Chapter 268: Beauty Like a Flower (Part 5)
Liu Sheng’s body was already so starved that she was seeing stars, but after eating this bowl of douhua, she finally had something in her stomach and felt a bit of strength.
Liu Sheng held the bowl, and with her weak body, slowly walked to the tofu stall and gently placed the empty bowl on the table.
She said her thanks and turned to leave.
She vaguely heard the conversation between the mother and daughter behind her.
“The world is not peaceful; so many common people have become refugees. It’s truly a sin…”
“Yes, A-niang, this Little Brother looks even younger than me, yet he has to beg for food to survive. He’s truly pitiful.”
Liu Sheng’s current body was dark and her hair was messy. Plus, she was still young, so it was impossible to tell her gender. Calling her “Little Brother” was not wrong.
Then, she heard the beautiful woman say to her daughter, “Xiao Xiao, remember, people must still have dignity. No matter how hard things get in the future, never let your dignity be trampled. Remember that.”
“A-niang, I don’t understand.”
“You will understand later.”
Returning to her own spot and squatting down, she felt a little confused. The current Lu Siniang was too normal; she was still a little girl. What exactly was Liu Sheng supposed to do in this world?
“According to my deduction, your mission is — save her.”
“Save her?” Liu Sheng recalled Lu Siniang’s broken appearance later on and felt that the task was arduous and the road long.
She also didn’t know what kind of trouble she had gotten into to end up like that.
Recalling the later scene of the world changing colors and ruins everywhere, she feared that some great change had occurred later.
Liu Sheng quietly asked the high dimension, “Why is it that in previous high dimension analyses, I always became the source or owner of the analysis object, but this time I became a… street beggar?”
“Because this time you entered the high dimension analysis with Jiang Caibin. To put it simply, there aren’t that many roles to assign.”
“So you assigned us nearby?”
“Yes.”
Liu Sheng pondered, wondering where Jiang Caibin was now. If this principle held true, he shouldn’t be far.
…
Before long, the mother and daughter packed up their stall and walked into an alley, chatting and laughing, pushing their small cart.
Liu Sheng secretly followed behind them, not too close, not too far.
“It’s a pity I didn’t bring Ling Xiaoshu; otherwise, it would be more discreet.”
“No choice. She has to study hard at Hongxing Elementary School and strive to score 500 points. She’s already old enough for middle school, yet she’s still in elementary school and can’t even get a perfect score. It’s truly shameful!”
“Exactly! She completely failed to inherit the smart genes from A-niang and me!”
“Do I need to remind you? Ling Xiaoshu’s genes have absolutely nothing to do with yours.”
“But I raised her with one cloud and one rain! Roughly speaking, she’s my child… my tree?”
“Hence the nickname ‘Doll Tree’.”
“Makes sense!”
“Shush, don’t argue! Please focus on tracking!”
At this, Liu Sheng’s ears finally had some peace.
Although her current body had no cultivation or Cultivation Technique, some trained instincts remained, and her steps were very agile. She maintained a steady distance behind the mother and daughter.
“A-niang, over there…” As they passed through a small alley, Xiao Xiao stopped, not knowing what she heard.
“Don’t mind so much.” A-niang only reminded her once and continued walking with Xiao Xiao.
Liu Sheng paused, thoughtful, and headed into the alley.
After chasing away the children who were bullying the other child, Liu Sheng re-identified her direction and quickly caught up.
Fortunately, the mother and daughter were pushing a small cart, so their pace was slow.
Moreover, the ground here was muddy, and the wheel tracks were obvious.
Liu Sheng quickly found her target and followed the mother and daughter back to the dilapidated small courtyard deep in the alley.
At this time, it was raining outside, so Liu Sheng had to find a nearby eaves to shelter under.
After observing for a while, she thought they wouldn’t go out anymore, and Liu Sheng was about to leave, but then she saw Lu Siniang come out with an umbrella, presumably to buy something.
Then she saw Lu Siniang turn this way and that, arriving back at the same small alley, where she saw Jiang Caibin lying on the ground half-dead and even cleaned his wounds.
Yes, Liu Sheng had long confirmed through the Little Tentacle on his body that this was Jiang Caibin.
“This Jiang Caibin… staring so intently at her, how embarrassing.”
“Although he’s a little boy now, thinking that his Soul is an adult, I really want to beat him to death.”
“Exactly! I didn’t expect him to have such a Hobbies! He deserves to be beaten to death!”
“Don’t be impulsive yet.”
“Right, let’s think first.”
“Jiang Caibin is an adult after all, why would he stare at a little girl like that?”
“Agreed, even if this little girl is indeed beautiful.”
“But have you forgotten how we completely lost ourselves the first time we entered high dimension analysis?”
“…”
The high dimension smiled playfully and said nothing.
Thus, Liu Sheng kept an eye on Lu Siniang while also watching Jiang Caibin, and she learned that he had a persistent high fever that night.
In this era, a persistent high fever was very dangerous, and if it continued to develop, it could be life-threatening.
Therefore, no matter what, Jiang Caibin could not die.
If he died, she would also fail.
But the troubling thing was that she had no money and no medical skills.
Fortunately, she had the high dimension.
…
At night, Liu Sheng transformed into a petty thief and snuck into Jiang Caibin’s house.
This was the high dimension’s description of the current situation.
“Not a petty thief, and not sneaking in. There’s nothing good to steal in his house.”
Liu Sheng, who was currently climbing over a wall, emphasized this in her mind, very displeased with the high dimension’s description.
“His door even opened with a gentle push.”
“Perhaps, in this clear water, everyone leaves their doors unlocked at night.”
“After all, they’re all poor, with nothing to steal.”
Liu Sheng’s purpose was very simple: she just wanted to peek, no, to confirm if Jiang Caibin’s prescription was feasible.
She squeezed into the cramped small kitchen and saw the medicine packet placed next to the stove. Liu Sheng opened the paper packet and analyzed it for the high dimension.
The high dimension summarized: “This doctor’s skill is very ordinary.”
Liu Sheng sighed, looking at the family circumstances of Jiang Caibin’s body, she figured they couldn’t afford a good doctor.
The high dimension compared it with a pile of medical books and prescriptions in its library and quickly deduced what improvements were needed.
“A few more herbs are needed, and a few less.”
“Are these herbs common in the wild?”
“Tolerable.”
The next day, Liu Sheng found a pharmacy and asked if they bought herbs, receiving a positive reply.
“Of course, the more the better, but the quality must be up to standard, and the medicinal properties must not be lost,” said a young, round-faced, slightly plump, and kind-faced pharmacist at the pharmacy.
So, Liu Sheng proactively asked where several of the herbs were collected, and only then did the round-faced pharmacist look at the little girl before him with higher regard.
Originally, he saw her as dark and thin like a bean sprout, and although she was neatly dressed, unlike the children in this area who ran wild and rolled around, getting themselves dirty, given her age and background, she probably couldn't read and certainly couldn't recognize any herbs.
“You know these herbs?” the pharmacist asked in surprise.
Liu Sheng nodded and listed their effects one by one.
The pharmacist was shocked by the little girl’s extensive knowledge and asked, “You… have you studied before?”
“No, but I have a cheat.”
One thing in her heart, another on her face, so Liu Sheng nodded.
“Yes, my family used to run a medical clinic… It’s just…”
Liu Sheng skillfully mastered the art of “omission and inference,” saying half and leaving half, while looking as if she was about to cry.
In this way, although it was just a few words, the pharmacist conjured up a tragic story of a “Young Miss from a family of doctors who lost her family in the war and eventually became a refugee and beggar,” and immediately felt pity for the little girl.
