"Just give whatever is valuable." Hong Gu was anxious, "As long as the child can be saved, I think there is nothing that can't be done! I'll go to the cafeteria to see what good things the department store has and buy some to prepare."
Without waiting for Zhao Wei to give her the money, Hong Gu ran out in a hurry.
Wang Caigu sighed: "Honggu is really capable. With her around, we can worry less."
Zhao Wei didn't say anything, but just held Yunxiu's hand tighter.
If only the master were here, there wouldn't be all these worries. Alas... He sends a telegram every other day, and I don't know if the other party has received it.
Thinking of this, he became panicked and decided to go crazy and hurry up.
If I can bring the master back, that would be even better. If not, that would be his fate. Sigh...
So, after coaxing Yunxiu to sleep, he left Wang Caigu to take care of her while he went to the post office.
This address was guessed based on the direction Lin Qinghe planned to travel.
It is almost impossible for the other party to receive the letter.
Sure enough, after he gave his name and address, the clerk returned a thick stack of letters to him.
"Oh...how much money do you have? You can't spend money like this. Think carefully about the name and address. What's wrong with them? All the letters have been returned. Sigh..."
Zhao Wei spread out the letters and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought about how happy he was when he sent the letters.
This is really bad luck. All the money was returned.
However, when he was about to collect all the letters and put them in a larger envelope, he suddenly realized something, spread out the letters again, and read them one by one.
Silently count in your mind, and come to a conclusion that among so many letters, two were not returned.
One of the letters asked whether Lin Qinghe was currently writing his own medical encyclopedia.
The other letter was a good news letter stating that he was going to be a father, and Lin Qinghe was going to be promoted to a legal advisor.
Since the other party did not return these two letters, it can only mean that they were signed for by him personally.
But, after reading the letter, shouldn’t I write back to myself as soon as possible?
Then why...it's been a month and there's still not a single word?
Master, do you really not want to come back?
Zhao Wei believed in Lin Qinghe very much. When he thought that it would be difficult for him to see Lin Qinghe again in the future, he felt empty inside.
Lin Qinghe is his biggest concern in this world. He is the grandfather who adopted him in his previous life and the person he is closest to and whom he cannot let go of!
Although he felt a little heavy-hearted, he still picked up the pen and planned to write a last letter to Lin Qinghe.
If there is still no response, he will stop writing.
This is a letter asking for help. Alas...it is said that distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. He has no other choice!
After sending the letter, Zhao Wei took the thick paper envelope and walked onto the street.
There were a lot of pedestrians and the weather was quite hot, but he felt a chill in his heart and his whole body was filled with a chill that kept strangers away.
Just as he walked across a street and through an alley and was about to head towards the county hospital, a panting voice suddenly came from behind him.
"You little bastard, your master has called you so many times, are you deaf?"
"Oh my god, I've been chasing you for more than ten minutes. Aren't you usually quite smart? Why are you so slow today?"
Zhao Wei's whole body froze, as if he was cast under a spell. This voice... was rough and a little hoarse, and the ending tone was also a little subtle and gentle, which was familiar to him.
He turned around abruptly, and the sunlight from the alley entrance shone obliquely, outlining a familiar figure.
He was wearing a washed-out blue cloth jacket and carrying an old canvas bag. He looked thinner than the last time they met, but his eyes were still bright as ever, staring at him angrily.
"Master... Master? Is it really you? Am I dreaming?"
Zhao Wei's voice was trembling, and the paper envelope in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and the letters were scattered all over the floor.
Lin Qinghe panted, walked over slowly, and picked up the letters on the ground.
"You, this is your reaction when you see your master?"
Zhao Wei went over excitedly, hugged Lin Qinghe, and let out a whimpering sound as if his throat was blocked.
He has lived two lives and is about to become a father, but at this moment he suddenly turns back into the half-grown child who followed his grandfather.
"Why did you come just now..." He choked up and said, "I sent so many letters... I thought... I thought you wouldn't come again..."
"Why are you crying? You are such a loser."
Lin Qinghe patted him on the back, his tone was firm, but his hands were shaking, "I was collecting herbs in the high mountains, and it was difficult for me to receive your urgent telegram. Now that I'm back, look at you... Tsk tsk..."
He pushed Zhao Wei away and looked him up and down. "I heard Yunxiu is pregnant? How is she now?"
When this matter was mentioned, Zhao Wei finally held back his tears and quickly explained the situation. At the end, he said anxiously: "The doctor said that the pulse is unstable and there is no reason for it. I am very nervous..."
"I see." Lin Qinghe tidied up the heavy cloth bag on his body, and then said, "Where is your wife? Take me to see her."
Zhao Wei then remembered the important matter and quickly pulled his master to the hospital.
"It's in the county hospital. Master, please go and take a look. You must have a way!"
Along the way, Zhao Wei told Lin Qinghe the whole story, from the death of Grandma Yunxiu, to her miscarriage, to the bad things in Ku Shui Village. His words were incoherent.
Lin Qinghe listened without interrupting, but just calculated in his mind how much time had passed. If the time was shorter, he might still be able to take action.
But if there is an accident, we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate.
He was already in a hurry, but Zhao Wei had finally found a way to tie him back. In order for his disciple to inherit his mantle, he now had to work hard to keep him.
When they arrived at the hospital and just entered the ward, Hong Gu was peeling an apple. When she saw Lin Qinghe, the knife in her hand stopped.
She doesn't know many people.
Next to her was the old doctor whom she had hired with two cans of food and a pound of pork. It was said that he was a very skilled doctor.
At this time, the other party was taking the patient's pulse with his eyes closed and shaking his head, and no one knew what he had taken out.
Zhao Wei quickly introduced: "Auntie Hong, this is my master Lin Qinghe. He knows medical skills and is a rare and miraculous doctor."
Hong Gu finally reacted and quickly stood up with a smile on her face: "Uh... please sit down! I was so rude just now."
As he said that, he moved to the side to make room for Lin Qinghe.
At this time, the old Chinese doctor had finally finished taking the patient's pulse and was staring at them with an unhappy look on his face.
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