Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 18: Senior Brother, You Came After All
"Oh my goodness, how did she faint? Quick, go get Doctor Qin!"
Someone shouted and rushed outside.
Others also hurriedly helped.
The person was carried into the house, and the village chief’s family brought a bowl of cool water.
Qi Manman hugged her own grandfather’s neck and whispered in his ear, "Grandpa, why did he fall asleep? It’s not even dark yet."
"Manbao, he fainted. He’s a refugee, and he suffered a lot when he came here. Now hearing about having to flee again, he couldn’t take it and fainted."
Qi Zheng didn’t try to deceive the child due to her young age, instead, he seriously explained and couldn’t help but sigh at the end.
Even they, who have never experienced famine, feel they can’t handle it, let alone people like the two Chen Erqiao families who’ve been through it once.
At that time, they were lucky to encounter the kind-hearted people of Yongping Village. But if our whole village has to flee, what if we don’t have that kind of luck?
Thinking of this, Qi Zheng suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and instinctively looked at the little child in his arms.
The child was blinking her big eyes, looking towards the room.
Qi Zheng looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to their grandfather-granddaughter pair, and then asked softly, "Manbao, tell grandpa, what do you think about this fleeing business?"
As he asked this question, Qi Zheng felt ashamed of himself.
He thought he must be out of his mind to ask a child about something as serious as fleeing from famine.
Isn’t this madness?
Unexpectedly, Qi Manman tilted her head, thought about it, didn’t speak, and then leaned on her grandfather’s shoulder, closing her eyes as if to sleep.
Seeing her like this, Qi Zheng was even more convinced he was crazy.
Thinking? This little girl probably doesn’t even know what fleeing from famine means.
He sighed silently, gently patting his little granddaughter on the back to make her sleep more comfortably.
Qin Minglang was at home preparing herbal medicine; he had just come in and didn’t know something big had happened in the village.
Seeing a villager rushing over, Qin Minglang was startled, "What’s going on?"
"Chen, Chen Er fainted, Doctor Qin, you should go over and take a look!"
The first to run over was a young guy, sweating profusely with urgency, speaking in a stutter.
Hearing this, Qin Minglang quickly grabbed his medical kit and headed outside.
The young guy saw him going in the wrong direction and quickly said, "He’s at the village chief’s house!"
"Oh, oh, oh, let’s go!"
Qin Minglang didn’t ask why he was at the village chief’s house.
When he arrived at the village chief’s house and saw so many villagers both inside and outside the house, Qin Minglang’s heart skipped a beat.
Usually, people don’t gather like this at the village chief’s house, especially with someone fainting. Could something big have happened?
While thinking about this, Qin Minglang didn’t slow his steps.
As he entered the room, he saw that Chen Erqiao was already awake, leaning against the wall like an eggplant hit by frost, with wet hair, face, and clothes.
"Doctor Qin is here!"
When people heard the doctor had arrived, they quickly made way.
Qin Minglang checked the pulse and then said, "Overly frightened, nothing else serious. I’ll prescribe a calming decoction, take it and have a good sleep, and it’ll be fine."
"There is something, there is something, sob sob sob..."
The initially dumbfounded Chen Erqiao suddenly started crying.
The sound wasn’t loud, not the type of wailing loudly, just low sobbing with his face covered.
That sound, that appearance, made people feel particularly sad.
Next to him, Zhang Sanniu also had red eyes, talking to himself, "Fleeing from famine! Once you start fleeing, there’s no turning back. So many people die on the way, we don’t want that again."
"Fleeing from what?"
Qin Minglang was even more confused.
What’s this all about, who would flee from famine for no reason?
At that moment, a slightly aged voice came from outside the door, "Junior brother, outside, it’s chaotic."
Junior brother?
This address made everyone even more puzzled.
Under the confused gaze of everyone, a white-haired, white-bearded old man walked in.
Upon hearing this voice, Qin Minglang’s body obviously shook and then chuckled lightly, "Senior brother, you finally came."
Turning around, indeed saw Yin Cheng entering the door.
The two just looked at each other like that.
Yin Cheng’s face was full of complexity, with guilt visible in his eyes.
While Qin Minglang stood straight, smiling sincerely at the other.
"Alas..."
Yin Cheng sighed, "I didn’t want to come, but the two mischievous boys from the Qi Family insisted on bringing me over. I was forced by them."
Thinking about this, Yin Cheng’s emotions became even more complicated.
As for being angry, not really.
Those two brats were doing it for his own good.
But gratitude, also not quite.
He just wanted to pass away quietly at home, never thought that even this one wish would be disrupted by those two brats.
But now watching Qin Minglang, Yin Cheng felt that some things should be resolved before dying.
"Let’s talk about our matters later."
Yin Cheng broke the silence first, "The rebels from the south have come, the city is in chaos. According to what I heard in the city, wherever the rebels go, it’s practically barren."
When he had gone to the Qi Family earlier and saw they were discussing something, feeling it wasn’t appropriate for him to listen, he walked around nearby.
When he returned to the Qi Family, he learned that Mr. Qi Sr. had gone to the village chief’s house.
So he had a child from the Qi Family take him to find Qin Minglang, and as soon as he arrived, he saw Qin Minglang hurrying away following a young man around the bend.
Helpless, Yin Cheng had to follow.
He didn’t expect his junior brother wasn’t aware of the chaos in the city, wondering if his life in the village was really that bad that no one informed him of such a big event in advance.
Qin Minglang was also taken aback after hearing, "They’ve already come? The court doesn’t have any countermeasures?"
"What countermeasures, the county magistrate has already fled."
In the crowd, someone casually mentioned this.
In such remote rural places, the county magistrate represented the court. If the county magistrate ran away, to them, it was as if the court had abandoned them, no longer caring about the lives of these common people.
In an instant, the atmosphere on the scene became very oppressive.
"Doctor Yin, Doctor Qin, you’re the most worldly-wise among us, please help us plan, see what road we should take next."
The village chief was at his wit’s end.
The route of fleeing from famine was clearly not acceptable to everyone, but he couldn’t think of more solutions, so he could only seek help from these two doctors.
At the same time, as Qi Zheng was about to walk into the house, he suddenly felt his little granddaughter in his arms move.
