Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Aunt Hua slowly opened her eyes, moved her lips, and squeezed out a voice from her throat with difficulty, "Don't...work...anymore...I..."

She wanted to say that she was destined not to survive, those people would not let her go, and if she continued to live, she would only be a burden to Yingying.

But when she met Yingying's eyes, she could no longer utter a word.

Yingying tore off the hem of her skirt, which was already missing several pieces, and covered the wound that was still bleeding.

"I can't watch my mother die!" Yingying bit her lip, tears silently streaming down her face.

Over the years, she has always regarded Aunt Hua, who has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, as her own mother.

This is her only relative.

Aunt Hua closed her eyes and sighed in her heart.

Didn't she treat this little girl as her own daughter? But in her position, everything was beyond her control.

"After I... die... all my things... will be left... to you..." Aunt Hua said this intermittently. She wanted to spit out the ginseng slices in her mouth, but Yingying quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

"The little doctor is very powerful! She, she can definitely save your life! She can also help you get rid of those people!" Yingying said, and at the same time prayed in her heart that as long as the little doctor was willing to save Aunt Hua, she would give all her savings to the little doctor and work like a slave for him!

Moreover, inexplicably, she believed that Song Pan'er could do it.

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Song Pan'er arrived very quickly, mainly because the old donkey was powerful and ran as fast as the horse ridden by the servant.

Zhou Hean saw an unusual light from afar and hurried down the city wall to greet it.

Song Pan'er jumped off the old donkey, took out a mask and put it on, and asked Zhou He'an to open the city gate just a little bit, enough for her to pass through.

Zhou Hean wanted to go out with them, but was rejected by Song Paner and was stopped by Zhou Yong calmly.

Seeing that Song Pan'er really came, Yingying couldn't help crying out "Wow", rushed over like crazy, and fell to her knees with a "thump".

"Little miracle doctor..."

Song Pan'er walked around her expressionlessly, carrying a medicine basket, climbed onto the carriage with a flashlight, and checked on Aunt Hua's condition.

Fortunately, it can still be saved.

She turned her head and handed the flashlight to Yingying, whose face was covered in blood, "Hold it."

Yingying nodded hurriedly, raised her hand to take the strange "lamp", and looked at Song Pan'er eagerly as she treated Aunt Hua.

Song Pan'er had some magical spring water that could heal wounds quickly. Combined with the hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder, it didn't take much time to heal Aunt Hua's wounds.

As for the lost blood, she had no choice but to keep it for now as she couldn't give it a blood transfusion.

Aunt Hua felt as if she had regained some strength, thinking that it was a last burst of energy, and hurriedly looked at Yingying.

"Yingying... my silver is hidden in..." Before she could finish her words, Song Pan'er jumped off the carriage with a basket.

Yingying didn't listen to the rest of her words and followed Song Pan'er to the side.

Aunt Hua: ???

You little girl doesn’t want my inheritance anymore?

Yingying held a flashlight and followed Song Paner closely.

Song Pan'er stopped when she was a little further away from the carriage. Yingying spoke cautiously, "Little Miracle Doctor..."

She was now struggling with how to ask the young doctor to take her and Aunt Hua in.

Song Pan'er waved her hand, "How's the situation in the capital?"

Yingying didn't dare to hide anything and told the truth: "The prefect has sent people to impose martial law, but some people are still infected with the plague."

Worried that Song Pan'er would doubt her, she tried to explain, "My mother and I are not infected. We live near the South Gate, far from the East Gate."

Song Pan'er didn't say anything else. She took out the thermometer from the basket and measured her head. She found that the temperature was normal for the time being, but she couldn't take it lightly.

"I can't take you home now, but I will be quarantined with you at the city gate for three days. Only after three days, if you are confirmed to be fine, can you enter the city."