Baby sister

  In the hospital, news of a dying girl being saved by a doctor spread like wildfire and soon everyone in the airport knew about it.

  Many people think it's just a publicity stunt by the Tenrikyo Church, but many have witnessed it with their own eyes and spread the word, resulting in more patients coming to seek treatment, including those with difficult and complicated illnesses.

  The Ten Day Pavilion accepts all comers and treats every patient that comes to its doors, regardless of the severity of their illness. If two doctors are unable to cure a patient's illness, they will refer the case to Fang Yun for treatment.

  For days on end, two doctors have been worshiping each other with admiration, as long as they go through Fang Yun's hands, there is no patient who cannot be cured.

  Even some very difficult diseases can be cured by Fangyun, and a small number of them need long-term treatment. Fangyun can also cure them in the shortest time.

  The old man and his granddaughter Bao'er are still in the tenth day's house. Fang Yun said they need to be observed for a few more days.

  Bao'er recovered on the third day and completely forgot about everything that had happened before. She just kept sticking to Fang Yun.

  "Baby, do you remember who rode a horse and trampled on you that day?" Fang Yun asked softly.

  The little girl stared with wide eyes, shaking her head: "I don't remember, I only saw him in armor, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of me. Ah... his helmet had this pattern."

  Baoye made a few empty gestures, Fangyun's expression slightly condensed, took out a silver ticket and stuffed it into Baoye's hand: "Baoye, give this to your grandfather, let her take you away from here."

  "Why do we have to leave here? Bao'er grew up here since she was little, Grandpa said that Father will come back to find us, if we leave, Father won't be able to find us." Bao'er tilted her head, looking at Fang Yun with confusion.

  "Where did your father go?" Fang Yun asked.

  "Dad has gone to find Mom."

  "Where is your mother?"

  "I don't know." Bao'er shook his head: "Yun Gege, this is for you."

  The little girl lifted out a red ribbon from her bosom, on which was tied a poor-quality crystal, but for the old man's family, this was already considered a very precious thing.

  Fang Yun took over the crystal red belt: "Is this given by your grandfather?"

  "No, it was Daddy who gave it to me when he was about to leave." Baobao said.

  "Why did you give this to me?"

  "Because Bao'er likes Fang Yun's older brother." Bao'er's innocent eyes gazed at Fang Yun, her age still unaware of what liking someone meant, she just said whatever came to mind.

  "Then I'll be your brother, okay?" Fang Yun smiled at Bao'er, who was very cute, especially her innocence and purity, which made Fang Yun love her even more.

  "Of course." Bao'er excitedly hugged Fang Yun's neck and gave her a big kiss on the face.

  "Ah..." At this time, Wu Yue and others happened to walk in, coincidentally seeing Bao Er's father Yun's face, and stood awkwardly at the door.

  "Master." The landlady bowed her head, biting her lower lip, and didn't let herself laugh out loud.

  "Bao'er is now my sister, you guys help me take care of her for a few days. Wu Yue, go to the blacksmith's shop in town and buy some metal back, don't worry what kind of metal it is." Fang Yun said.

  "Young master, what are you going to do?" The crowd looked at Fang Yun with curiosity.

  "Bao'er gave me the token her father gave her, and as her older brother, I couldn't possibly show up empty-handed," said Fang Yun.

  Everyone envied Bao'er, who could make Fang Yun work hard for her and refine gold. What kind of luck was this?

  Xiao Er stepped forward and asked: "Miss Bao'er, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

  Baoyu thought for a moment, her eyes shining with expectation as she looked at Xiao Er: "Anything can happen?"

  "Ah, anything is fine." The shopkeeper nodded.

  "Hmm..." Bao'er tilted her head, thinking for a long time: "I want to eat beef noodle soup... Grandpa took me to eat it last year, that... that was the best thing I've ever eaten."

  Everyone was silent, and one could imagine how Baobao used to live in the past. An old man with a young Baobao, living such a simple life. In eight years, they only had beef noodle soup once, what else could they eat on ordinary days?

  "Can't it be?" Bao'er looked at the hesitant expressions of the crowd and a hint of disappointment appeared on her face.

  "Alright... of course, if Bao'er wants dragon meat, Uncle will get it for you."

  The butcher immediately said: "I'll go to the market right away and choose a few catties of top-grade beef."

  Bao'er has now become their little princess, they genuinely like Bao'er, let alone Fang Yun's kindness to them.

  This might be Bao'er's happiest day in eight years, not only did she acknowledge Fang Yun as her brother, but also got to eat the food of her dreams, although it was just beef noodle soup, for Bao'er, being able to eat beef noodle soup is happiness.

  "Uncle Xiao Er, can I take this bowl of beef noodles back with me?" Bao'er looked at Xiao Er with sparkling eyes.

  "This beef noodle soup should be eaten while it's hot, it won't taste good when it gets cold." The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart as he looked into Bao'er's eyes, remembering his own past and feeling a surge of guilt. If only he had met Fang Yun earlier, how much better things would have been.

  "Treasure wants to take it back for Grandpa to eat." Treasure gazed at Little Er.

  "Since young master wants us to accompany Bao'er, we'll go with Bao'er to visit the old man," said the landlady.

  Since meeting Fang Yun, the four bosses' personalities have also undergone a subtle change, perhaps none of them noticed that their kind side is slowly being revealed.

  All the way, Bao'er seemed particularly excited, perhaps because she was holding a bowl of hot and steaming beef noodle soup in her arms. Although Bao'er walked quickly, not a single drop of soup spilled from her hands. In the past, when she and the old man ate a bowl of noodle soup together, they didn't leave a single drop behind. To Bao'er, this bowl of noodle soup was more precious than any treasure.

  "Walk slowly, baby, be careful not to fall."

  "Baby is not afraid of falling." Baby smiled and said.

  "Be careful not to spill the beef noodle soup in your hand."

  "Oh..." Bao'er stuck out her little tongue, with an uncontrollable smile of happiness on her face.

  Bao'er and her grandfather lived in the slums of the airport, where the streets were potholed and flooded, and the roadsides were lined with low, dilapidated wooden houses.

  Just then, when the landlady was bringing her treasure back home and had just reached the entrance, the old man threw it out from inside the house.

  A dozen or so knights in armor surrounded the old man, led by a white-robed priest who was none other than Zuo Zhongren.

  "Grandpa." Bao'er hastily put down the beef noodle soup and went forward to help the old man up.

  Zuo Zhongren's eyes slightly rolled back and his mouth twitched upon seeing Bao'er.

  "Old man, you'd better sell me that broken sword, ten taels of silver is already a bargain for you. Don't tell me you want to pass it down as a treasure to this little bastard?" Left Zhongren's face wore a warm smile, but his mouth was spewing filthy words.

  "Don't bully Grandpa!" Bao'er stood with his arms spread wide, blocking in front of the old man.

  "Get out of here, you little mongrel!" Zu Zhongren snorted coldly, raising his hand to slap Bao'er.

  Suddenly, a cold light flashed across the back of Zuo Zhongren's spine, and his whole body trembled. Before he could react, a dagger was already pressed against his neck, its blade had torn through Zuo Zhongren's skin, and fresh blood flowed down.

  "Sir!" More than a dozen knights exclaimed in surprise, they never thought that they would be ambushed in such a place.

  "We meet again, Lord. The landlady, the butcher and the shopkeeper walked up to Zuo Zhongren, while Xiao Er held a dagger to his throat."