I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

Three days have passed since Nie Shuren's blunder, and Mo Ning has been sitting in the courtyard with Lan Zhi for three days. However, not a single patient has come to the door in these three days, and Lan Zhi has lost her appetite.

The real reason was that there was no money left in the family. She could only cook a small amount of rice porridge every day, giving the dry part to Mo Ning and only drinking the rice water herself.

Looking at the nearly empty rice jar, Lan Zhi grew increasingly anxious, but she dared not tell Mo Ning, fearing that he would also get upset.

Every day while she administers him intravenous fluids, she also gives him an injection of albumin to increase the nutrients his body needs.

“Lan Zhi…”

Nie Yuan's voice came from the front door. Her brows furrowed slightly, and Mo Ning muttered unhappily.

"What is he here for?"

Looking at Nie Yuan waving at her from the front door, she frowned and said:

"I gonna go see."

Seeing her walk towards him, Nie Yuan's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Lan Zhi, I've brought you a patient. Open the door for me quickly."

patient?

Looking in the direction he was pointing, one could see a woman sitting on the ground, holding a child who was half asleep in her arms.

Upon seeing a patient arrive, she quickly opened the door and eagerly inquired.

"Who's sick? A child or an adult?"

The woman holding the child hurriedly picked up the child and knelt down.

"Girl, please save my son. He is sick, very sick. Please save him."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhi dared not delay and quickly invited them into the house. She then had the woman place the child on her bed while she took the child's pulse and asked questions.

What symptoms does the child have?

"He has red bumps all over his body and a fever. The doctors in the city all say he has an infectious disease and refuse to treat him. Miss, this young man says you are a doctor. Can you take a look and tell me if my son has an infectious disease? Is it curable?"

"Has this been going on for several days?"

"Three to three and a half days!"

She nodded slightly, removed her hand, and then said:

"Has this child been in a damp place recently?"

Upon hearing this, the woman lowered her head in shame.

"Yes, when we first arrived in Binjiang Town, we had nowhere to go, so I took him to stay in a dilapidated temple outside the town. It was indeed a bit damp there..."

Looking at the clothes of the mother and son, Lan Zhi didn't think they were refugees. Why would they be living in a dilapidated temple?

Perhaps sensing her doubts, the woman quickly changed the subject.

"Young lady, is my son's illness curable?"

Lan Zhi nodded.

“It can be cured. Go back and give her a good hot bath. I’ll get you a bottle of ointment. Apply it to her several times a day. It should be better in three days.”

"really?"

The woman seemed a little surprised.

"Can it really be cured? Does he not have any infectious diseases?"

Lan Zhi shook her head.

"It's not an infectious disease; it's caused by living in a damp environment for a long time, which leads to eczema due to the body getting damp."

The woman wasn't very familiar with the term, but upon hearing that her son didn't have an infectious disease, she nodded excitedly and then removed a hairpin from her hair.

"Miss, I don't have any money to pay the consultation fee, but I can exchange this hairpin for money. I'll use it as the consultation fee!"

Although Lan Zhi desperately needed money, she still felt compassion for the woman when she saw her somewhat dirty face.

She pushed the hairpin the woman offered back, then took a tube of ointment from her medicine box.

"The consultation fee is fine, and you can have the ointment. Use it on your child. Remember to give him a warm bath every day and change his clothes frequently."

The woman held the ointment she was offered, asking with some skepticism,

"This...what is this?"

Nie Yuan hurriedly followed up with an explanation.

"Miss Ling's medicine is always strange, but it can cure diseases. My father had been sick for more than half a year, and after taking a few doses of her medicine, he was miraculously cured. You should trust her, you won't go wrong."

Lan Zhi looked at Nie Yuan with a bit of helplessness; he really was a good salesman.

After hesitating for a moment, the woman nodded.

"Thank you very much, young lady. But I don't have a stable place to stay right now. How about this, let my son sleep here for a while, and I'll go to the city to find an inn and come back to pick him up later."

It is only right to help others when they are in trouble.

She nodded decisively.

"Okay, hurry back, I'm afraid the child will wake up and cry."

The woman nodded with tears in her eyes, then went to the bedside, touched the child's little face, bent down and kissed him, then pointed to the bundle on the ground.

"Young lady, you can keep this bundle for now. I'll take it with me when I come to pick up the child later."

Lan Zhi agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, go and come back quickly."

The woman bowed deeply to Nie Yuan again before quickly leaving the room.

Looking at the child lying on the bed, Nie Yuan grinned.

"Miss Ling, I was the one who referred your first patient. Shouldn't you thank me?"

Lan Zhi rolled her eyes at him.

'What's the use of the person you referred? They didn't even pay the consultation fee.'

Nie Yuan hurriedly took out two pieces of silver from his waist.

"I paid their medical fees."

Lan Zhi waved her hand in refusal.

"Forget it, I already said I wouldn't charge them for their consultation, what's the point of making you pay now?"

“I brought these people here, so it’s only right that I pay their medical fees. I actually brought them here because I saw her trying to commit suicide by the river with her child, and I felt sorry for her. I already guessed she didn’t have the money to pay the fees, so please accept this money!”

He insisted on leaving the two silver coins on the table. Lan Zhi wanted to return them to him, but he simply turned around and left.

Lan Zhizhen never expected that this usually unruly and idle playboy would become so kind-hearted, not only saving the mother and child but also paying their medical fees.

Anyway, she urgently needs money right now, so she'll accept this money first and pay him back later when she has it.

Thinking of this, she glanced back at the child lying unconscious on the bed, tucked him in, and then turned and left.

Mo Ning, who had been sitting in the courtyard, quickly asked when she saw her coming.

"How is that child?"

She chuckled and shook her head.

"It's nothing, he just has eczema, it's related to his living environment, it will get better in a couple of days."

Mo Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. By the way, I saw that woman linger around the gate for a while after she left, and it seemed like she put something on the stone block by the gate. Go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhi walked over in surprise.

When she saw the hairpin on the stone stool, she picked it up and examined it from all angles, then approached Mo Ning with a puzzled look.

"She originally wanted to use this hairpin to pay for her medical consultation, but I refused. Why did she leave it at the front door?"

Mo Ning frowned slightly. "Where did she go?"

She said she would go to the city to find an inn and then come back to pick up her child.

"She has no money, will the inn let her stay?"

Mo Ning's words had a profound impact on her.

She turned her head to look at him, asking with suspicion and timidity.

"what do you mean?"

Mo Ning nodded first, then shook his head.

"I'm just guessing that the woman left crying, and she kept turning back to look at me..."

"It's over."