"Take me away." The young man said firmly.

Tong Bao said: "My good grandson, just stay here."

The young man looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he shamelessly put his mouth to Tong Bao's ear and called out: "Sister Tong Bao, if you don't take me away, I will tell them your identity."

Tong Bao looked at him in shock, and was so angry that he punched him with his fist: "Damn boy, how did you know?"

"Guess." The young man carried her burden on his back, held her hand and walked forward, saying, "I'll take you to the boat."

The road they walked became more and more bumpy. Tong Bao's body functions were aging and he was miserable and asked: "What road did you take me to take?"

She stood at the front of the bamboo raft, looking at the young man behind the helm. She asked suspiciously: "Who are you?"

The young man said: "Sister Tong Bao, don't you remember me? I am Qing Ge. Qing Ge."

The young man smiled brightly: "Don't worry, although the road I take you is rugged, it will definitely be the safest."

It wasn't until he placed Tong Bao on a bamboo raft that the bamboo raft got farther and farther away from the village that Tong Bao finally believed the boy's words.

Tong Bao walked up to Qingge. At that time, Qingge was thin and small, with a sallow complexion, dull face, and tiredness.

Tong Bao diagnosed Qing Ge as suffering from severe malnutrition, but Qing Ge’s father told Tong Bao that he had never been harsh on his children’s diet, and would always leave any delicious food to his children first. Why did Qing Ge still suffer from severe malnutrition?

Malnutrition?

In Tong Bao's mind, the scene of meeting Qing Ge for the first time immediately emerged.

More than two years ago, her husband asked her to visit a doctor. The boy's father hugged him and ran to her, crying: "Girl, save my child. He is dying."

Tong Bao then suggested: "Stop goat milk for a month and carefully observe Qingge's taste. If Qingge's diarrhea improves, it means her diagnosis is correct."

Tong Bao did not prescribe medicine to Qingge, and Qingge's father was still in despair at that time. He even felt that Tong Bao was young and had poor medical skills.

Later, Tong Bao investigated the cause and told Qingge's father that Qingge might be intolerant to the goat milk produced by their family.

Qingge's father found this conclusion difficult to accept, because the villagers here had been drinking goat's milk since childhood, and all of them were strong. He believed that Qingge's malnutrition was due to a natural disharmony between the spleen and stomach, rather than a milk intolerance.

Strange reason.

Tong Bao looked at Xiu Yi's Qing Ge and said, "I told you that you are intolerant to goat's milk, but your father still doesn't believe me."

But... Tong Bao looked at Qing Ge curiously: "How did you recognize me?"

However, when he brought the dying Qingge home, he fed Qingge clear porridge according to Tong Bao's method. After weaning off goat milk, Qingge's condition improved day by day.

Today, although Qing Ge is thin, he has grown into a handsome young man.

Qing Ge smiled and said, "Because you praised yourself for being tall, thin, pretty, gentle and kind."

Tong Bao felt a little embarrassed.

Qing Ge looked at the old Tong Bao and asked curiously: "Your disguise is so amazing, it actually looks like the real thing?"

Tong Bao's eyes were dim. Although Qing Ge was a simple and trustworthy child, the Boye family's secret skills must not be revealed. Tong Bao could only lie: "I am not a disguiser. I am suffering from aging disease."

Qing Ge was stunned. "Aging disease?"


Chapter completed!