"Sir, if it's not enough, call me again." The waiter said, and then retreated.
She poured a glass of warm wine and took a sip, then put the glass down and picked up the chopsticks to eat peanuts while looking at the people on this floor. This look made her realize some problems.
Except for some monks, most of these people were ill, especially a young woman in the corner. She was dressed simply and sat on the ground in the corner with her familiar three-year-old child sleeping in her arms. It seemed that the store owner was kind enough to let her and her child stay in for the night.
The child in the young woman's arms had a pale and swollen face, and was wrapped in a lot of clothes, but he would still twitch slightly occasionally. Seeing this, she called the waiter.
"Sir, do you have any instructions?" The waiter came up to her and asked.
"What are that mother and child doing?" She looked at the woman sitting on the ground in the corner and the child in her arms.
The waiter followed Feng Jiu's gaze and suddenly realized what was going on. He said quickly, "She was just passing by. This woman is quite pitiful. She said her child was seriously ill and she had spent a lot of money seeking medical treatment and medicine but couldn't get cured. The doctor also said that the child wouldn't survive for more than a few days. She also heard that the child's father divorced her and she couldn't go back to her parents' home or her husband's home. She heard that there was a ghost doctor in Tiandan Tower with great medical skills, so she wanted to go there to seek medical treatment."
At this point, the waiter smiled and said, "Our boss is kind. Seeing that it's cold outside at night and the woman is holding a three-year-old child, he let her come in to rest for a night. After all, even if she has to sit in a corner, it's better than outside."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu nodded and said to the waiter, "Go and invite the person over to me!"
"Ah?" The waiter was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
After Feng Jiu said this, she realized that something was wrong, so she smiled and said, "I think they are quite pitiful. It's late at night, the temperature is dropping, and it's cold to squat there, so I want to invite her over for a cup of warm wine. Besides, I know a little bit about medicine, so I can help her child."
Hearing this, the waiter's face was filled with smiles: "Sir, you are so kind. I will go and invite the person over right away." The waiter said this and then walked towards the corner.
After hearing what the waiter said, the young woman squatting in the corner with her child in her arms looked at the young man in blue sitting at the table with some suspicion. Seeing that although the other party was a man, he was just a boy after all, she stood up and followed the waiter over there.
"Young Master." The young woman held the child, her lips a little dry and pale.
"Sit down!" Fengjiu gestured, poured her a glass of warm wine and moved in front of her: "Have a drink to warm yourself up."
"Thank you, sir." The young woman thanked him and then carefully sat down at the table, holding the child in one hand and drinking the wine in the other. She choked accidentally because she drank too much.
“Ahem!”
The woman quickly put down the wine glass in her hand, half covered her mouth with her hand and coughed lightly. After taking a sip of wine, she felt a burning sensation and her originally cold body gradually warmed up. She couldn't help but feel grateful to the young man in front of her.
"Thank you very much, sir." She stood up again and bowed to express her gratitude.
"Give me your child's hand so I can feel his pulse." Fengjiu gestured, looking at the child in the woman's arms.