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A Shi and Li Xian worked together to push the cart. The little dumpling Luo Xinchen was also put on the cart and squeezed in the pile of food. Luo Xinchen was very excited. He shook his head and shouted, "Come on, Xianxian!"

Li Xiantui was sweating profusely. In their line of work as killers, when had they ever done such dirty and tiring work?

Luo Yao was carrying an empty backpack and was walking the slowest, so he fell behind.

Ah Shi and Li Xian stopped to rest and wait for him when there was suddenly a commotion ahead.

"You little thief! You stole my money! Stop right there!"

The little thief ran barefoot as fast as he could, bumping into several people and hearing a burst of curses from behind him.

As a member of Dacheng's intangible cultural heritage, Li Xian has always disdained such things as petty thieves stealing things. He picked up a blade of grass from somewhere, put it in his mouth and whistled, joining in the fun and not minding the trouble. His expression made him look like he deserved a beating.

The thief was looking back while running, and did not notice Luo Yao who was walking with his head down. With a dull sound, he bumped into Luo Yao, who took two steps back and almost fell down.

What a slow-witted and stupid young master! Li Xian spat out the grass in his mouth and prepared to catch the little thief and give him a good beating.

A strong man went up before him, "Damn, there are accomplices!"

The little beggar bumped into someone and his nose was bleeding. He suddenly hugged Luo Yao's thigh and shouted: "He made me steal it!"

The burly man, carrying a stick on his shoulder, walked with a scissor-shaped stance that even his father wouldn't recognize. "There's actually a mastermind?! I'll smash your hands!"

I didn’t check the almanac before going out today... Luo Yao had a cold expression on his face.

The burly man raised a stick as thick as his arm and swung it down.

Li Xian was about to kill the strong man with a knife, but Luo Yao pulled out the two money bags that the little beggar had snatched, and said, "Here, I'll give them back to you."

The money bag was thrown over, and Luo Yao turned his head sideways to avoid the swinging stick. The strong man lost his balance and staggered, almost falling down.

He stood firm and glared at Luo Yao angrily. Seeing that one money bag had turned into two money bags, he touched his nose and turned away disdainfully, "Today, I am in a good mood and will let you go."

The strong man left, and the little beggar who was holding Luo Yao's thigh began to cry loudly.

She cried so pitifully that the onlookers felt sympathy for her.

"It's not easy for such a little kid to be living on the streets..."

“This is too pitiful…”

Luo Yao looked down at the child who was hugging his thigh and crying heartbrokenly. He felt annoyed and wanted to make a fool of him. He was so young but didn't learn good things. Instead, he learned and put the blame on others.

Li Xian stepped forward and teased the child, "Let go of my young master, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The child clung to Luo Yao's thighs like a piece of taffy, and when Li Xian pulled him away, he cried even more miserably, "You stole my money! Wuuuuuu... Give my brother back! Give my brother back!"

How can I rob money and have it returned to my brother...

The people around started talking.

"Could it be that this little beggar brother is seriously ill and has no choice but to steal the money... How pitiful..."

"Good man, since you are dressed so elegantly, why don't you help this little kid?"

Here it comes again, kind-hearted people are trying to PUA him again!

Seeing that more and more people were gathering, Luo Yao patiently picked up the child.

"What happened to your brother?"

"Wuwuwu... My brother was beaten by the bad guys... He was seriously injured..."

Luo Yao looked at the cart full of food worriedly. If he went, he would have to take his younger brother with him. How could he take care of so many children by himself with his younger brother? His injury had not yet healed fully, so he had to take Ah Xian with him.

With Ah Xian, Ah Shi has no time to spare. If the food is robbed on the street...

A few strong men saw his worry and said bluntly, "Don't worry, sir. We are from the Nanyan Escort Agency and have delivered a batch of goods. We will stay here for a while to help you look after it."

Nanyan Escort Agency?

Isn't that my uncle's escort agency? Why did it end up in Wonju?

How lucky am I today to actually run into someone from my uncle's escort agency...

Luo Yao still wanted to make some connections with his relatives, so he held his child and shook him hard, crying louder and louder.

Well, let’s go see this kid’s brother first, Luo Yao bowed and thanked the strong men.

Li Xian ran back and took Luo Xinchen off the cart, and the child finally let go of Luo Yao.

Following the little beggar, they came to a dirty and smelly alley.

From a distance, I saw a little beggar of about eleven or twelve years old, lying in the corner, dirty and covered in blood.

The little beggar rushed forward, and Luo Yao and Li Xian quickly followed.

The seriously injured little beggar was lucky enough to still be holding on.

The little beggar ran over and knelt beside him, holding his hand and crying.

Li Xian put Luo Xinchen down, walked over and touched the boy's forehead, then touched the boy's wrist.

He took out a pill from his pocket and put it into the boy's mouth.

"Young Master, this beggar is seriously injured and must be taken to the hospital immediately, otherwise he will definitely not survive tonight."

Luo Yao frowned and nodded.

The boy looked so dirty and smelly, and several of his wounds had festering. Xianxian really didn't want to carry such a dirty person!

But he was the only one who could be carried here, not to mention the little brat Luo Xinchen. The young master was of noble status, it was impossible for him to carry this dirty kid, and the young master's injuries had not yet healed fully. This little beggar was skinny and small, and he was barefoot, and the soles of his feet were probably rotten.

Enduring the stench, the two carried the unconscious boy on their backs and headed straight for the clinic. Fortunately, the little beggar knew how to show them the way, otherwise they would have been running around in a panic.

Perhaps he understood that most clinics would not accept dirty little beggars like them, so the little beggar took them directly to a very small clinic.

There were only two people in the clinic, a doctor with a white beard and a medicine dispenser. There were no patients and business was very bleak.

Finally seeing the customers coming, the old man with white beard instantly became energetic, and the shop assistants hurried forward to greet them.

The guy didn't mind that the little beggar was dirty and took it directly.

The old doctor with white beard immediately started to treat the little beggar. The little beggar's body was too dirty, so he couldn't clean the wound directly. He could only prescribe some medicine and boil some medicine for him to drink to calm him down.

At this time, Luo Yao already knew the names of the two little beggars. One was called Lin Mo and the other was called Zhang Xiaoxiao.

The doctor prescribed the medicine, and Zhang Xiaoxiao followed the waiter to the backyard to boil the medicine. Luo Yao was worried about such a young child boiling the medicine, so he asked Li Xian to go over and watch, while he helped take care of Lin Mo in the pharmacy.

The old doctor didn't know if it was because no one had come to him for treatment for a long time, so he took Luo Yao and Luo Xinchen's pulses.

He stroked his beard while touching it.

"Young Master must have been seriously injured before. Although he was well nursed back to health and received the best medicine, his foundation was still damaged and his body was weak. Would you like to prescribe some tonic medicine?"

Luo Yao thought about it and nodded.

The old man gave him seven or eight bags of medicine. Luo Yao felt numb when he looked at the seven or eight bags of medicine.