Chapter 045: Wake Up
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She dreamed that she was back in her previous life after being chopped by the thunder of the sky, turned into a wisp of ghosts and entered the underworld, and lined up in a long line with countless ghosts, waiting for reincarnation.
This time, she didn't meet Pu Jia and Hao Bai again, but like all ordinary ghosts, she kept walking numbly, walking on the Yellow Spring Road where she couldn't see ahead or behind her, until she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the tall, straight, bamboo-like familiar figure drowned in the figure in white.
At this moment, a voice kept urging in her head - "Hurry, chase after it...... This time, you'll have to catch up with him......"
In the dream, Mo'er struggled to peel off wisps of ghost, chasing the familiar figure, closer, closer, closer, and she could catch the man's sleeve.
Finally, she got it.
"Rong Xuan." Moore whispered his name.
The man heard her whisper and turned around, and the expression on Mo'er's face instantly froze-because she suddenly saw Qu Tianlin's handsome face, smiling gently at her: "Lady!"
Mo'er suddenly woke up from her sleep, and as soon as she opened her eyes, the familiar room met her eyes, and for a while she couldn't help but have the illusion that she was still in a dream. But the ensuing pain from her shoulder blades, which made her head swell, pulled her back to reality.
"Lady, are you having a nightmare?" With slender and clean fingers, gently wiped the cold sweat from Mo'er's forehead with his fingertips, Qu Tianlin, who was sleeping next to her and didn't know when he woke up, heard his concern.
Before Mo'er could speak, the three old ladies who heard the movement had already walked in, and when they saw Mo'er and Qu Tianlin wake up, the tense face of the old lady relaxed. "Lin'er, Mo'er, you're awake. Is there anything wrong with it? ā
Qu Tianlin smiled slightly at the old lady, "Grandmother, I'm fine." Then he said distressedly: "But lady, she just had a nightmare and shed a lot of cold sweat." ā
As soon as Feng Lin came in, he had already found that Mo'er's face was frighteningly white, and now that Qu Tianlin brought it up, he, who had been suppressing his feelings, finally couldn't help but open his mouth and propose to the old lady, "Spring is outside, and Sun Er will call her in to see Mo'er's injury." ā
"Then you go."
The old lady didn't notice that his expression was wrong at all, but Xuan Lin on the side noticed it, so when Feng Lin passed by him, Xuan Lin handed him an eye knife. Feng Lin pretended not to see it, and went outside to call Chunyi in. Soon, Chunyi, who was carrying the medicine box, was brought in by him, but in order to avoid suspicion, Feng Lin and Xuan Lin walked out again.
"Chunyi, take a look, how is Mo'er's injury?" The old lady commanded the spring.
Chunyi came to the bedside with the medicine box, she first saluted Mo'er and introduced herself, then put the medicine box on the bed and said to Mo'er: "Madam, the maid now has to untie the gauze to take a look at your injuries." It should hurt a little, and I ask my wife to bear with me. ā
"There's a girl with Lao Chunyi." Mo'er's words can be regarded as telling Chunyi that she is ready, and then she quietly leans back on the bed, and let Chunyi take off her coat and underwear for her.
"Wait!" When Chunyi was about to untie the densely bandaged white gauze for Mo'er, Qu Tianlin suddenly stopped him. Chunyi was puzzled and couldn't help but look at him. But Qu Tianlin was silent, and hurriedly took a small soft pillow and lightly put it under Mo'er's waist before signaling the beginning of spring.
When did the old lady standing next to her see her grandson so considerate after the "onset of illness", she couldn't help but feel that this was the credit of Mo'er, and secretly decided in her heart that she would be better for Mo'er in the future.
The gauze was untied layer by layer, and the first few layers were still white and flawless, but at the back they were all oozing blood, and Chunyi frowned slightly, and he had already guessed that the wound that should have healed must have cracked.
Sure enough, when the last gauze was uncovered by Spring, the wound on the shoulder blade that should have been scabbed not only cracked, but the exposed flesh also festered.
The old lady frowned, and there was more worry in her tone: "Why is this injury so serious?" ā
Chunyi opened the medicine box, took out the gold sore medicine and sprinkled it on Mo'er's wound, and replied to the old lady: "Back to the old lady, the dagger that stabbed the lady was already highly poisonous, although the lady has taken the anti-poison pill, but due to the hot weather in the past few days, the lady has come back all the way, I am afraid that if I hit the wound when I was in a hurry, it will crack and suppurate after the scab." ā
"Is this a big deal? Will there be scars in the future? "Although the old lady accompanied her father and brother to the battlefield when she was young, she has seen more serious injuries than this. But in the end, the blood of others is different from the blood of her own relatives, how can she not feel distressed.
"As long as you take care of it carefully, the wound will not be affected if it does not touch the water."
Since this day, Mo'er has become a protected animal, and she is not allowed to get out of bed or bathe. This made her, a person who is used to taking a bath every day, uncomfortable, especially in such a hot weather!
After more than ten days of recuperation, Mo'er's injuries have almost healed. If she was granted amnesty, she was finally able to soak comfortably in the tub. Especially after cleaning her dripping oily head, Mo'er felt alive again.
"Lady, I'll help you wipe your hair." In the courtyard, Qu Tianlin diligently took a handkerchief and wiped Mo'er's hair.
In her previous life, she enjoyed a variety of electrical products and services, and what she felt most about in this life was that she could only dry her hair by natural wind every time she washed it. Autumn and summer are fine, but if it is winter or the next year, when the snow melts, there is no earth dragon heating indoors, and the water on the hair is afraid to freeze.
When Mo'er's hair was completely dry, Qu Tianlin suddenly had a whim, and said to her again: "Lady, I'll help you comb your hair." ā
Mo'er supports her forehead, Qu Tianlin even dresses on weekdays, and she can help her comb her hair. But she raised her eyes and saw Qu Tianlin's eager expression, and she didn't want to disturb his interest, so she had to reluctantly agree.
Sitting in front of the mirror, Mo'er looked at herself in the mirror with the messy shape like a bird's nest, and sighed infinitely in her heart: This person, you really can't be soft-hearted.
She snatched the white jade comb from Qu Tianlin's hand, combed her hair back neatly, and then pulled a bun for herself at will.
At this time, Qu Tianlin still didn't give up, and rubbed his face over to help Mo'er choose a hairpin. Mo'er reminded herself not to be soft-hearted a moment ago, but at this moment she still couldn't bear to refuse Qu Tianlin's request and let him "help".
When Feng Lin came in, she happened to see such a picture - Mo'er was sitting in front of the mirror table, Qu Tianlin was standing behind her, and the hairpin she had picked was inserted. Both of them had a faint smile on their lips, and a faint light emanated from them.
At that moment, Feng Lin was shocked by this picture!