"Doctor, doctor," the young man shouted at the top of his lungs, "please quickly check my mother's pulse. I don't know what she ate this afternoon, and now she has fainted and won't wake up. I beg you to cure her..."
Hearing this, Qingcheng felt a pang in her heart, because her mind also recalled her father's critically ill appearance.
Moreover, when she looked at the young man again, she realized that not only was he a filial son, but he was also quite handsome. Seeing his refined and gentle demeanor, Qingcheng had reason to believe he must be an educated person.
Qingcheng noticed that her face had turned red with embarrassment, a feeling she had never experienced before.
If this man was the "fraud" her father mentioned, it would still be worth it even if he deceived her once! No, even if he deceived her for a lifetime, it would still be worth it!
After leaving the pharmacy, Qingcheng made a plan in her mind.
She decided to quickly return home, cook the medicine, and give her father a cup to drink, then go back to the pharmacy. Although her first impression of the young man was good, she wanted to further test him. Her reasoning was that it shouldn't take too long to cure his mother's illness, so she should have enough time.
After hurriedly preparing the medicine and feeding it to her father until he finished drinking, Qingcheng immediately rushed toward the pharmacy at the foot of the mountain.
At that moment, the young man happened to just step out from the pharmacy, still carrying his mother on his back.
By then, it was already dark, and Qingcheng decided to carry out her little plan.
She intended to test whether this young man was benevolent toward all or only cared for those related by blood.
Qingcheng rubbed some dirt on her face to make herself look ugly.
Then, she pretended to be injured and lay in the path the young man would inevitably take on his way home.
"Ouch, ouch, someone please help me, my leg hurts so much..." Qingcheng groaned, trying to attract the young man's attention.
She thought to herself that if he stopped to help her, she would be his woman forever, and she absolutely would not regret it.
"Miss, what happened to you?" Sure enough, the young man heard her groaning and put his mother down to rest against a big tree, then walked toward Qingcheng.“My, my, my leg...” Qingcheng deliberately shouted in an exaggerated way, “My leg, it feels like it's broken, I can't walk…”
“Miss, is it really that serious? I have to take you to a doctor!” The boy immediately bent down to see how badly Qingcheng was hurt, but then remembered that men and women should maintain proper boundaries, and quickly withdrew his hand.
“No need to see a doctor,” Qingcheng said, pretending convincingly, “I just need a place to rest and recover. But I'm not from around here, and I don't know anyone nearby. What should I do?”
“How about this, Miss,” the boy said, showing his caring nature, “Since you don't have family here, why don't I take you to my home to rest for a few days? Anyway, my house isn't far from here.”
Hearing this, Qingcheng felt deeply touched.
This boy wanted to take her home, it probably wasn't for any personal gain, because her face certainly wasn't beautiful at the moment.
“But, Duoduo,” the boy's mother said, “You're already carrying her on your back. How can you bring her home? Even if you first carry her home, you still can't keep carrying her back and forth, she's a young lady…”
“Yes, Miss, how could I not think of that,” Duoduo looked awkward, “Maybe I should take you to see a doctor then.”
“Why don't you just rent a carriage on the street!” Qingcheng continued to test him.
“Oh, right, how could I be so silly!” Duoduo scratched his forehead and said, “Miss, you just lie here for a while, I'll go get a carriage.”
Before long, Duoduo did bring a carriage, and Qingcheng finally understood that Duoduo was a good man, because for an ordinary family, renting a carriage wasn't cheap.
