Chapter 857: Widow of Three Nations

"Uncle, are you a doctor?" The little girl looked at Ning Tao curiously, forgetting the injuries on her palms and the pain.
Ning Tao nodded his head, and then patted the Japanese sun gourd hanging on his waist, and said with a smile: "You see no, this is my medicine gourd, uncle I am a doctor who hangs the pot, I do n’t want your money Take me to show your mother. "
"Well! Uncle you ... if you cure my mother, I'll give you a hoe!" In a word, the little girl turned and ran to that room, and ran again and said, "Mother, mother ... have Uncle Doctor is coming to see you ... Uncle, come on! "
She was a little too excited.
Ning Tao walked towards her, but her heart was moved and sad. She was so poor that she had only dignity, but she was willing to take her dignity as a reward just to ask someone to see her mother.
The little girl advanced the door.
Ning Tao came to the door. There wasn't even a decent piece of furniture in the room. There was only a wooden bed supported by bricks. There was no quilt on the bed. There was also a bench and a commode, so that the room was filled with an unpleasant smell.
These are not the points.
The moment she saw the face of the woman lying in bed, Ning Tao seemed to be shocked, and the whole person froze.
The woman lying on the bed was not someone else, but the spirit of the ancestor Dan.
Of course she would not call the name "Danling", and she didn't know what to look for, but she was exactly the same as the red woman he had seen countless times. The good friends of the Taiping Princess including the Tang Dynasty, Xun Xian, look exactly like her.
There is no doubt that her strange dream must be hidden in her mind, and there must be a woman in red with a skull in her dream.
This is really how it is. With Zundan ’s drug allergic reaction going into time and space, the spirit of Zunzu ’s spirit is equal to his coordinates. Every time he enters time and space, the spirit of Zundan ’s spirit must be in his nearby!
"Uncle, come in quickly," the little girl urged, looking anxious.
Ning Tao came back to God, and he walked in.
The woman struggled to get up, and when she was about to speak, she suddenly coughed violently.
Ning Tao hurriedly came to the bedside, clutching her shoulder with her hand: "Lie down, don't get up."
The woman blushed, but it was sickly red, and her voice was weak: "Men and women are incompetent."
After all this, I still think about her famous festival, the ancients' thinking is really difficult to understand.
Ning Tao said: "This is a good thing, but there is a saying that the disease is not to avoid the doctor, please be assured that the girl, I just want to see you for treatment, there is no light heart."
In the past, time and space have become familiar, and there is a bit of ancient charm in speaking.
Of course, his purpose is not just to see her for treatment, but it can't be said.
"Then, then ... there is a doctor." The woman was a little nervous, she reached out her hand and covered her mouth, for fear of coughing again, Tang hurried the young doctor.
"I'll give the girl a pulse first," Ning Tao said.
The woman stretched out her hand near the edge of the bed, laid it flat on the bed, and said a word: "I think a woman, doctor do n’t call me a girl anymore. The doctor can also call me Weiyang. "
Xue Weiyang, the name is poetic, not a name that ordinary people can take out. She also has a kind of book-like atmosphere that the Yamanomura woman does not have, giving a sense of beauty and elegance.
She shouldn't be sick in this destitute home. She should sit in the attic of Jingming Jing or embroider to match her temperament. But how much do people in this world match in this world?
"My name is Ning Tao." Ning Tao also made an extremely simple introduction, and he had already diagnosed her when he spoke.
She contracted the plague.
Fortunately, he came, or she would infect her daughter.