The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

Ni'er and the master continued walking towards the tent of the sick little boy yesterday, and saw the little boy's mother standing there, waving at them excitedly.

"Doctor Zhao, Doctor Xiao Nier~"

Ni'er and Zhao Jincheng looked at each other and smiled. Seeing how happy she was, it was estimated that the child had recovered well. They would have to see the patient to determine to what extent the child had recovered.

My aunt couldn't wait to take a few steps forward, the joy on her face was beyond words.

"My son just said he was hungry and wanted to drink porridge. I thought that knowing that he was hungry meant that he would soon get better."

"It's not like yesterday at all. No matter what I asked, he said he didn't want to eat, he wasn't hungry, and he felt uncomfortable."

He looked at Zhao Jincheng with eyes full of appreciation and admiration.

"Doctor Zhao, your medicine is really a panacea."

Zhao Jincheng waved his hands with a smile on his face. It was unclear whether it was because he was being praised or because the little boy had recovered well, or both.

"Thank you very much, thank you very much."

The aunt squatted down and naturally stroked her son's forehead with her hand. Although it was still a little hot, it was much better than yesterday.

"This is Doctor Zhao who treated you. Thank you so much."

The little boy opened his eyes and smiled at Zhao Jincheng. Although he was still a little weak, he looked much better.

Zhao Jincheng walked up to the little boy and asked, "What's your name?"

His voice was still a little weak, not as clear and powerful as that of other children.

"Uncle Zhao, my name is Erwazi."

"Good boy, you look much better than yesterday. Let me check your pulse again."

Nier prepared everything she needed and placed the pulse pillow directly under the patient's wrist, covering it with a layer of cloth.

As soon as I took the pulse, I felt it beating stronger.

The little boy's mother stood aside, waiting for Zhao Jincheng to speak, hoping that it was what she thought. However, since the child was in such good spirits, the result must be good.

It was so quiet around that you could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Jincheng took his hand off Erwazi's wrist.

"Yes, he is recovering well. The child just has a high fever and is not suffering from an epidemic."

"It's just that you need to take a few more doses of medicine to consolidate your condition. You must not take it lightly and be careful not to come into contact with others."

My aunt rubbed her hands with joy. There was nothing more gratifying than hearing such good news.

"I understand, I understand, thank you so much."

Erwazi's stomach growled, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Everyone around couldn't help but smile.

"Mom will make you a meal right away."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Jincheng somewhat embarrassedly. After all, he had just said he would help yesterday, but now he had to work and feed the children.

"Doctor Zhao, I'll go help after I finish preparing dinner for the child. It won't interfere with my work."

Zhao Jincheng originally wanted to let this aunt take care of the child's affairs first, as there was no urgent need for her to help, but someone else got there first.

"It's okay. The child's illness is an important matter. We all hope that he can get better."

"Yes, Doctor Zhao, I will try not to delay."

Zhao Jincheng knew that no matter how he tried to persuade her, it would be useless. This aunt was a very honest person and she would not play tricks on him. She had agreed to help yesterday and she would definitely go. She would not agree to take care of the child exclusively.

I had no choice but to follow her words and say, "Then we'll go first."

As soon as Zhao Jincheng and Ni'er left, their aunt ran away and headed straight for the place where meals were distributed.

Ni'er and the Master looked back at the same time. The sound of running feet was still ringing in their ears, but the people were no longer visible.

When he arrived at the place, he asked for his own portion of porridge and dry food and began to eat it eagerly.

He took a mouthful of dry food and a mouthful of porridge, not caring about the hotness, and sent them in like that. He then asked for another bowl of porridge and prepared to take it back to his son.

When I returned to the place where I was just now, I saw Erwa sitting up by himself and asked, "Can you eat by yourself? Or do you want me to feed you?"

Erwazi looked at the porridge that was still steaming and thought that since it was so hot, it must need to be cooled for a while and could not be eaten directly.

Although I don't know what happened last night, but from what they said just now it sounded like they were going to help Doctor Zhao and the others. If I wait for the porridge to cool down before feeding myself, it would definitely waste a lot of time.

Try to open your eyes as wide as possible to look like you are not sick.

"Mom, I can eat it myself. Wait a minute, it will be cooler."

Although he seems to have recovered well, he is still a child with a high fever after all, so it is still unclear whether he can hold the bowl.

"Do you have the strength? Let me feed you."

The second child really doesn’t have much strength now, but he can still eat, it’s just a little difficult.

"Really, you don't need to. Go and get busy. There must be many sick people here who need care. Go and help Doctor Zhao. When I am fully recovered in a few days, I will go too."

The aunt was very pleased when she looked at her son. At such a young age, he knew how to be considerate of others and even said he wanted to help. Fortunately, he did not take after his father, who did not know how to help and only knew how to make trouble. He was even worse than a child.

"Then when I come back later, you have to finish your meal."

The second child nodded and said, "I will definitely finish eating, don't worry."

My aunt went straight to the place where she boiled medicine last night. There was a lot of work to do today.

I saw Zhao Jincheng and Ni'er busy there.

Roll up your sleeves and get ready to work.

Nier turned around when she heard the voice, a little surprised, "Auntie, why are you here so soon? Have you already fed the second child?"

Zhao Jincheng also turned around and saw his aunt, revealing the same surprised expression. This was too fast. A patient could not eat that fast.

The aunt wasted no time and said while working: "My second son asked me to come over quickly because he can eat by himself. He also said that he will come over to help after he is fully recovered in a few days."

I didn't expect that a sick child would ask his mother to come out and help instead of taking care of himself wholeheartedly.

Now is the time when we need people. It's rare to find such a sensible boy, but it's really unfair to him.

Nier was busy grinding the herbs into powder. She didn't dare to delay and didn't look up.

"Auntie, aren't you afraid that he won't have the strength to eat?"

When my aunt heard this question, she smiled with a hint of pride in her tone.

"My second child said he would eat, so he definitely would. He is a child who keeps his word. He doesn't look like he is being stubborn, so there should be no problem."

Just as Ni'er was about to follow her aunt's words and praise Erwazi, she heard the voice of the yamen runner.

"Doctor Zhao, two more patients have been found and will be sent over soon. Are the medicines you asked me to get ready?"