King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

"Is anyone in the family sick?" Lin Jiumian asked.

The woman nodded: "Whether it's my family, every household here has patients."

"There was a flood in the south, and many refugees flooded into Baicheng. At first, they were able to behave a little better."

"But soon, these refugees began to rob. The food at home was almost robbed by them. Our food was robbed, and we had nothing to eat."

"The family is sick!"

The woman couldn't help but her eyes were red as she spoke.

There was another coughing sound in the house.

The woman hurried into the house with pancakes.

Lin Jiumian heard voices coming from the room:

"Husband, there is something to eat, eat some!"

"Slow down, I'll give you all, I won't eat, don't choke!"

Lin Jiumian sighed softly and motioned Tayue to go in and have a look.

Ta Yue pushed the door open and came out quickly, shaking his head.

"It seems that her husband-in-law is going to die."

Lin Jiumian was silent, and entered the room with his hands behind his back.

There was only one simple bed in the room.

On the bed, the man described himself as haggard.

He gnawed on pancakes in his hand, but he had been sick for too long, so he obviously couldn't eat any more.

The woman on one side had tears in her eyes, just watching her husband eat pancakes.

Lin Jiumian sighed softly, walked over and put his finger on his pulse.

After a long time, he withdrew his finger and said, "How long has he been sick?"

The woman replied: "It's been seven or eight days!"

Lin Jiumian was silent, took out some white pills from his sleeve, and handed them to the woman:
"Give him one."

"Give him another one at night when it gets dark!"

The woman stared blankly at the few pills, feeling a little silly.

"Eat, no money!" Lin Jiumian promised, and the woman happily took it.

She immediately gave the man a pill.

Then he watched the man eat the pancakes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and came out of the house.

Lin Jiumian asked her: "How many patients like this are there?"

The people in the room were beaten, had wounds, and had inflammation in their bodies. Because there were no antibiotics, they became like this.

Lin Jiumian gave her anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicines.

Take two pills in a row and you will be fine tomorrow.

This disease is like this, as long as there is medicine, it is very simple, if there is no medicine, it may be fatal.

The woman wiped her tears and said: "There are still many. Those refugees beat many of our people in order to rob food."

"Some people are injured and can't be cured, just like my husband."

Lin Jiumian stayed here for a while, then left with someone.

According to what the woman said, those refugees are still in the city, and they gathered to occupy the northwest corner of Baicheng.

Every day when it is getting dark, they come out to snatch grain and food.

When it got dark, I went back.

"Does the government not care?" Lin Jiumian asked.

The woman sneered: "The government, the government and they are all in the same group, the government will protect them!"

Lin Jiumian was furious!
Leaving the woman's house, Lin Jiumian went directly to the county government.

The county magistrate of Baicheng is a middle-aged man with a big belly.

Seeing Lin Jiumian coming, he instinctively looked up and down.

When it is confirmed that it is a beautiful woman, the eyes are all happy.

"Where is the girl from, where is she going?"

"You have to know that there are a lot of refugees in Baicheng now, so it's very unsafe."

"How about, girl, come to my county office at night, and I guarantee you to live in peace and security!"

As he talked, the county magistrate looked at Lin Jiumian more and more.

I can't wait to pick her up right away.