After all, Zhao Ruiyong is a man, which is inconvenient. Now that there is a female doctor, Zhao Shuimei, everyone is naturally more willing to find her.
No, the second girl at Aunt Tian's house was not feeling well at night, so she hurried over to find her. Zhao Miaomiao inquired about Er Niu's situation, took the medicine box and put on some clothes casually and went.
When I arrived at Aunt Tian's house, I found that the child had stomach discomfort, which in modern terms was acute gastroenteritis, so I quickly prescribed some medicine for the child to drink.
Er Niu gradually stopped the pain and fell asleep. Zhao Miaomiao ordered a few more words and went back. Aunt Tian said she would send her off, but when she saw that Uncle Tian was not at home and the child was not being taken care of, she reasoned that she would just go back by herself.
Aunt Tian brought her a bright light and watched her leave.
It was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and there were many graves on the road, so Zhao Miaomiao quickened his pace.
Arriving under a tree, a gust of wind blew by, the leaves fell on her, and the fire in the lantern went out.
"Really, what kind of wind is blowing?" Zhao Miaomiao complained.
Unexpectedly, a black shadow under the tree moved towards Zhao Miaomiao, "Zhao Shuimei?"
"Who is it?" Zhao Miaomiao was startled and took a step back.
The man fumbled for a fire pocket from his chest, and blew it up with a prick, revealing a familiar face.
It's Zhao San.
That face was full of scars, especially the blood-soaked scar on the bridge of the nose. He was working as a thug in the casino today and had some disputes with others, he was injured a little bit, drank a little wine, and lay down under the tree in a daze to blow the wind.
Seeing a bright light approaching from a distance, he only saw a woman and couldn't see her face clearly, so he didn't move. It wasn't until she heard the voice that she realized it was her.
Zhao San took a step closer and reached out his hand.
Zhao Miaomiao backed away again, but she could smell the alcohol on this man, and she couldn't catch up with him getting drunk.
"Didn't your lantern go out? I'll light it for you." Zhao San didn't move, his expression dim.
Zhao Miaomiao looked at the fire folder in his hand, and then at his own lantern, raising it higher.
Zhao San reached in and lit the lantern, and the light shone on Zhao Miaomiao's face. His slender eyelashes were like two small cattail fans, and his eyes were bright, a bit like a deer he once hunted.
"Thank you." Zhao Miaomiao thanked and left.
Zhao San blew out the torch and followed slowly.
"What are you doing with me?" Zhao Miaomiao turned around and asked, this person is so weird that he still wants to be bad for him.
She is not the original owner who is weak and unable to fight back.
"I didn't follow you, I also took this path." Zhao San smiled in the dark.
Having said that, he was indeed going this way, and Zhao Miaomiao didn't care about him anymore, and walked on by himself.
After crossing a river, there are more houses in the distance, and they are much brighter. Zhao Miaomiao stopped, took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and threw it to him, "You don't have to follow me, this is a thank you gift for lighting the lamp for me. You don't have to do this in the future."
Zhao San caught it in a daze, opened it and smelled it, and knew it was a medicine for golden sores. Some joy and some disappointment in my heart.
Just as he was about to catch up, he saw a person rushing towards Zhao Shuimei, "Shuimei, I'm going to pick you up, are you okay?"
"It's okay, why are you here?"
"I went to deliver books to Uncle Zhao, and he said that you went to see a doctor at Aunt Tian's house. Aunt Tian's house lives in a remote place, so I'm worried. Who is that person?" Lu Xiuwen saw a figure who couldn't see clearly in the dark.