Chapter 842: Chapter 845: Can You Really Save My Mom?
Xiaoxiao instantly understood Shitou’s mother’s words—she was worried about spending silver. From what she could tell, it seemed to be just a fever, with no other symptoms. So Xiaoxiao said, "Big sister, we have herbs for treating fever with us. Wait here, I’ll go brew some medicine for you."
Upon hearing this, Shitou’s mother didn’t know what to say. Her eyes filled with tears, "Sister."
"Big sister, you don’t have to worry about anything. Just focus on getting better. Little Shitou is waiting for you to take care of him," Xiaoxiao comforted her.
"Thank you, sister." As expected, mentioning Little Shitou made Shitou’s mother agree, and Xiaoxiao thought, like mother, like son—they both care deeply for each other.
"No problem, big sister. You should rest first, and I’ll come back later," Xiaoxiao said as she exited and went off to find the herbs.
As soon as Xiaoxiao stepped inside, Yang Ming said, "Wife, you watch the child. I’m going out for a while."
"Where are you going?" Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.
"I’m helping Little Shitou go find a doctor for his mom," Yang Ming was a soft-hearted person. Little Shitou had seen that he had a carriage and pleaded with him. Unable to refuse, Yang Ming had to make a special trip in the middle of the night. There should be a doctor in town, and even though this place is remote, he should return after a night of travel and not delay their departure tomorrow.
Yang Ming was about to leave when Xiaoxiao held him back, "Dear, no need to go. I just checked; that big sister just has a fever. Didn’t we bring herbs? I’ll go brew some medicine for her now."
"Just a fever?" Yang Ming asked.
"Yes, just a fever. She’s burning up and needs to take medicine to cool down quickly," Xiaoxiao nodded.
Xiaoxiao felt very grateful; Xue Shiyi really gave them a package of good things, essential herbs for traveling. There were herbs for headaches and fever, colds and coughs, and bruises and injuries. Each package had clear labeling for its treatment purpose.
Little Shitou, upon hearing the conversation between Yang Ming and Xiaoxiao, became very excited, "Auntie, can you really save my mom?"
"Your mom just has a fever. Once she drinks the medicine, she’ll get better. Don’t worry," Xiaoxiao reassured him.
Little Shitou was still a bit skeptical, "Really? Auntie."
"Yes, really."
"Thank you, Auntie. You’re really a Divine Doctor."
"..." If only she were a Divine Doctor—she was still searching for one.
Xiaoxiao awkwardly smiled, realizing that’s how children think—anyone who can cure their mom is a great person.
"Auntie is not a Divine Doctor. Auntie just happened to carry herbs that can cure your mom’s illness."
"Being able to save my mom’s illness is being a Divine Doctor."
"..." Xiaoxiao was at a loss for words, so she stopped discussing it, "Alright, Little Shitou, let’s hurry to brew the medicine for your mom, and once she drinks it, she’ll be cured."
"Yes, let’s hurry," Little Shitou agreed happily.
Later, Xiaoxiao took out the herbs for treating high fever, but was intercepted by Yang Ming, "Honey, let me brew the medicine. You stay here with our son and rest."
"Let me go do it," Xiaoxiao wanted Yang Ming to rest, knowing he was also tired from the journey.
But Yang Ming refused and said affectionately, "You should go lie down. When the medicine is ready, I’ll call you, and you can take it to the big sister."
Yang Ming finished speaking and went with Little Shitou to the kitchen, leaving Xiaoxiao watching the child with a face full of happy smiles.