Chuiliu Street in Xicheng District is the most chaotic place among the four blocks in Jiangcheng.

Except for the aboriginal residents, most of the people here fled from the desert.

Therefore, on the entire street, you can see randomly built sheds, abandoned ancestral halls, temples, abandoned courtyards, and people fleeing for famine everywhere.

The identities of these people are complex and mixed, and small cases such as deception and abduction occur frequently all year round, becoming a chronic disease in the court's treatment files.

However, everything has two sides.

Among these people who fled famine, there are many who are crouching tigers, hidden dragons. Especially in the field of handicrafts, they have played a huge role in the economic development of Jiangcheng.

Furniture, saddles, kitchen utensils, wood chopping knives, long swords and broadswords...anything that needs to be made by hand, you want the best. Within a radius of ten miles, you can only find what you want when you come to Xicheng District.<

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These displaced people brought turmoil, but also hope and prosperity.

One is short and the other is long. Comparing the two, its long-term existence is inevitable.

Xia Qianqian stood on the street of Chuiliu Street, looking at the endless stream of pedestrians on the street, and the information about Feng Wei came together bit by bit in her mind.

In the fragmented memory of the original owner, she gradually confirmed a piece of news.

Some things really happened.

For example, the original owner met Feng Wei.

The reason why they met must be that Feng Wei deliberately approached Xia Chi in order to take advantage of him.

The original owner was simple by nature, and after being bullied by everyone, she naturally developed a good impression of the first person who extended a friendly olive branch to her.

Afterwards, Feng Wei taught her martial arts, trained her, and wanted her to become his sword in Jiangcheng.

That silly girl was unsuspecting, and since then she has become what everyone calls the Jade-Faced Immortal.

After recounting the grievances between the two, Xia Qianqian felt cold in her heart and her eyes became colder.

The green tent carriage stopped under the big tree at the street corner. Hu Tang stood beside her and suggested worriedly: "Qianqian, Feng Wei is insidious and ruthless, and now he is a desperado. I think we should still

Inform the government officials of his hiding place and let the officials handle it."

"If you are afraid, go back and wait for me."

"I'm not afraid!" Hu Tang grabbed her sleeve, "I just think this is what the government should do, why should you take the risk alone?"

"I have a grudge with Feng Wei." She explained coldly, "My father is in his hands, so it needs to be resolved privately."

"Private grudge?" Hu Tang's face cracked, "You and him..."

"I can't remember clearly." Xia Qianqian said calmly: "He once claimed that I was his woman, but after I fell into the water, my memory of him was completely wiped out."

Hu Tang was speechless, and Qingfeng beside him also looked strange.

A simple sentence is enough to make people imagine a drama of love, hate and hatred.

A couple fell in love. The heroine fell into the water and lost her memory. She forgot about the man and fell in love with a prince. Naturally, the bandit lover was not willing to accept it.

Hu Tang thought for a moment and flatly denied: "What kind of love is there? It must be that he has love for you, but you disdain it. That's why he has a grudge, so he targets you everywhere and hijacks your father."

"Qianqian, don't worry, I will definitely help you rescue daddy."

At noon, the sun was so fierce that the leaves of the big trees on the street could not withstand the scorching heat, and they wilted and drooped.

In the distance, outside the earthen wall at the entrance of an abandoned yard, under the shade of trees, beggars in tattered clothes were lying in twos and threes on leaky straw mats, with gray faces and dull eyes.

The strange vehicle here successfully attracted their attention.

The little beggar who led them here was nicknamed Smart Rat.

He jumped down from the carriage shaft, ran over with two bags in his hand, and said, "Come quickly, the young master is kind-hearted and has given us food."

When the bag was opened, white steamed buns were revealed.

A group of people's eyes suddenly shone and they came forward one after another.

The clever mouse distributed the steamed buns to them one by one and warned: "Everyone will be hungry first. The girl gave me a reward. There is a bag of rice in the car. We will make a fire to cook it later so that everyone can have a full meal."
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"Thank you, sir."

"Thank you, girl."

Everyone took the steamed buns and bowed to Xia Qianqian and Hu Tang.

Xia Qianqian swept across the crowd and landed on a mother and daughter sitting on a broken mat.

Everyone came to compete for the steamed buns, but the woman was the only one holding the child in her arms, with tears in her eyes, a dull look on her face, and no reaction to anything happening around her.

Looking down, Xia Qianqian's heart trembled, and her whole heart clenched together.

Under the fluffy hair, the little girl's whole face was red, and the blush on her neck spread to her collar.

It was a bit far away, but with her sharp eyes, she immediately judged that such a rash was unusual.

She stepped forward quickly, reached out and pulled down the collar of the child's neck, and immediately took a breath of air.

The rash on her chest was worse than the rash on her neck.

"What are you doing?" Her sudden move caused the woman to scream. She hugged the child tightly and stared at Xia Qianqian warily.

"What are you doing!" Hu Tang saw that the woman was losing her composure and was afraid of hurting others. He hurriedly stood in front of Xia Qianqian and yelled angrily: "She is a doctor and she has good intentions to look at your child. Why are you excited?"

When there was a commotion here, the clever mouse trotted forward, bowed to the two of them, turned around and whispered: "Ms. Liu, the young master and the young lady are all kind-hearted people. They don't mean any harm."

Smart Mouse bowed to Xia Qianqian again, "Miss, Liu Niang's child is sick. Recently, we used all the coins we begged to hire a doctor. However, after taking the decoction for two days, the condition did not improve, but became more and more serious.

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Smart Mouse's eyes were sour, and he raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears from his eyes, "Today, the doctor said she was hopeless, and asked us to wait..."

"Liu Niang is also a hard-working person... How will she live without her daughter..."

Smart Mouse's words touched Liu Niang, tears gurgled from the corners of her eyes, and she finally burst into tears.

"With me, she can't die."

Xia Qianqian pushed Hu Tang behind her and said word by word: "Ms. Liu, would you like me to treat your daughter?"

Her words seemed to come out of the air, like a thunder rolling across the sky.

Everyone present stopped moving and held their breath.

Liu Niang raised her eyes and looked at the young face in front of her.

In Jiangcheng, the gentleman sitting in a so-called century-old shop has been practicing medicine for decades and has a big beard, but he is still helpless about this disease. Can the woman in front of him be saved?

Liu Niang hesitated in her heart. She lowered her head and looked at the child's red face, and felt a little touched in her heart.

Even if there is a glimmer of hope, she will never give up.

She raised her eyes, tears rolling down her eyes, "Miss, please, save my child, save her."

"Okay."

Xia Qianqian turned sideways and ordered: "Ji Ling Shu, go and persuade the people around you. When I am treating patients, I am not allowed to watch around. Let them all retreat ten feet away.

The smart mouse kept nodding, turned around and shouted, "We don't want to delay the lady's diagnosis. Go over there and let's make a fire to make porridge."

A group of people were curious, but could not resist the temptation of rice porridge, so they all left.

Seeing this, Hu Tang put away the jade-handled fan, lifted up his sleeves, and said generously: "Qianqian, tell me what needs to be done, and I will be your helper."

"This disease is extremely contagious."
Chapter completed!