Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

When Mu Yingbao was half conscious, he could hear the faint sound of a child sobbing.

She remembered that it must be Brother Hui. He must have fainted and scared the child.

When I opened my eyes, it was already completely dark. I could make out in the moonlight that I was still lying in the yard.

Mu Yingbao moved her head and found something soft under her head. She felt very cold, but it seemed like she was covered with something. She reached out and touched it, and found that it was clothes and a cloak, and there was a package under her head. Needless to say, it must have been made by a child.

If there were anyone passing by, any adult would try to get her into the house.

I didn't expect that this kid still has some conscience.

Mu Yingbao's heart was warmed.

"Why are you crying so late at night? I'm not dead." Mu Yingbao slowly said.

The sobbing stopped immediately. After a moment, a stubborn child's voice came from the right side of Mu Yingbao: "I'm crying because of you. I'm just missing my father."

"Okay, okay, if it weren't for me crying, how could I forget that you hate me to the core and wish I were dead. Even if you miss your father, don't cry. If someone who doesn't know hears it, they might think that I, your stepmother, am abusing you again." Mu Yingbao didn't bother with the child. She smiled and teased him while struggling to get up.

Just because she fainted, she was already very satisfied with what the child did. A child with a kind heart was also worthy of her care.

After waking up, although I had no strength in my body, my mind was clear. I must not fall down or give in.

Even if she died here, no one would feel sad or regretful. It was because he didn't want her to live a good life, but she just refused to accept it and refused to believe that God would never open his eyes.

Mu Yingbao didn't have any great intentions when she said that she would stand up and live well for the sake of this child, but in order not to waste her second life in vain, she also had to be strong.

With the help of moonlight, I looked at the layout of the courtyard and guessed that the room on the side was the kitchen. I found the fire starter at the stove as I wished.

He pushed open the door of the main room, lit a candle with a tinder, and looked around.

The yard is not big but quite complete. In the middle of the main house is a suite, with side rooms on both sides, a kitchen and a woodshed.

The room was simple, but it had simple furniture and bedding on the bed.

Although the bedding didn't look like satin, it was new.

Mu Yingbao felt that it was not too hard, at least he didn't have to sleep on the bed tonight. He sat on the bed and rested for a while, then got up and went out to take all the packages on the floor into the house.

"Naughty kid, I'll sleep in this room. You, hurry up and choose one. If you're scared, just stay in the same room with me." Mu Yingbao went in and out a few times, and Brother Hui was still standing outside the door waiting.

"I don't want to live in the same room with you." Brother Hui said stubbornly. After looking left and right, he carried his small package into the east wing next door.

Mu Yingbao was not angry. She followed him in, found a candle, lit it for him and placed it on the bedside table.

"You have to blow out the candles before going to bed, don't you know? Otherwise, if they catch fire accidentally, we won't have to worry about anyone else's plans and will be dead by ourselves." Mu Yingbao reminded jokingly.

The only response she got was a "humph".

I went back to my room and wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep, but I was so hungry that I couldn't fall asleep. I thought that since I could go out freely, there should be people selling midnight snacks, so I might as well go out to eat something to have strength, come back and have a good sleep, and then plan how to survive here.

In addition, it is also a good opportunity to see how much money one Youcheng coin is worth.

Thinking of this, she fished out a bag, untied it and poured out ten of them, and stuffed the rest under the bed.

I pushed the door open and walked out, I saw a padlock on the windowsill, I picked it up and prepared to lock the gate to prevent someone from stealing the remaining coins.

Anyway, I felt stupid just carrying the whole bag out.

Just as I was hesitating about how to ask the child to come along, I saw the door over there opened a crack.

Mu Yingbao smiled secretly, pretended not to see anything and walked out, then he heard light footsteps behind him.

When I pushed open the gate and turned around to close it, the child slid out swiftly.

It seems that the herbs he had were quite effective. Mu Yingbao was now more certain about what kind of poison the child had.

After locking the gate, Mu Yingbao walked towards the street, with Brother Hui following closely behind.

When we got to the main street, there were almost no pedestrians. Finally, we saw a dumpling stall at a crossroads.

"Uncle, how much are the wontons?" Mu Yingbao stepped forward to ask.

"Girl, have you just arrived in the city?" the old man with gray hair and beard, who looked to be in his seventies, asked expressionlessly.

"Yes, I came in this afternoon." Mu Yingbao told the truth.

"Three coins for a bowl, and two coins for a sesame seed bun." the old man said.

"Small coins?" Mu Yingbao was a little confused, and took out a gourd coin and muttered.

"One Youcheng coin is equal to ten small coins. Would you like to whistle, young lady?" the old man saw her confusion and told her.

"Then give me two bowls of wontons and two sesame cakes." Mu Yingbao said and sat down at the table.

Seeing that Brother Hui was still standing two meters away, Mu Yingbao deliberately called him impatiently, "Why don't you come over here quickly and wait for me to treat you."

Since you intend to confuse others, you have to make the play more realistic.

When the old man heard this, he frowned slightly, but said nothing, and started cooking the dumplings skillfully.

Brother Hui walked over slowly and sat down opposite Mu Yingbao, his eyes fixed on the sesame cake on the stove.

Mu Yingbao felt sad, but did nothing.

Soon, the old man brought two bowls of wontons and placed them in front of the two people. He also picked up two sesame cakes with bamboo chopsticks and placed one on each side.

"He's just a kid. He can't eat so much. Eating too much will hurt his digestion." Mu Yingbao said as he used a spoon to take out a few wontons from Brother Hui's bowl and put them in his own bowl. Under the old man's angry gaze, he reached out and tore half of the sesame cake in front of Brother Hui, looked at it, and put the smaller half back in front of him.

Mu Yingbao hardened her heart and pretended not to notice that the child was about to cry tears of grievance while the older one was eating wontons and sesame cakes.

"Eat quickly. What are you looking at? If you don't want to eat, go back. From now on, this family will depend on me. What's wrong with me eating a little more?" Mu Yingbao said viciously, cursing himself as a bastard in his heart.

She was a little doubtful whether her decision was right or wrong, and whether it was too cruel for a seven-year-old child.

She was a little worried. What if the child's fragile heart couldn't bear the blow and he refused to eat out of spite?

But, soon, it was proved that she underestimated the child. Although tears were already sliding down the child's little face, the child did not leave angrily. Instead, he picked up the spoon and started eating in big mouthfuls.

Child, you have been hungry for two days. You really can’t eat too much at this meal. Don’t blame me for being cruel! Mu Yingbao muttered to himself with his head down.

She knew that within a few days, the whole city would know how badly she, the stepmother, treated the child. She didn't want to be a model of a loving mother, she just wanted to protect the child in her own way. Although, she hated his father and cursed him to die outside every day.

The street was very quiet at night, and no one noticed that a huge

Child, you have been hungry for two days. You really can’t eat too much at this meal. Don’t blame me for being cruel! Mu Yingbao muttered to himself with his head down.

She knew that within a few days, the whole city would know how badly she, the stepmother, treated the child. She didn't want to be a model of a loving mother, she just wanted to protect the child in her own way. Although, she hated his father and cursed him to die outside every day.

The street was very quiet at night, and no one noticed that a man in black was lying on the roof of the shop next to the tuna stall, silently watching below...