It's bad! The cub raised in the space met the prince and called him daddy

The young scholar thought that his mother was fine when she left his aunt's house, but just now she suddenly fainted for some reason.

After a slight hesitation, he nodded eagerly, hoping for the best.

"Okay, I'll trouble you to treat my mother. But I'll be frank with you. We don't know each other. It's okay for me to give you a ride, but please don't harm my mother's life."

After saying this, the young scholar hurriedly jumped off the donkey cart and lifted the curtain.

"Ah? Oh, you think too much."

Fang Qingge endured the discomfort in his feet and climbed onto the donkey cart. Only then did he realize what the young scholar had just said.

I can't help but marvel at the profound minds of the ancients. Who said that the ancients had simple thoughts?

*

Climbing into the narrow carriage, Fang Qingge watched the young scholar lift the curtain and stand aside, knowing that he was on guard against her.

In order to avoid suspicion, Fang Qingge pretended to put his hand on the wrist of the unconscious woman with a pale face, and used his wide sleeves as a cover to secretly press the white button switch of the smart detector.

After a few breaths, Fang Qingge heard the voice diagnosis result of the intelligent detector in her mind, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, it turns out to be hypoglycemia. That's easy to deal with."

Fang Qingge, who became a doctor due to long-term illness in her previous life, did not need an intelligent detection and treatment device to prescribe medicine. She knew how to save people on her own.

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel fortunate that the woman's illness was not serious.

He moved his wide cuffs and pretended to rummage in his sleeve pocket, took out a piece of black chocolate that melted in the mouth, and quickly stuffed it into the woman's mouth.

*

"Hey? What did you feed my mother?"

The little scholar standing by the carriage stared at Fang Qingge's every move without blinking, and when he saw her stuff a black thing into her mouth, he hurriedly spoke out to stop her, but it was too late.

Looking at the thing that went into his mother's mouth, the young scholar felt a little regretful. He was really seeking medical help from all directions and was so foolish as to trust this stranger little girl whom he had never met before.

He looked surprised and didn't care about the rules of physical contact between men and women or the strict precautions between men and women. He supported himself with his hands and jumped onto the donkey cart.

**

Before he could do anything excited, "Hmm..." the woman moved and slowly woke up. She slowly opened her blurry eyes.

At first glance, he saw the girl above his head, and his mouth moved unconsciously.

"Yin'er, my dear, have you come back to see me?"

The little scholar, who was still very angry, became excited when he saw his mother suddenly wake up, and grabbed her rough hands.

"Mom, are you awake? Are you awake? Are you okay? You almost scared your son to death just now."

Hearing her son's voice, the woman came out of her trance. After being stunned for a long time, she realized that she was hallucinating.

She stretched out a hand and waved it twice towards her son.

"Zhi'er, Mom is fine. Help me up."

"Yeah, okay, mom."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I wanted to ask you to stop the car just now, because I thought the girl must have encountered some difficulties early in the morning. Maybe she got up too fast and her eyes went dark and she didn't know anything."

"Well, mother, you should take a rest and talk less. I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay! By the way, mother, are you feeling uncomfortable in any other place?"

The young scholar asked questions repeatedly out of concern.

Seeing his mother shook her head, he stopped talking and said hurriedly:

"Mom, it was this girl who saved you!"

Then he looked at Fang Qingge embarrassedly, bowed his hands and apologized sincerely:

"Thank you for saving my mother. I was rude just now."

*

The woman raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and saw Fang Qingge's appearance clearly.

The little girl was not very old. Although her hair was disheveled and her body was covered with grass and wood chips, she looked very disheveled, but she was very beautiful. Especially from the material of her clothes, she did not look like a child from an ordinary poor family.

The woman also thanked him sincerely:

"Thank you, young lady! I don't know why I fainted out of nowhere. If you hadn't saved me, I don't know what would have happened to me in this remote place!"

Fang Qingge waved his hand quickly and said carefully:

"You are so polite, Auntie! You are fine, you just work too hard. Just be more careful and don't get too tired in the future."

The woman nodded repeatedly in gratitude. The young scholar beside her listened to Fang Qingge's words, looked up at his mother's wrinkled face and the increasing number of white hairs on her head, and lowered his head in guilt.

**

The woman drank a few sips of water, calmed down, and then took Fang Qingge's hand. The softness and smoothness of her hand made the woman use less strength.

Seeing the gold bracelet on Fang Qingge's snow-white wrist, I was more certain that she was a rich lady. I couldn't help but wonder what happened to her?

"Girl, where are you going? Why are you alone in this remote place?"

"Auntie, it's a long story. Something happened at home. I was in a hurry to get on the road and accidentally sprained my ankle. I thought I'd trouble you to give me a ride. I didn't mean to stop the car."

"Yes, Auntie understands."

The woman looked at her with pity and nodded.

*

At this time, the woman felt her son quietly tug at her clothes. The mother and son were connected by heart, and the woman understood her apology immediately and said to Qingge:

"Girl, wait a moment. Zhi'er, can you help me get out of the car so I can go to the bathroom?"

In fact, Fang Qingge had already seen all the little scholar's subtle movements. She pursed her lips and smiled.

"Okay!" He agreed and moved aside to sit on the board outside the car.

*

After the mother and son got out of the car and walked a short distance, Fang Qingge, who had extremely sensitive ears, heard their conversation.

“Mom, this is what happened just now. The girl gave you a pill and you woke up.

Mother, we promised to give her a ride, but I have a concern."

"What? Zhier, please explain clearly."

"Well, mother, you see, this is a remote place with no village or shop in sight, and the road is difficult to travel on. Few people pass by here.

But don't you think it's strange that a weak woman like her suddenly appears here? The son saw that she was dressed gorgeously, but her hair was disheveled and she had nothing on her body, like the kind of person who... was running away.

My son is worried...whether we will get into trouble."

The young scholar spoke his analysis as if it would come true in the next second.

"What?"

The woman opened her mouth in shock.

*

After a long while, the woman said solemnly:

"Zhi'er, have you forgotten what your mother taught you every day? Your life-saving grace is greater than the heaven.

Since we have met by chance, we don't care whether she is in trouble or not. I just know that this girl saved my life. Okay, let's give her a ride."

"this?…"

The young scholar was still hesitating.

**