"It's good to wake up. While gently helping Ping'er wipe her tears, she shouted at the door: "Jiang Lang, Pingqing, Ping'er is awake, you guys go to one and invite Dr. Zhang." ”

Ping'er felt the tenderness of her fingertips, but even more tears welled up.

She hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you again." Don't cry, the wound on your face is not healed yet, beware of suppuration after tears. ”

"Thank you......" Ping'er wanted to get up and thank her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her throat hurt like fire, and she instantly coughed dryly, "Ahem, cough, cough!"

Meizi hurriedly got a glass of salt water from the side, she personally fed Ping'er to drink, and when Ping'er was relieved, she asked Ping'er with a smile: "Ping'er, do you have the strength yourself?" It just so happened that the kitchen sent porridge, you should drink more while it is hot. ”

Seeing Ping'er nodded, she and Meizi helped Ping'er sit up together, and she still fed Ping'er the bowl of porridge with her own hands. When I got up just now, I could feel that Ping'er was still too weak, and her body and hands didn't have any strength at all.

During this period, Ping'er may have moved her legs, felt the pain in her legs, and frowned, but Ping'er didn't exhale the pain, and just drank the porridge obediently with her hands.

She looked outside the house, it should be that Pi Qing ran to call the doctor, Jiang Lang just looked inside at the door, and he was still holding a wet hand towel in his hand, which should have just been washed halfway. Seeing them help Ping'er get up, Jiang Lang had already hurriedly retreated. In the past few days, Ping'er has been wearing a belly pocket, and Jiang Lang and Qi Qing will not come in.

"Meizi, go and close the door first. She still instructed Meizi.

After Meizi closed the door, she continued to feed Ping'er porridge while signaling Meizi to help Ping'er lift the quilt first.

After people wake up, the pain is more sensitive, she is afraid that the quilt will press and rub against Ping'er's wound, and Ping'er looks a little painful.

Ping'er suddenly saw the tragic situation of her lower body, and she shook. In fact, the wound was covered with medicine, and Ping'er couldn't see it directly, but she already recalled the horror of being bitten by maggots in the lower body when she was in a daze. But she didn't have the strength to let the disgusting maggots wriggle in her lower body, gnawing at her flesh and burrowing into her body......

Ping'er trembled, and her eyes were full of tears of fear.

She hurriedly put down the porridge bowl first, wiped her tears for Ping'er again, and persuaded again and again: "Don't be afraid, the insects have been caught, don't be afraid." ”

Ping'er's panicked eyes met her eyes full of concern and distress, gradually calmed down, nodded at her, and swallowed her tears hard, but the tears stopped, and her body was still trembling faintly.

"Ping'er, are you a little cold?" She looked at Ping'er's strong eyes, and felt that Ping'er was actually quite bold, so she reacted slowly, hurriedly pulled up the quilt on the side and gently covered Ping'er, and said, "If the quilt is pressed, if the wound hurts, you bear with it first." ”

"Meizi, go and rummage through my suitcase to see if there are any shawls or the like, light and warm clothes. "This quilt will hurt when it is pressed against the wound screen, and it will be cold for some people if it is not covered. She could only tell Mei Zidao like this for a while, thinking that she wanted to find some lighter clothes to drape Ping'er first, which should be better than a quilt.

At this time, Lizi may not be sleeping soundly, and the first person in the room also heard her shouting at the courtyard, and knew that Ping'er had woken up, so he also got up happily and immediately passed this way. As soon as she entered the door, Pear heard her tell Meizi like this, and Meizi's stupid girl listened to her instructions and rummaged in the suitcase.

"Miss, are you tired and confused? Most of your clothes are satin, how can you give the screen ......?"

"Ahem...... Master...... No need...... Ping'er ...... Clothed in a quilt...... That's it. Ahem! Don't ...... Don't get dirty with your master's ...... Clothes. Ping'er's voice was hoarse, but she resisted the discomfort in her throat and said at the same time as Pear.

As soon as Lizi heard that Ping'er had misunderstood, she quickly explained: "No, Ping'er, don't misunderstand, it's not that you are dirty." I am afraid that most of the master's clothes are embroidered with patterns, which is more likely to rub against your wounds. I'm afraid you're in pain. ”

Meizi rummaged through the suitcase one by one, also worried about the same problem, and couldn't find a suitable one for a while.

Lizi hurriedly said to Meizi: "Don't look for clothes." Didn't I put Xia Bo away before, how good it would be to use that one to drape the screen first. ”

"Ahh After being reminded by Pear, Meizi hurriedly ran to the cabinet at the other end, and found the summer quilt with ease.

The three of them hurriedly took the bed of Xia Bo and draped it over Ping'er, and then they all asked, "How is it? Is it still cold? Will it still press the wound, and does it hurt anymore?"

Ping'er stared at Meizi rummaging around, and only then did she find that she was sleeping in the bedroom of the main concubine's master? At this time, he put on the master's summer thin quilt......

"Oops, Ping'er, why are you crying again, don't cry!" she hurriedly cried out again for Ping'er, wiping her tears.

Ping'er was obedient, and she also wanted to hold back her tears, but this time she couldn't help it no matter what.

At the end, she sighed and said, "Yes, you can cry, it's okay to cry in one breath, don't bear it." She beckoned to Lizi to get a clean hand towel and continued to wipe her tears for Ping'er. In this way, I am not afraid that Ping'er's tears will get on the wound.

"Woo woo woo ......" Ping'er really cried happily. The salty tears were full of accusations of her own suffering, she was able to survive the disaster, and in the end, she cried more of a blessing and gratitude to the three of them for saving their lives. She was born humble, and her master was able to beat her to death to vent her anger because of selfishness, but the three of them cared about her so much, so that Ping'er felt that it was really good to be able to save this life.

Trapped in that dimly lit kitchen, Ping'er actually had a few thoughts of giving up, maybe once she closed her eyes and fell asleep completely, she would never feel any pain again, right? But she was still a little unwilling, even if she was a cheap life, she still wanted to live, and wanted to do her best to live as well as possible. Now that she is saved, she is willing to spend the rest of her life for herself and for them to live to repay them for saving their lives.

Ping'er gradually stopped crying, crying so that her throat was even more dry, and she couldn't speak, but she stared at the three of them firmly with a pair of determined eyes, and Ping'er's oath was said there.