Pirate’s I’ll become stronger by fishing

Then Gui Moyan, who had placed Misuga, walked back, and took the large and small bags of items from Hill and Lanling.

Without expression on his face, he told the location of Zhang Jun Hotel, and then walked back.

As for Zhang Jun, he planned to accompany Hill to see the boy's mother.

This is of course to protect the personal safety of the two ladies.

"Kid, where do you live? Take your sister?"

Hill picked up the little boy who was no longer crying, then handed him a piece of candy, and asked with a smile.

Lan Ling stood by, observing everything, as if learning the skills of being a man.

"I, just call me Shiro, everyone calls me like that. My house is right there..."

Xiao Shi Lang said, the round little finger pointed to the alley next to him.

Hill nodded to both Zhang Jun and walked into the alley with Xiao Shilang in his arms.

"Shirou, what do you usually do?"

On the way, Zhang Jun saw no one speaking, and took the initiative to break the embarrassment.

"Well, I, I usually sweep the floor at home, wash the dishes. Oh, I occasionally break the dishes, but my mother won't scold me. Mom is fine~"

Xiao Shi Lang frowned for a while, pursed his mouth for a while, and finally smiled a few naively.

It looked cute, but Zhang Jun couldn't smile.

Xiao Shi Lang looked five or six years old. Shouldn't children at this age be innocent and play happily every day?

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy.

Xiao Shilang is very sensible. Seeing that these kind brothers and sisters didn't speak, he closed his little mouth well.

Just point the direction from time to time.

The alley is very deep and dark, fortunately Zhang Jun can illuminate it.

A small group of flashing thunder appeared in Zhang Jun's palm, illuminating the small area ahead.

"Brother, brother, are you a god?"

Xiao Shi Lang held back for a long time, and finally asked with a blushing face expectantly.

"Fairy? No, my brother is not a fairy, my brother is better than a fairy!"

Seeing Xiao Shilang showing the curiosity that a child should have, Zhang Jun said with a smile.

"Wow, brother, can you make a lot of money? Shilang, Shilang doesn't need a lot, so that Shilang and his mother can eat every meal!"

As expected, Xiao Shilang was still a child, he took Zhang Jun's joke seriously, his body was leaning, his fleshy hands grabbed Zhang Jun's clothes.

"Shirou, a man can't pray like others, he should get what he wants through his own efforts!"

A complicated look flashed in Zhang Jun's eyes, and he couldn't help but remember the mother who passed through before. Then he touched Xiao Shi Lang's head and said seriously.

Xiao Shirou was startled, and it took a long time before he nodded seriously.

"When you arrive, this is my home!"

After walking for a while, Xiao Shi Lang got off Hill and pointed to a door.

This place is very small and has reached a dead end.

The wooden door is a bit decayed, creaking in the wind that blows from time to time.

The moon does not show up, it is always shrouded by dark clouds, and the air is filled with unpleasant smells...

Inside the wooden door, a cough came out from time to time, and every cough seemed to want to cough out his lungs.

Every sound is hoarse, every sound is full of weakness.

And also mixed with various grunts.From time to time, there are still people scolding why they don't cough to death.

Xiao Shi Lang's eyes were red, and he rushed towards the house while pulling Hill.

The wooden door was pushed open with a creak, and an unspeakable stench came out.

It is several times stronger than the smell outside the door.

Hill subconsciously covered his nose, and Lan Ling was also beautiful and slightly frowned.

Several people followed Xiao Shi Lang and walked in.

There are many rooms in it, some of which are open and some are closed.

Various sounds and scenes seem so noisy in the silent night.

Xiao Shilang took Hill to the third room on the right, took out a key and opened the door.

The room is very small and can only accommodate a bed, a table, and a small cabinet.

There are all kinds of things hanging on the tables and walls.

There are weird things collected by Xiao Shi Lang, and there are also things like pots and pans.

Zhang Jun walked in and glanced around, all this fell in his eyes.

A few people squeezed in a room was a bit blocked, not to mention that there was only a small window.

Hill did not delay, and went straight to the woman lying on the bed.

The woman was thin and skinny, coughing like a cry from hell.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her complexion was pale, and her lips were pale.

"This, this is because she is too tired to become like this. Damn it!"

Hill observed for a while with various methods, and his expression was a bit ugly.

Zhang Jun instantly understood what Hill meant.

This is not a strange disease at all, as long as it is a serious doctor can easily tell.

And for the current medical skills, it is actually easier to treat.

But the doctor was unwilling to treat, Zhang Jun had some understanding.

For people who live like this, even if it is cured this time, as long as she is still so tired, one day she will get sick again.

So the doctor didn't just look down on the poor and died of greed, maybe he also thought that even if he was cured this time, it would be meaningless.

"Shilang, brother and sister and I will go out first. Give this to your mother and we will be back soon."

Hill took out a pill and handed it to Shilang, and walked out with Zhang Jun.

She first gave a general explanation to the ignorant Lan Ling, and then looked at Zhang Jun.

"Hill, no matter what, she must be cured this time."

Zhang Jun pondered for a moment and made a decision.

Afterwards, Hill went in again, combined with the healing light, and left some pills, which cured most of Xiao Shilang's mother's illness.

Then Hill explained to Xiao Shi Lang, and said that he would come back to see the situation tomorrow, and then a few people would head towards the hotel.

Hill was unhappy along the way.

She said that originally she was only looking at her eyes when she was treating illnesses and saving people. As long as the people in front of her were cured, she would be very satisfied.

But this time, she really realized that even if the disease was cured for a while, it might not have been cured for a long time.

Zhang Jun and Lan Ling didn't say much, and their hearts were equally heavy.

Maybe this is the life of the real poor...