Look at the material should be a silver bracelet, and the pattern on the outside of the silver bracelet looks like it's been seen somewhere, Hua Mian picked up the silver bracelet and looked around.

"It's such a beautiful bracelet, and the orchid hairpin that my sister has been wearing recently looks like a set"

Hearing Ying'er say this, Hua Mian suddenly found that the pattern she felt familiar with turned out to be the same as the bluegrass on the hairpin.

Although it is not excluded that the styles of this kind of jewelry in this world are about those styles, but this is too coincidental, if it was given by the same guest, why not let Sikong Yu hand it over like other guests, but secretly put it at the door of his residence.

Who is this person? How did you get into the backyard? Guests are not allowed to enter the backyard, will he and the person who gave the silver hairpin be the same person?

Hua Mian held the silver bracelet, full of questions, seeing that Hua Mian was in a daze, Ying'er thought that she was still a little uncomfortable, so she hurriedly helped her back to the bed and sat down, poured a glass of water, watched Hua Mian drink water and then serve her to lie down, closed the door and hurriedly returned to the front building to return to Li'er.

Hua Mian was lying under the quilt looking at the curtain hanging on the top shelf of the bed, holding the bracelet in her hand, could it be the guest who gave the silver hairpin? So the other party saw last night's Oiran parade? My performance is so bad, I hope I don't disappoint that supporter.

Hearing that Huamian was hot, Sikong Yu hurriedly put down his work to visit Huamian in the backyard, and brought a gift from the guest to Huamian, pushed open the bedroom door and saw that she was asleep, put down the gift and asked Ying'er a few words to go to the pharmacist in the building.

Fortunately, in the pharmacist's opinion, maybe she just had a fever in the changing seasons, which was not a disease, and she would be fine with a few portions of decoction, so when Hua Mian woke up again, what was waiting for her was Sikong Yu with a bowl of black medicinal juice.

"Can I not drink it?" , why is this bowl of decoction still bubbling? Joke! Is this what people drink? How can it still bubble? Sick people drink this and it only gets worse, okay?! What's more, she is still pretending to be sick...

"No, this is something that Pharmacist Mo specially adjusted for you after listening to your symptoms."

Without saying anything, Sikong Yu handed the bowl in his hand to Hua Mian, and suddenly changed back to Sikong Yu's voice and said, "If you don't drink it, I'll feed you to drink."

"I drink I drink, I drink it, can't I drink it?!"

Listening to the other party's face with such a peerless beauty, but the voice coming out of his mouth was a male voice, Hua Mian only felt that goosebumps on his back came out all of a sudden, and he was frightened and agreed, for fear that he was really going to take a spoon to feed himself medicine.

After taking the bowl, a strange smell emanated from the bowl, like the juice boiled with stinky tofu durian leeks.

Hua Mian pursed her lips and took a small sip, only to feel dizzy in front of her eyes, if there is really poison in the world, it will probably be like this.

I heard Sikong Yu say that this strange pharmacist who dispenses medicine is the resident pharmacist of Flower Street, and he lives in the alley behind Yilan Building, and the people on Flower Street have a headache and fever and other small problems, so they go to her to grab medicine.

Those flower girls look soft and weak, how can they bear to drink this medicine? It's just that the food in this world is hard to swallow, and even the medicine is like this, Sikong Yu saw Huamian obediently drinking the medicine, and showed her the gifts and condolences sent by the guests to her with satisfaction.

As expected, it was mainly condiments and kitchen utensils, piled up in half of the room, and Hua Mian smiled bitterly, will these ingredients be eaten back into their stomachs in the end? No wonder there were so many people delivering ingredients this time.