Chapter 25: Strange Power

The dilapidated road was bumpy and it was easy to fall if you were not careful while walking on it. The little devil had never been to such a place before and he stumbled all the way.

But at this moment his attention was on catching the child, and he rarely complained about the bad environment.

However, the alley was so narrow that only two people could pass through at the same time. There were more and more bloodstains on the ground, and the drops of blood were getting bigger and bigger.

Xu Wan groaned and said, "We have to find him quickly."

The child was badly injured.

Hearing this, the two children quickened their pace and ran inside.

The children of this age were running very fast, but Xu Wan could hardly keep up. She turned her head and said to Cui Liu, "Follow them and protect them secretly. Don't interfere with the rest."

"yes."

Zong Wenxiu knew the way and knew that the child was heading straight for the slums, so even after the bloodstains disappeared for a while, he still knew which way to go. He grew up here and knew everything about it very well.

The little devil was only focused on running, following his half-brother and rushing forward, waving countless spider webs and kicking away countless broken windows and rotten wood on the way.

Finally, I saw the child in a narrow corner. The little boy had lost too much blood and fell to the ground. His tattered and thin clothes were all red. Even so, he was still trying hard to get up. Like a snail, he tried again and again, but fell to the ground powerlessly again and again.

The little boy's eyes were red, but he was still struggling desperately.

Zong Wenxiu quickly ran over to help him.

The little devil was watching from a distance. He complained about the dirtiness of the child and observed him without blinking, his eyes full of curiosity.

What a strange person, what a strange power.

What is he doing?

Zong Wenxiu's body was covered in blood and mud, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he anxiously comforted him, "You are badly injured. You can't move around anymore. It will hurt. The doctor will be here soon. Wait for him to check you out before you get up."

The child under his command was so thin that he seemed to be just a bunch of bones. He did not dare to press him hard for fear of hurting him further.

But when the little boy heard this, he struggled even more violently. This time his strength was so great that he actually knocked Zong Wenxiu to the ground.

"ah……"

Hearing his half-brother yelling, the little devil who was watching hurried over to help. He had fought a lot and had a lot of practical experience. He used his hands and feet to pin the kid to the ground: "Don't move, I'm not going to hold back."

Xu Wan saw this scene as soon as she arrived: "Jincheng! Why are you fighting?"

Tears flowed from the little boy’s eyes as he was being pressed down. His voice changed from sobbing to crying loudly: “Let me go, please let me go. I don’t want to see a doctor. I can’t afford the medicine. I really can’t afford it… I have a younger sister to support at home. I really can’t afford the medicine… Please, please let me go. I kowtow to you, I kowtow to you…”

The little boy was pinned to the ground with only his head able to move. He banged his head hard on the ground, causing blood to drip from his forehead.

Zong Wenxiu was shocked and quickly pulled his brother up from the man.

The little boy who had lost control wanted to run again, but he had no strength left after this ordeal. He collapsed on the ground, crying silently. At this moment, speaking became a luxury.

The little devil's eyes widened, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

What is he talking about?

Because he couldn't afford the medicine, he ran away so desperately. Although he was clearly a victim, he was unwilling to take the chance that they would be willing to take responsibility, so he ran away desperately.

What kind of despair is this?

It was at this moment that the little devil looked at him carefully. In the coldest days of winter, the little boy was only wearing a single piece of clothing, his face was covered with frostbite, his hands and feet were in a terrible state, and blood was still oozing from his head and body. However, he looked like an old man with no life, and the sad desire in his eyes was so obvious. He just wanted them to let him go.

Cuizhi behind her was also touched. She wanted to speak up to help but saw Xu Wan shaking her head at her.

It was Zong Wenxiu who reacted first. He took off his cloak and wrapped it around the child.

The little boy, whose face was blue and purple from the frostbite, was wrapped in warm clothes, and his consciousness, which was about to fade away, was slowly brought back to consciousness.

But Zong Wenxiu sneezed violently.

The little devil frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, then grabbed his fox fur cloak with his hands. Under Cuizhi's surprised gaze, he rolled his half-brother over and used it together.

Cuizhi: “…”

I'm disappointed. I thought Master Cheng would send the cloak over like Master Xiu did.

But it's okay this way, at least it's progress. Before, Master Cheng wouldn't even share.

Xu Wan brought the court physician over. As the alley was too small for a carriage to pass through, the court physician also treated patients here. The dim alley suddenly became even more crowded.

"They are just superficial injuries. They will heal with some good medicine."

The little boy shuddered when he heard this, and struggled to prevent the court doctor from giving him medicine.

Zong Wenxiu told him not to worry, but the little boy refused to listen. Finally, the little devil shouted domineeringly: "Don't move. I didn't ask you to pay. We have this medicine in our house."

Perhaps because the scolding sounded scary, the little boy did not dare to resist for the first time and obediently allowed the court doctor to take care of his injuries.

Xu Wan: “…”

This is actually a place where the little devil can show off his abilities.

The court doctor's skills were very skilled. He cleaned the wound and applied medicine very gently, which gradually calmed the little boy's guard.

Zong Wenxiu introduced himself to the two people and asked, "What's your name?"

"Shocked." The little boy replied.

"When the time comes, the sun rises, the temperature warms up, spring thunder rumbles, the rain increases, and everything comes alive," said Zong Wenxiu. "It's a good name full of hope."

I was stunned with shock.

He just found out that his name actually has this meaning.

Seeing him stunned, Zong Wenxiu guessed, "Could it be that I misunderstood, and it's not these two words?"

Her eyes were red with shock, and her voice was choked with sobs: "This is a name that an older brother gave me. I don't know what it means, I just think it sounds nice. If I knew, I would definitely not call myself this..."

He lowered his head and said with self-abasement: "Children born here will not live to be twenty years old. I am not worthy of such a good name."

Zong Wenxiu came from this place and could empathize with the situation very well. Even before he was taken back to the Marquis' Mansion, he had the same thoughts as Jing Jing, wondering how long he could live.

The little devil obviously had no sense of immersion. He casually interrupted and broke Jingchen's painful literature: "Of course the better the name, the better. There are so many people with the same name. What's the point of not matching or not? If you don't want to be called Jingchen, do you want to be called Jingkai?"