Chapter 61 So poor

After leaving the shop, the evening breeze blew, and the chill made Wang Tai laugh: "It feels so comfortable."

He reached out and hooked Chu Qiantang's neck, hugged his shoulders, looked like two brothers and said, "Xiaotang, call me Xiaopang from now on! I don't allow others to call me, but I can let you call me, how about it, is that great?"

Chu Qiantang glanced at him and saw that his chubby big and round face was flushed, his tiny eyes were a little blurred, and his slightly drunk look made her speechless.

"You are the only one who is like this, so don't learn to drink." As he said that, he took away the hand that was on her shoulder.

"I'm not drunk again, I just feel a little hot." He retorted, trying hard to open his eyes to make himself look a little more energetic.

Looking at his appearance, Chu Qiantang said helplessly: "I'll send you home! Sweet rice wine has great potential. After drinking three pots, it's better to go back early to rest."

Wang Tai shook his head, and the flesh on his face was trembling: "No, no, I will take you home, I will take you out, I will send you back. With me protecting you, I will definitely send you home safely!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qiantang couldn't help but feel funny and responded: "Okay, but it's not going there, that's right." He thought to ask Uncle Fu to drive the guy back in a carriage after he got home.

"Woooo...how can I live..."

The sad and desperate cry came, causing the slightly drunk Wang Tai to look around: "Who is crying? Who is crying?"

Chu Qiantang's eyes fell along the crying sound and fell on the alley in front of the right. A young woman squatting on the ground crying with a child in her arms. Listening to her desperate and helpless cry, looking at her patched clothes and the child who was not moving in her arms, she paused for a moment and then walked over.

Wang Tai looked around and saw Chu Qiantang walking towards the alley ahead, and tried hard to stabilize his slightly shaking figure and followed.

"But the child is sick?" Chu Qiantang squatted beside the young woman and asked, her eyes falling on the child.

"I'm sick? I have money." The fat man who followed him took out a silver note from his arms and handed it to the woman and said, "I'll take it to treat you."

Chu Qiantang glanced at the silver note with a thousand taels of denomination in his hand, and twitched his lips: This rich man! I guess he is so poor that he only has money left.

The woman holding the child looked at the two people who suddenly appeared, and tears fell down. She did not accept the silver bill, but shook her head in despair: "The doctor said that it can't be cured, no matter how much money it costs, she is only three years old, only three years old... If the child is gone, how can I live..."

Seeing the woman crying in despair, the fat man scratched his head and couldn't help asking: "Where is your man? Why don't you accompany you? Have the doctors in the city asked? Is it really impossible to cure? What disease do you get?"

"It costs money to treat a child. He left us mother and daughter and ran away. I sold what I could sell at home and came to Pengyun City to find a doctor, but the doctor said that it could not be cured, it could not be cured." The woman hugged the child in her arms, her eyes full of silence.

While they were talking, Chu Qiantang's two fingers quietly put on the little girl's pulse, and then looked at the little girl who was breathing weakly and was unconscious, and asked, "Do your child vomit whatever he eats?"

Hearing this, the woman was stunned and looked at Chu Qiantang and asked, "How do you know?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!