A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

Seeing Xia Momo crying so sadly, Song Zhili felt terrible.

Xia Momo was an orphan from a young age. Later, she was adopted by her grandfather and grew up with Song Zhili. Their relationship was not only that of best friends, but also like that of family.

"MoMo, MoMo, can you hear me? I'm right next to you."

Song Zhili didn't care whether Xia Momo could hear her or not, and kept calling her name in her ear. To Song Zhili's surprise, Xia Momo seemed to be able to hear her and stood up from the ground, her eyes searching around for something.

"MoMo, MoMo, can you hear me? MoMo, I'm here with you, I'm standing right next to you."

Song Zhili walked over to Xia Momo's side again.

Xia Momo looked around, then burst into tears, "Waaah, Ali, is that you? Don't scare me, you know I'm always very timid."

Song Zhili was utterly speechless. She wasn't even sure if Xia Momo could hear her anymore, so she tried calling out a few more times.

"MoMo, can you hear me? If you can, please nod."

After Song Zhili finished speaking, she kept her eyes fixed on Xia Momo, but Xia Momo did not move for a long time, and she lowered her head in disappointment.

It seems she can't see me anymore. Oh well, let's just consider it a farewell.

Song Zhili thought for a moment and went to the study on the second floor to find a notebook. She wanted to see if she could write on it. When she picked up the pen and started writing, she found that the words she wrote actually appeared on it!

She quickly scribbled a few words on the notebook, but before she could finish, she felt a wave of dizziness, as if some inexplicable force was pulling her away.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself still in the antique-style house, and it was bright outside. She felt a little lost, thinking about the dream she had last night, and she didn't know if it was real.

If it's true, she came back before she even finished writing, and I don't know if Momo will be able to see it.

Sighing inwardly, she got up, quickly washed up, and went outside to find Song Ziyuan reading in the courtyard; the others were not there.

Song Ziyuan noticed Song Zhili's confusion and explained.

"Breakfast has been left for you in the kitchen. Your parents have already gone to the fields. Go and eat now that you're up."

Song Zhili looked up at the sky. It was only about seven o'clock, and they were already out working in the fields. They were really working hard.

"Oh well."

Song Zhili responded, turned around and went to the kitchen to take out the porridge and steamed buns that were warming in the pot. After eating a few bites, she washed the bowls and chopsticks and then sat down opposite Song Ziyuan.

"Second brother, how did you hurt your leg?"

She remembered that in the original owner's memories, Song Ziyuan's legs were fine before she got married. It seemed that she came back for a visit during the Spring Festival last year and saw that Song Ziyuan's legs had become like this.

At that time, the original owner simply greeted him a few times and then ignored him.

"When I went up the mountain, I accidentally fell down and broke my leg."

Song Ziyuan spoke in a very calm tone, as if he were talking about someone else's business.

"Second brother, didn't you call a doctor to come and take a look?"

He remembered that Song Ziyuan and Gu Changqing used to be in the same academy. With such a sudden and drastic change, he must be feeling very sad.

Song Ziyuan was once a scholar, but he stopped going to the academy after injuring his leg.

"Yes, I've seen a doctor, but there's nothing they can do. They said the bones inside have grown crooked, and I might have to live like this for the rest of my life."

After Song Ziyuan finished speaking, he lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with a sense of desolation.

Song Zhili knew that this touched a nerve. Her original intention was to examine his leg, as her medical skills were quite remarkable.

She had to thank her grandfather for this, as he had her learn medicine from a young age. She was highly skilled in both traditional Chinese and Western medicine, especially traditional Chinese medicine, which she had reached a level of mastery. If she had her set of silver needles, she would be even better off.

Song Zhili suddenly felt something in her hand. Luckily, her hand was in her sleeve, otherwise Song Ziyuan would think she was a monster if he saw it!

"Second brother, wait here for me, I'm going to go inside to get something."

After finishing her sentence, Song Zhili ignored Song Ziyuan's expression and quickly ran back into the house to close the door.

She then took out what she was holding and glanced at it.

Holy crap! It's my own silver needle pouch!

She opened it and checked; all 108 silver needles were there. Overjoyed, she took the bag of silver needles and went outside.

"Second brother, I once unintentionally saved an old man in Yongfeng Village. He taught me some medical skills. Would it be convenient for you to let me take a look at your leg?"

Upon hearing that Song Zhili knew medicine, a hint of surprise flashed across Song Ziyuan's eyes. He quickly composed himself, not wanting to take advantage of his younger sister's kindness, regardless of whether she truly knew it or not.

"okay."

Song Ziyuan turned around and pulled his clothes down to his knees, revealing his calves.

Song Zhili walked up to Song Ziyuan and squatted down. She reached out and touched his shinbone. Then she saw a bone protruding at his ankle, and that area was red and swollen.

"Second brother, does this area still hurt?"

Song Zhili gently pinched the protruding bone on his head.

When she touched him, Song Ziyuan gasped in pain, and soon beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

You can imagine how much pain he was in.

Song Zhili also noticed his expression, and her face also became very serious.

It's very obvious that Song Ziyuan's bones are broken, and because they weren't treated properly, they've grown crooked. If they're not corrected properly, he'll definitely be lame for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, he found himself. This treatment was both easy and difficult to administer.

Because Song Zhili needed to break his bones again and then re-set them, she also needed to cut open his flesh to remove the broken bones inside.

This not only tested Song Zhili's medical skills, but also Song Ziyuan's endurance. After all, there were no good anesthetics available, and he had to endure the pain. Moreover, the current environment was also worrying, and it was easy to get infected if he was not careful.

If only her studio were here. When she was renovating her villa, she specially decorated a studio, which contained all kinds of medicinal herbs and equipment.

Seeing that Song Zhili was frowning and not speaking for a long time, Song Ziyuan assumed that she was sad because she could not be cured.

He put the clothes down and instead comforted her.

"Little sister, don't be sad. I'm okay. I've already accepted this fact. If it can't be cured, it can't be cured. That's how it will be from now on."