Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 69: Encounter Long Martingale

Chapter 69: Encountering Long Martingale

Zhuyu was shocked, "Miss, let the slaves come."

At this moment, Lu Liangwei lighted his hand, and the little beggar had been hugged by someone.

Seeing the person coming, Lu Liangwei was a little surprised, "Why are you?"

The seventh day of the month glanced at her and said nothing.

Only then did Lu Liangwei see Long Yang walking behind him.

Today, the man wore a very ordinary cyan robe and walked on the bustling street, but he couldn't hide the full of grace and grace.

Looking at it from a distance, the unpredictable eyes made people breathe tightly, and an invisible pressure enveloped them.

He held a folding fan in his hand, but he didn't open it, just held it.

He walked in a leisurely pavilion, a little lazy and scattered.

The face that is not close to strangers is full of abstinence, which attracts pedestrians to stop and watch.

It's just that there is a strong aura in him, which makes people dare not make it easily and can only look at it from a distance.

When he got closer, Lu Liangwei realized that his expression showed a hint of paleness.

Long Yang stopped and looked at the little girl who had just reached his chest. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his eyes fell on her deliberately ugly face with some playfulness.

She deliberately drew her slender eyebrows very thick, and spotted spots on her cheeks and forehead, covering her original pure and glamorous face.

Perceiving the man's gaze on his face, Lu Liang couldn't help feeling dazed, coughing lightly, and then said, "Why are you here too?"

After that, thinking of anything, without waiting for him to speak, he said: "This child is very badly injured, so I have to find a doctor nearby to treat him." After all, he looked around, just ahead. Not far away, there is a medical hall, "Go there."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he glanced at Long Martingale and saw that he nodded, so he hugged the child and walked quickly to the hospital.

Lu Liang was not relieved, and followed him.

The child was indeed very pitiful. He was so skinny and hungry. After being kicked heavily by Chen Xuping, he fell into a severe coma.

When the doctor in the medical clinic saw the child, he was taken aback, "Why is it hurt like this? Put the child down soon."

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he carried the child on the bamboo couch by the window, and the doctor in the medical clinic immediately walked over and began to diagnose the child.

After that, the doctor prescribed another prescription and asked the doctor in the clinic to grab the medicine and fry it.

When the doctor was treating the child, Lu Liangwei was watching quietly.

She is very passionate and interested in Chinese medicine.

In fact, this child can also be treated, but the hospital is near, and she immediately thought of sending it to the hospital first, but she did not expect to encounter Long Yang.

At this time, seeing the old doctor's diagnosis and treatment, Lu Liangwei immediately stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, this child, is there anything wrong, right?"

The old doctor took a look at her, then looked at the unconscious child on the bamboo couch. He quickly understood, and sighed: "This child usually doesn't have enough food and clothing, and his body lacks nutrition. After receiving a heavy blow, he would vomit blood and become unconscious. If he is not sent for treatment in time, the child will not survive tonight."

Lu Liang heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "Doctor Lao is here." As he said, he reached out and touched the pocket on his waist and paid him the consultation fee.

"Doctor, this child probably won't wake up in a short while, and I don't think he has anywhere else to go. I would trouble the doctor to bother. At least wait until he recovers before letting him go."

(End of this chapter)

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