The originally bustling street became quiet due to the appearance of Mr.
Qianji.
Only the vendors setting up street stalls were still there, and occasionally a few old ladies walked by carrying bamboo baskets.
Those people all went to the other side of the street to see Master Qianji.
Yan Xiaomo decided to go see Mr.
Qianji at night.
Well, don't think too much.
There are many people during the day, and Mr.
Qianji may not pay attention to her.
It would be better to wait until night to quietly go to see Mr.
Qianji.
A carriage drove slowly towards them.
The carriage was decorated in an ordinary way and was dozens of times different from Master Qianji's carriage.
The reason why Yan Xiaomo noticed this carriage was not because of its quality, but because she heard a cough coming from inside the carriage.
"Quickly, stop the carriage quickly, the young master is feeling unwell."
A head popped out of the carriage, and the man quickly asked the driver to stop the carriage.
"What's wrong, Master?
Is he sick again?"
The driver's face tightened, and his eyes were filled with distress.
"Yes, go find Dr.
An quickly."
The little maid was almost in tears, her big eyes were blurry with tears, and she was about to cry.
"What should we do?
Why did the young master suddenly fall ill?
It's still a long way from here to Dr.
An's place."
The coachman let out a long sigh and was also very anxious.
The young master fell ill unexpectedly early.
There is still a long way to go before Dr.
An’s place.
What should we do?
"Can you guys need any help?"
Yan Xiaomo took a step forward.
She also stood up and asked after seeing the other party's anxiety.
But if the other party doesn't need her help, then forget it.
The coachman and the little maid looked at each other, and then looked at Yan Xiaomo with wariness in their eyes.
However, I saw that the other person's face was full of sincerity, and he didn't look like a treacherous and evil person.
"Who are you?"
asked the coachman.
"Passers-by, if you need help, I can help you.
If not, I wish you good luck."
Yan Xiaomo said calmly that she couldn't force someone if they didn't want to accept help.
"Uncle Wu, let him take the young master to Dr.
An.
The young master's condition is getting worse and worse."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
The little maid looked back at her young master and found that his face was getting paler and paler, and the suspicion in his eyes was dispelled by worry.
When the coachman heard what the little maid said, he could no longer think so much and said to Yan Xiaomo: "Then please help my young master, young master.
I will definitely write a thank you to young master in the future."
“It’s fun to help others.”
Yan Xiaomo curled his lips slightly and opened the curtain of the carriage.
When he saw the person inside the carriage, Yan Xiaomo's eyes widened and he was a little unbelievable.
It turned out to be Yixing.
What a coincidence.
Yixing's brows were furrowed and his face was pale and bloodless.
Yan Xiaomo helped Yixing up.
Fortunately, her father gave her some skills in this game.
If she was as weak as in the previous game, Yan Xiaomo would definitely not be able to help Yixing up.
"Where is Doctor An?"
Yan Xiaomo asked with a frown, taking Yixing out of the carriage.
At this moment, Yixing was already unconscious.
"Shan Ren Tang."
The little maid blurted out.
"I'll take your young master away first."
After Yan Xiaomo finished speaking, he used Qing Gong to fly towards Shanren Hall with Yixing.
If you take a carriage, it will take more than ten minutes, but with Qing Gong it is much more convenient and it only takes three minutes.
Doctor An's face turned pale when he saw Yixing.
Without asking anything, he asked Yan Xiaomo to take Yixing into the diagnosis room. oshow7: