The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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After hearing his words, the woman's eyes widened immediately. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him several times. Then she turned around and ran away quickly. She had to hurry over to save her child.

Li Yi looked at the woman's back as she ran away quickly, shook his head gently, and then walked away with his medicine box on his back. He had to go and see if there were any patients he had missed. If they were found in time, they could be treated earlier and the chances of being cured would be much greater.

Li Yi couldn't help but think of his mentor's delighted look when he found them that day. If there was no prescription, I'm afraid this matter would not be so easy to solve. If there was a chance, he also wanted to meet the person who gave the prescription.

Chapter 174 Placement

Soon, everyone in the city and outside knew that the Night King had a way to cure the plague.

When they heard the news, people outside the city cried and thanked God for giving them a chance to live, even though this chance came at a price.

Those in the city who wanted to run away with their belongings hesitated for a moment and temporarily gave up the idea of leaving.

Mom, I'm hungry. The child, who was so thin that only a big head was left, stared at the porridge stall not far away, his eyes full of desire.

The woman licked her dry lips, holding the child in front of her to prevent him from running around, staring straight at the porridge stall in front of her, and whispered: "Be patient, it will be our turn soon." After saying that, she lowered her head to confirm that her booklet was still there, and then she lined up with confidence.

When it was finally their turn, the woman hurriedly handed the booklet in her hand to the man distributing porridge and said flatteringly: "Sir, this is our booklet."

The man didn't even look at the pale and skinny woman, but quickly flipped open the booklet she handed over and came to the latest page. He looked at the record on it and said to his partner next to him: half a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun. As he spoke, he used the pen he had prepared to make a mark on the record.

After he finished speaking, his partner swiftly handed the woman half a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun.

The woman carefully took the book back, then swiftly took the food, then took the child who was staring at the porridge bucket with drooling, and walked outside.

Mom, there is still a lot of food there. The boy was dragged away by his mother, but his eyes were always fixed on the wooden barrel behind him. He knew that it was filled with food, which was what kept him alive.

His mother seemed to have not heard what he said, and dragged him to a place where no one was, and divided the half bowl of porridge into two portions with the broken bowl she picked up. Then she divided the steamed bun into two parts, one large and one small, and kept the large part for herself, and gave the small part to the child.

The child took his portion and devoured it, then stared at his mother's portion. Even though he was still hungry, he did not ask for more.

The woman swallowed the food in a few bites, temporarily soothing her stomach that had begun to ache due to not having eaten for a long time. After feeling the food going into her stomach for a few seconds, the woman turned her head and looked at the child who was staring at her beside her, and said to him seriously: We will continue to work later. Now that you have eaten, you have to do more work so that we can eat more at the next meal.

The child stared at the woman earnestly with his distinct black and white eyes and nodded seriously, his expression clearly saying that he understood.

The woman was very satisfied with this and reached out to touch his smooth hair. She glanced at the people who were still queuing up for porridge, got up from the ground, and left with the child. She had to pick a good job while most people were still eating.