Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

Facing the old doctor's praise, Cheng Yuntao's cheeks flushed slightly. She waved her hands a little embarrassedly and said, "You're too kind. It's just a simple favor."

Then, without hesitation, she opened her purse, took out some silver and handed it to the old doctor, her eyes full of earnestness: "Doctor, please accept this silver. Please do your best to treat this child and don't leave him with any root cause of illness."

Although Shaobing was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his heart was already surging. However, he didn't know how to respond to this profound kindness, so he could only continue to pretend to be unconscious.

The old doctor took the silver, nodded slightly, then put the silver on the table beside him and began to formally treat Shaobing.

He applied the mashed herbs around the broken wound on Shaobing's leg. The herbs gave off a unique spicy fragrance that penetrated into his nasal cavity.

The old doctor's technique was skillful and gentle. While applying the medicine, he explained to Cheng Yuntao and Jiang Yu, "This herbal medicine is my own secret recipe. It has the effects of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, reducing swelling and relieving pain. It can help the child's broken bones heal as soon as possible."

Then, the old doctor picked up the splint beside him and carefully fixed Shaobing's fractured left leg.

After fixing the leg, the old doctor began to treat other external injuries on Shaobing's body. When the medicine came into contact with the wound, it was accompanied by bursts of stinging pain, and Shaobing's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The pain was too intense, like a sharp knife cutting into his nerves. Shaobing could no longer pretend to be unconscious. He gasped in pain and opened his eyes suddenly with a "hiss".

When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Yu with his arms crossed over his chest, looking down at him. Jiang Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a hint of sarcasm: "Hey, you don't want to continue pretending to be unconscious?"

As a man of the underworld, Jiang Yu was very sensitive to changes in people's auras. Shaobing's subtle movements when he feigned unconsciousness naturally didn't escape his eyes. Shaobing lowered his eyes somewhat embarrassedly, his dry lips moving slightly, unsure of what to say.

Cheng Yuntao walked quickly to his side, her eyes full of concern, and asked softly, "Shaobing, how are you feeling now? If you still feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell the doctor immediately."

As Shaobing looked at Cheng Yuntao's gentle face, the wall of inferiority and insecurity in his heart suddenly collapsed. In the past, he always felt that he was a little beggar who was unwanted by everyone, and he was always treated coldly in this world. When faced with the kindness of others, he would always unconsciously resist and feel awkward.

But at this moment, the pure concern in Cheng Yuntao's eyes made him completely let down his guard.

Shaobing's eyes were red, tears rolled down uncontrollably, wetting his cheeks. He cried and said sincerely, "Sister, thank you."

He paused, trying to calm himself, and continued, "Actually, I hadn't held out much hope. I thought you'd all left long ago. After all, who would want to wait for a little beggar? But I kept in mind the agreement I made with my sister, so I gritted my teeth and hurried towards the theater step by step."

Shaobing raised his head, his eyes full of gratitude and relief, "I just thought that I couldn't break my promise. I must do what I promised you. I never expected that you would still be waiting for me there."

Cheng Yuntao keenly noticed the huge change in Shaobing's attitude. In the past, he was always cautious when facing help, with some suspicion and evasion, but now, he did not hide his gratitude at all, and his eyes showed trust and dependence, which made Cheng Yuntao happy from the bottom of her heart. She knew that her kindness was not in vain.

After Shaobing calmed down a little, Cheng Yuntao continued to ask: "Shaobing, can you tell me what happened and who hurt you like this?"

Shaobing lowered his head slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed softly and said, "On my way to see you, I met a drunk. He reeked of alcohol and was staggering. As soon as he saw me, he went crazy and started to make things difficult for me without giving me any explanation, cursing all the time."

"I was so scared that I turned around and tried to run, but he grabbed me and started punching and kicking me."

At this point, Shaobing bit his lower lip, a look of pain on his face. "I was too thin and weak to resist at all. Later, I finally broke free, but when I was running away, he caught me again. He pinned me to the ground, beat me up, and even broke my leg."

Shaobing raised his head, his eyes full of grievance and unwillingness, "Sometimes, I really hate myself for being useless. If I were stronger, I wouldn't be bullied by him like this."

Even though Jiang Yu didn't have a very good impression of Shaobing before, he was still very angry after hearing about this.

He frowned, stepped forward to Shaobing's side, and asked anxiously, "Do you still remember the physical characteristics of that drunkard? Tell me in detail, and I'll go pull this guy out and beat him up, so that he can also taste the pain of this unexpected misfortune!"

Jiang Yu rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, looking ready to go at once. His gangster spirit was evident, as if as long as Shaobing described the drunkard's appearance, he could capture him in the next second.

Shaobing tried hard to recall, stumbling over his words, "I remember... the man was very tall, with messy hair like a chicken coop, and he was wearing a tattered black robe with many patches on it. His face... was very red, his eyes were bloodshot, and the smell of alcohol on his breath was noticeable from a distance."

After listening to Shaobing's description, Jiang Yu's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. He clenched his fists, the aura around him became a little colder, and he was about to rush out the door.

Cheng Yuntao was quick-witted and swift-handed. She rushed forward, stretched out her hand to stop Jiang Yu, and said urgently, "Jiang Yu, you can't act rashly! Not to mention that Junhua City is so huge, finding someone with just a few characteristics is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It would take an incalculable amount of time. Plus, it's getting late now, and most people have already gone home and locked up. The streets are deserted. Where can you go to look for someone?"

Jiang Yu paused, his face filled with resentment. He turned around, eyes wide open, and said, "Are we just going to let that bastard go? He bullied a child like this. I just can't swallow this!"

Cheng Yuntao sighed softly, looked at him solemnly, and persuaded him, "I am also angry, but the most urgent thing right now is to heal Shaobing's injuries and take him back to rest. If you act impulsively now and delay Shaobing's treatment, or even cause trouble, wouldn't that be more trouble than it's worth?"

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth, his anger burning fiercely but with nowhere to vent. After a long while, he muffled his words and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The old doctor witnessed all this and nodded slightly. "Young lady, you are right. This child's injury is the most important thing. Don't worry, follow the prescription I prescribed, and his leg will be back to normal in a few months."