." The young man bowed again to thank him, then turned and ran towards the child.