Chapter 1027: My sister must cure me.

Although the standard 'cell regeneration fluid' has not yet been made, this alternative can already be used by patients.
Bai Yu taught the method of intravenous injection to a group of doctors who set up free medical sites at various corners. It is widely advertised that the families of patients with patients in the family will send the patients to the site to receive the injection of regenerant.
Many of these patients are already close to the exhaustion of the oil, and the drugs are free. They send the family and the dead horse is a living doctor.
Who knows, this drug is used only after a few hours, these seemingly exhausted patients, the spirit is much better.
And those with milder conditions are more effective.
"With this medicine, can the disease be better?" After a ten-year-old boy was shot, the teenager was lying on the door panel, covered with a thick quilt, and he had a small face with a white face. He has and white eyes.
Bai Hao shook his head: "I can't, just can temporarily save your life. If you want to cure you, you need to take a medicine. The medicine has not been refined yet. When the sister has finished the medicine, you will take another shot. I will be able to get better slowly when I get there."
The young boy nodded a little and his eyes were red. "My sister must cure me. I have to grow up. When I grow up, I have to make a lot of money, let my sister read too, and let my sister have a meat." ""
The men and women who sent him heard this, and the tears were like rain, and they couldn’t speak.
The white nose was slightly sour, raising his hand to caress the young boy's black hair, softly said: "Yes, there is a sister, you are sick, you will be better."
Some words, she did not say anything, said no, and did not dare to say.
He is still so small, he has to bear the pain that even adults can't bear.
And her medicine, even if it can finally recover him, there are some injuries, and it is impossible to recover as before. Looking at the men and women standing next to the juvenile, they were dressed thinly, and the thin shirts were patched in many places. The nose was frozen and red, the face was dry yellow, and the skinny was only skinny.
Looking at them, she thought of her when she first came to the world. At that time, she was even thinner than the boy in front of her. She never crossed the clothes and the patch was layer after layer.
In this world, how many people are suffering like this?
She sighed and untied the purse tied to her waist. When her teenage parents wiped their tears, they sneaked under the teenager's pillow. They didn't say anything and let them go back on their own.
February 15th.
The sky was a bit gloomy, and the shadow of the sun was not seen all day long.
The day is very panick, there is no sun during the day, can you see the moon at night?
If there is no moonlight, how can she go back?
"What are you thinking about?" Chu Yu turned over and took a food box to the booth of Bailu, and placed the food box on the table.
The white scorpion returns to God and screams at the food box and asks: "Are you not busy with your feet? How can you give me a meal?"
Chu Yu sat down on the bench next to her and sighed: "The prime minister of the Golden State will be able to arrive in Kyoto tomorrow. If I don't come to see you today, I will not be free until tomorrow."
Bai Hao sighed and asked: "Wangfang Princess and Qianhua Prince, can they be okay?"
Chu Hao shook his head: "I don't know, I just sent them to the palace, but I don't know anything else." He was busy, and he had time to manage the brothers and sisters.