Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 388: He Must Be a Divine Physician

"Grandpa, how is it?"

Seeing Ashang and Mu Jian walking in, Lan Ruo couldn’t help but step forward to ask.

Shen Qinglan also quickly looked at Mu Jian, only to see him nodding and saying, "The illness hasn’t been dragged on for long; there’s still hope for treatment."

"Is there any pen and ink here?" Mu Jian asked.

"No," Ashang shook her head.

At that time, when the previous owner moved out, he only left a few half-old chairs, nothing else.

Mu Jian frowned, "Then I’m afraid I can’t prescribe the medicine for now!"

"Old man, please wait a moment, I’ll be right back."

As soon as Ashang finished speaking, everyone saw her flash away.

Mu Jian praised, "This little girl, her Qinggong is quite good!"

"Old grandpa, will my mother’s illness really get better?" Ajiu looked at him with anticipation.

"Of course," Mu Jian laughed, "If I say it can be cured, then it can be cured."

"Old grandpa, you must be a magic healer!"

"Oh?" Mu Jian raised an eyebrow, "How do you know?"

Ajiu said, "Before, my sister invited many doctors, and they all said my mother wouldn’t live past a few months. But, old grandpa, you said she could be cured, what else could you be but a magic healer?"

Mu Jian laughed lightly, "I’m not a magic healer, just a bit better in medical skills than those doctors!"

"That’s also a magic healer!" Ajiu insisted.

Mu Jian smiled, "If the little girl says I am, then I am!"

The others couldn’t help but smile faintly.

Luo Zilin said, "Little girl, is your father’s surname Wan?"

Ajiu nodded, "Yes."

"I thought he looked familiar just now, it turns out it’s really him!"

"What is it?" Duan Yunfei asked.

"That Wan Gu, a few months ago I saw him at the Yan Family’s gambling den. He seemed to have lost a lot, was forced to press his fingerprint, and was thrown out of the gambling den," Luo Zilin said.

"I didn’t pay much attention at the time, just took a quick glance. Later, I heard from the people inside that this man named Wan Gu suddenly got addicted to gambling a few months ago, went to the gambling den every day, and owed a huge debt."

"It was just a few months, and then we were chased out!" Ajiu pursed her lips and said, "At that time, my mother had just gotten sick, and those people said my father sold the house and told us to leave quickly!"

"Do you want to return home?" Duan Yunfei asked.

"Of course we do!" Ajiu nodded, "My sister made a swing for me, and I haven’t even swung on it yet!"

"Alright then!" Duan Yunfei said, "When your mother’s illness is cured, I’ll help you get the house back, how about that?"

"Great!" Ajiu rejoiced, "Then I can go back and swing on the swing!"

Duan Yunfei laughed lightly.

Everyone felt a cold wind rush in, and Ashang was already standing in the middle with some things.

She handed them to Mu Jian and said, "Old man, here are the pen and ink you asked for." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Mu Jian nodded, "Song Ting, come help me grind the ink."

Called by name, Song Ting quickly stood up, "Yes!"

Ajiu held Ashang’s hand, smiling, "Sister, the brother just said, when mother’s illness is better, we’ll be able to move back home!"

"Move back home?" Ashang frowned, her eyes quickly looking at Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan said calmly, "We will help you redeem the house; whether you want to move back depends on you."

Ashang bowed her head, "Thank you!"

No matter how good this place is, it’s ultimately not her home. Compared to here, she prefers that home, probably because the familiar feeling relieves some of her pressure.

"It’s the right thing to do," Shen Qinglan said, "After all, I’ll still need your help in the future."