"Godmother, you're back!"
In the distance, a small figure came down the stone steps like a butterfly, hopping and jumping, and then dived into Lin Bing's arms.
It was not until this moment that Lin Bing finally put his heart back into his stomach.
She hugged Song Rushuang tightly, as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world.
"You girl, you really scared your godmother to death, do you know that? On the way back, your godmother suspected that she was dreaming. She has been looking for you for so long, and you are finally back."
Lin Bing's voice was choked with sobs.
All the worries and fears in her life were probably "contributed" to her goddaughter.
To be honest, the feeling is not very good.
But rather than complaining, she was more grateful.
Fortunately it was Song Rushuang. If it was any other child, would they still be able to come back?
"Godmother, I'm sorry to have worried you."
After a pause, Song Rushuang asked with some concern:
"How is my mother now?"
"Chen Yao has already taken her to Luocheng to see Dr. Wade An. Don't worry, your mother will be fine."
Before Song Rushuang could say anything, a burst of hurried footsteps came from not far away.
And a familiar and old male voice: "Why are you looking for some foreigner to treat you? I'm afraid you've forgotten about me, an old man?"
Who else could be speaking except Mr. Bai?
Lin Bing stood up and patted his forehead: "Yes, how could I have forgotten you? It was all because the situation was critical at the time, so I suggested that Shen Yao go directly to Luocheng."
In the final analysis, caring too much will lead to confusion.
No one can say that Lin Bing and Shen Yao’s decision was wrong.
We cannot conclude that Western medicine is useless just because traditional Chinese medicine has a long history.
As someone who traveled from a hundred years later, Song Rushuang naturally knew better than anyone that Western medicine had occupied almost 98% of China's medical resources and national will in the following hundred years.
So, it’s not a question of trust or distrust.
Mr. Bai didn't dwell on this issue too much.
Even though he came to Kongyun Temple, he never stayed in his meditation room honestly.
Either I run up the mountain today, or I go down the mountain to the town.
Sometimes he doesn’t come back for two or three days.
It just happened that he came back today, but if he hadn't come back, he couldn't just let Duan Dinglan wait like this.
Song Rushuang poked her head out from behind Lin Bing and called out to Bai Lao in a sweet voice:
"Grandpa Bai."
"Oh, Xiao Qi."
Then he was startled and screamed in surprise: "Xiao Qi?! You are here? Weren't you lost?"
Anyone who saw Song Rushuang at this time and place would be so surprised that they would be speechless.
Song Rushuang smiled awkwardly. Everyone's first reaction when they saw her was almost all surprised at why she appeared in Kongyun Temple.
She had already joked around in front of Lin Bing before, so naturally she wouldn't tell the truth in front of Old Bai now.
Compared with the last time, Song Rushuang received Lin Bing's "full support" this time.
"Old Bai, look at what you said. My Xiaoqi is a lucky person. I think she must have been brought here by Xi Shaoan's people this time, and then she found a chance to escape."
Although Lin Bing found a pretty good excuse for Song Rushuang.
There is even no need for Song Rushuang, the person involved, to cooperate.
But these words are full of loopholes. If you think about it carefully, you can find that something is wrong.
Fortunately, Mr. Bai didn't dwell too much on this issue.
Right now, he clearly had something more important to ask Song Rushuang.
"Xiao Qi, let me ask you, the method you gave Chen Yao to treat his leg, do you have any previous experience?"
Song Rushuang took a deep look at the curious Bai Lao, then said in a deep voice: "No one has ever tried it before, so I can't guarantee that if you use it on Uncle Shen, it will be successful in making him stand up."
Song Rushuang would never do anything like making a guarantee.
Even though she has 100% confidence.
However, she couldn't share this confidence with others.
Old Bai nodded in satisfaction, and found Song Rushuang's caution very rare.
"It's okay. We're all just doctors, not gods who can move mountains and cross seas. How can we be absolutely sure of our safety? Let me ask you, if you say you have 100% confidence, then I'd think you're not very reliable."
After a pause, Bai Lao continued:
"These past few days, I've prepared many of the ingredients for the recipe, except for one ingredient: Phoenix Ash. I know it must be a substitute for something, but I really don't know what it is. Luckily, you're here. Tell me quickly, what exactly is this Phoenix Ash?"
Song Rushuang's expression was somewhat strange. She then moved closer to Old Bai and waved her hand to signal him to bend down.
“Grandpa Bai, after I tell you, please don’t tell Uncle Shen.”
"Don't worry, I'll definitely keep this secret for you. But, what exactly is that Phoenix Ash? The more mysterious you are, the more curious I, an old man, become."
Song Rushuang hesitated for a while. Although it was a little difficult to speak, she had to speak out:
"Actually, the phoenix is the golden pheasant. You have to get the golden pheasant's droppings, dry them, and grind them into powder."
"I see. This is the first time I've heard of it. China has a history of 5,000 years, and there are thousands of ancient methods. Even at my age, I still don't know them all. Now I'm really learning from them."
Song Rushuang reminded him with some concern:
"Please don't tell this news to Uncle Shen. I'm worried that he will have a knot in his heart."
After all, not everyone can accept such strange things as medicine.
But Mr. Bai felt that she was being too cautious.
"What's the big deal? Isn't this a normal thing? If he wants to stand up, but can't even bear this little grievance? Then what else does he want to say?"
Song Rushuang was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a little amused.
These two things seem to have nothing to do with each other.
However, in this matter, Song Rushuang decided to follow Bai Lao's opinion.
"I'll leave it to you."
Anyway, it wasn't because of her that Shen Xing's defense was broken, so if they were to find the "culprit", they would look for Bai Lao, but they couldn't find her.
Lin Bing stretched his neck to look over here.
Watching Song Rushuang pull the person aside, and seeing Bai Lao's expression change from questioning to understanding, and finally to relief and laughter.
It was obvious what was said.
Because the old man and the child both lowered their voices deliberately, Lin Bing could only vaguely hear some of the content.
This also made Lin Bing suddenly have many bad premonitions.
"What do you mean by listening to him?"
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