In the inner room, Xiao Yunze saw Xiaoyun, whose face was sallow, lying on the bed sobbing, her eyes empty and lifeless, as if she was experiencing great pain. He felt very uncomfortable.

He had never thought before why there were so many illnesses in this world, and why they had to target the unfortunate people.

Xiao Yunze suppressed his surging emotions, walked to the bedside and gently called out twice, "Xiao Yun."

As if hearing a call, Xiaoyun looked towards him, her eyelids drooping, as if she didn't have the strength to open her eyes completely.

A tender but weak voice sounded, "Big brother, who are you?"

No one had ever called him brother before, so Xiao Yunze felt a little uncomfortable and tried to speak softly. "Big brother... Big brother is here to see you. What's wrong with you, Xiaoyun?"

"Are you a doctor?"

"Brother Doctor, can you cure me? I'm sick. Mother cries every day, and her eyes are red and swollen. She used to love to laugh."

"Can you heal me? Then mother, mother can be happy like before. I like to see mother smile."

The child's innocent words struck Xiao Yunze's heart word by word.

Xiao Yunze clenched his fists, placed his big palm on Xiaoyun's head, and uttered a reassuring word: "Okay."

Next, Xiao Yunze took several videos for Xiaoyun according to Song Tingwan's request.

Although the little guy was seriously ill, he was very cooperative. Xiao Yunze quickly took the tablet computer to the clinic.

Inside the house, Chen knelt down and kowtowed three times towards where he had left. "Your Highness, Xiaoyun is in the care of you and the Goddess! If you can save our Xiaoyun, I'll do anything!"

On this side, Song Tingwan didn't have to wait long before Xiao Yunze appeared again.

As soon as they arrived at the pharmacy, before they could even catch their breath, Xiao Yunze immediately handed the tablet in his hand to Song Tingwan, saying solemnly, "Miss Song, please."

Song Tingwan met his worried eyes and felt warm in her heart.

If he had been running back and forth for the people of Feng County before, it was because they were his people and he was doing it for the greater good.

But as a member of the Daqing royal family, with a noble status and having lived a life of luxury since childhood, he would actually be so worried and anxious about a child and run back and forth.

Song Tingwan poured a glass of water for Xiao Yunze and opened the tablet to watch the video he had taken.

There are three videos in total, and each video is shot very clearly.

The child in the picture was pale and thin, looking very weak. Xiao Yunze moved him very gently, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

Xiao Yunze saw her watching the video over and over again and then closing the tablet cover. He couldn't help but ask nervously, "Miss Song, how is it?"

Song Tingwan placed the tablet on the counter, his expression somewhat serious. "It should be polio. This disease is very complicated to explain and would be a waste of time, so I won't give you a general explanation. Please sit here for a while. I'll go get the medicine."

"Okay." Although Xiao Yunze didn't understand, he still breathed a sigh of relief. Since Miss Song didn't say it couldn't be cured, there was hope.

Song Tingwan recalled what she had seen in the video. The child's muscles had atrophied in three places. He could feel his lower limbs when Xiao Yunze manipulated them, but it was difficult for him to move them on his own.

In addition to what Xiao Yunze said before, the child's lower limbs could not move when the second fever subsided, and he had vomiting and headache before that.

This is obvious polio, but fortunately the onset is short and not particularly serious, and the patient can return to normal after treatment.

Song Tingwan thought for a while and finally decided to use Ma's moxibustion. Traditional Chinese medicine would heal more slowly, but it was more child-friendly, non-irritating, and more conducive to recovery.

At this moment, she was just thankful that her biological parents left her a shop that combined Chinese and Western medicine.

Song Tingwan took a box of moxa, and took frankincense, angelica, dried scallion roots and other Chinese herbs according to the proportions, ground them into powder and mixed them together to make moxibustion medicine. Finally, he took out a few moxibustion devices, put these things on the counter, explained to Xiao Yunze how to pack the moxa and moxibustion medicine, and told him how to use the moxibustion devices.

"Well, do you understand?"

Xiao Yunze nodded seriously, "Although the process is complicated, I have memorized it."

After working for more than half an hour, Song Tingwan smiled with relief, "That's good. Remember the areas to be moxibustioned, and apply moxibustion to each area for 25 minutes. If the child feels too hot, be sure to add a pad in time."

Xiao Yunze took the handbag and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Miss Song, I've made a note of it."

After Xiao Yunze left, Song Tingwan received a call from Li Jinxiang.

"Girl, the auction is going to start soon. Have you prepared all your things?"

"Grandpa Li, everything is ready." Song Tingwan smiled. Although they had only known each other for a short time, she felt that Li Jinxiang was a very close person and was willing to be close to her.

"Then see when you are free and I will take you to meet my friend."

Presumably, he was talking about the friend who was going to hold an auction. Song Tingwan thought for a moment and asked, "Do I need to bring anything?"

The other party smiled and said, "Of course, you have to bring the things you want to auction."

"There are a lot of procedures to go through at the auction. Each piece of art has to be photographed, appraised, and put into a catalog. That's why the old man contacted you so many days in advance."

So complicated.

After hanging up the phone, Song Tingwan closed the shop and went upstairs to pack up the things she was going to auction.

There were jade, gold, wood, and some unfamiliar ones. Song Tingwan picked out some exquisite and beautiful ones and put them into her hiking bag.

Of course, I haven’t forgotten the vase from last time that wasn’t very pretty but was said to be very expensive.

Thinking of the ink block from last time, Li Jinxiang said that his friend had bought it and the price was very reasonable. He would transfer the money to her when they met.

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