The woman pursed her lips and laughed softly, "My name is Chen Yueniang, I want to go to Bailu Village to find my husband. My husband's surname is Yao, and his name is Yao Xianghui."

"Bailu Village." Ruan Ling thought for a while, "I've been there once, why would I send you there?"

"Really? Will it bother you too much, little girl?" Chen Yueniang felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'm fine now." Ruan Ling held her hands behind her back and her steps were light, "Let's go, I'll send you there."

She and Chen Yueniang left the Land Temple and walked towards Bailu Village.

Bailu Village is very small, with only dozens of families.

Along the way, Chen Yueniang told her about the situation at home, and the two of them arrived soon.

At lunch time, smoke from cooking was emitted from every household.

The sky became more and more gloomy and it seemed that it was about to rain.

Chen Yueniang looked at the village in a little confused and hesitated.

Ruan Ling asked: "Don't you recognize your own house?"

"Why does it seem like it has changed?" Chen Yueniang murmured to herself.

At this time, the raindrops as big as beans fell.

Ruan Ling hurriedly pointed to a nearest home and said, "Let's go there and ask, and borrow an umbrella by the way, okay?"

Chen Yueniang nodded in agreement.

They ran over and knocked on the door.

A young man came out to open the door and looked at Ruan Ling with a puzzled look.

Ruan Ling asked: "Little brother, I want to ask how Yao Xianghui's family will leave?"

"Oh, just walk forward and turn the path a corner." said the boy.

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "It's raining. Can you lend me an umbrella?"

Her smile was so sweet.

The boy retreated and quickly delivered the umbrella.

"Thank you, I'll send it back later." Ruan Ling opened the umbrella and said to Chen Yueniang, "Let's go."

Chen Yueniang walked beside her, frowned and confused: "Why didn't I recognize that child just now? I just returned to my parents' home. Why did everything change in the village?"

Ruan Ling didn't say anything.

Chen Yueniang looked confused.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

When he arrived at Yao Xianghui's door, Ruan Ling raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, a middle-aged man opened the door and frowned and looked at Ruan Ling, "Little girl, who are you looking for?"

Ruan Ling said: "Is it Yao Xianghui's family?"

"yes."

"I am a doctor, do you have patients in your family?"

"How do you know this?" The man was surprised and subconsciously gave up his position, "You are..."

"My name is Ruan Ling."

"Ah, are you that famous doctor?" The man wiped the rain from his face, "You are right. My father is sick, but...ah, come in first, it's so heavy."

He led Ruan Ling to the main house.

Ruan Ling looked back at Chen Yueniang.

Chen Yueniang looked at the middle-aged man in confusion and confusion, followed Ruan Ling and came to the main house.

On the wooden bed, an old man was lying in his sixties, with a thin face and a breath of energy.

Ruan Ling walked over and took a look, knowing that the old man was only breathing.

Four or five people surrounded the room. When they saw Ruan Ling coming in, they all looked puzzled.

The middle-aged man explained: "This is a passing doctor, come in and take a look."

"You all go out, I'll show him." Ruan Ling ordered the middle-aged man.

People in nearby villages also know a little about her strange treatment rules.

The man led his family out.

The room was quiet.

Ruan Ling looked at Chen Yueniang: "Aren't you looking for Yao Xianghui? He is just."
Chapter completed!