Ling Chuxi thought for a while and finally found a small ingot of silver at the bottom of the space ring and threw it over. These people were also forced by life. Ling Chuxi didn't want to embarrass them, but giving them gold was too eye-catching. Maybe it would be better.

It will cause trouble for them.

When the big man saw the ingot of silver, his eyes turned green. He rushed to pick it up and held it in his arms. Then he turned to those people and said simply: "Let's go!" Soon, the group of people left.

, Ling Chuxi and the little boy didn't even spare a glance. They both hugged the big man and talked about how much food they would buy with the money to survive this winter. At this time, Ling Chuxi didn't know where she was coming.

They didn't know that the small ingot of silver just now was enough to buy food for their village for a whole winter.

After all those people left, Ling Chuxi went to see the little boy on the ground. The little boy was dirty. He was probably about five or six years old. The original color of his clothes was no longer visible, and his hair was even darker.

It was a sticky lump on his head. His face was so dirty that he could not be seen, but his eyes were very bright. At this moment, he was only looking at Ling Chuxi. There seemed to be joy in his eyes, and

There is relaxation.

"You're okay..." The little boy smiled and uttered a few words inaudibly.

"You..." Ling Chuxi was shocked when she heard this, and realized that this little boy should be the owner of the shabby handkerchief in the space ring, and he was also the person who "took care of" her. Lingchu

Just as Xi was about to say something, the little boy simply fell down with a plop.

Ling Chuxi was stunned, and went to pull him up, only to find that the child's whole body was frighteningly hot. Is this a fever?

When Ling Chuxi picked up the little boy, she touched something he was holding tightly in his hand. It was half a hard steamed bun whose original color could not be distinguished. Ling Chuxi felt sour in her heart. This child obviously wanted to

Bring her this hard-earned steamed bun. But he was almost beaten to death because of this.

Thinking of the bright eyes of the little boy just now, another child with whom she had a deep connection appeared in Ling Chuxi's mind, Duan Xiaomo. She didn't know how Xiaomo's child was doing now. The child in front of her

The eyes, in Ling Chuxi's mind, even gradually overlapped with Xiao Mo's eyes.

Ling Chuxi picked up the little boy and frowned slightly. The child was so thin that his bones and even his diaphragm hurt. Needless to say, he knew that this child had suffered a lot, and it was a miracle that he could survive now. His parents

What? Are they all gone? Why on earth did it get to this point? Ling Chuxi had many questions in her mind, but now is not the time to think about this. Let’s reduce the child’s fever first.

Not to mention, this fever problem really gave Ling Chuxi a headache. The elixirs she brought were all good wound medicines, and there were no ordinary antipyretics. She could only try to use the true energy in her body to give this person a headache.

The child was treated. Then, Ling Chuxi was a little bit dumbfounded. Because, this is ineffective! Fever is not an internal injury, let alone a trauma! It has nothing to do with the meridians and the sea... In other words, Ling Chuxi can cure people who are frequently injured and die.

But this simple fever cannot be cured!

Yes, let’s use the most primitive method.

…

When the little boy woke up, he found himself in a warm bed. He was washed clean, put on some strange clothes, and his head was no longer dizzy. There seemed to be a wet handkerchief on his forehead.
Chapter completed!