These two maids of Mu Dianke. Zhaoyang is gentle and supple, and she serves thoughtfully everywhere, which makes her worry-free; Zhaohui has a pungent temperament and often contradicts, but he is the most similar to her.

Mu Dian felt a little guilty, after all, Zhaohui only contracted the plague when she stayed in Huairentang.

Although she also asked Xu Younan to calculate, if she insisted on leaving, no one would be able to stop her. She was full of affection for this place......

Mu Dianke thought about this, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, Xu Younan, an old thing, even counted her thoughts.

At this time, he must be hiding in some corner and secretly laughing at himself, right?

Mu Dianke's heart sank, and he suddenly realized a problem.

Why didn't Xu Younan leave the tame and obedient Zhaoyang behind, but he wanted to leave Zhaohui, who had frequent situations and could make his own claims?

Just as he was about to leave, Zhaohui contracted the plague, was the time too coincidental?

Mu Dianke walked over, took the medicine bowl from Zhaohui's hand, and handed her a handkerchief to wipe her mouth.

He asked, "What did the doctor say?" ”

Zhaohui said: "It's a mild disease, and it will be fine in less than three or five days." This place is full of plagues, and the girl should not stay long, I can handle it myself. ”

Mu Dian can raise his hand and put it on Zhaohui's forehead, like touching a soldering iron, burning the palm of his hand.

But it's my own heart.

The haggard color of the face can be achieved through makeup. But now that spring is warm in April, Zhaohui is covered with a thick quilt and does not sweat, but his body is hot like fire, even if Mu Dian does not understand medical skills, he knows that this symptom is extremely abnormal.

Zhaohui is really seriously ill.

Mu Dianke asked, "Does the headache hurt?" ”

Zhaohui smiled: "The girl doesn't have to worry about me, she can't die, just endure it." ”

In the end, he was weak in his illness, and his smile was faint, and he was a little tired.

Mu Dian can help Zhaohui lie down.

Zhaohui said: "Girl, I'm a little hungry. ”

Mu Dianke said in a soft tone and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Zhaohui lay on the buckwheat pillow, looking sorrowful, without the fierce momentum of the past, like a fragile little girl. Mu Dian thought that if he had a sister, he should be like Zhaohui.

"I want to eat white fungus porridge, boiled with red dates and wolfberries, boiled until sticky and thick, and add a big spoon of acacia nectar...... Well, one spoonful is not enough, add two spoonfuls...... When I was younger, I loved this one the most. ”

Liu Zuyi said with a smile on his face: "This is easy, I'll go to the kitchen and ask someone to make it right away." ”

Lift your foot and slip away.

Mu Dian Ke would let him leave and said, "Steward Liu, you help me take care of Zhaohui, I'll go." ”

Liu Zuyi smiled and said: "I'll go, you don't know the kitchen"

Suddenly, his body stiffened and he couldn't move.

Mu Dianke sealed Liu Zuyi's three big acupoints, stretched out his hand and pressed it, telling him to squat in the aisle, and said: "My technique of this acupoint is different from others, only I can solve it." If you let people who don't know how to solve acupuncture points indiscriminately, there will be life-threatening injuries. It's hard for Liu to take care of things, and I'm here to talk to Zhaohui. ”

Liu Zuyi almost cried.

Let the companion talk, you unravel my dumb hole.

Nian Xiaofo is a dead girl, she is as thin as a hemp stick, she doesn't know how hard it is for a fat man with arms thicker than her legs to squat down......

Then Liu Zuyi began to worry: Why hasn't the prince come yet?

As soon as he learned the news that Nian Xiaofo was leaving, he immediately sent someone to deliver the letter.

But it's been a long time, why hasn't the son moved at all?

Could it be that something has stumped up? Or did the message not arrive?

Still can't find a place?

After all, this girl named Zhaohui didn't know where she came from, and if Gongzi didn't know the existence of Zhaohui, there was really no way to find this place.

Such a big Huairentang, inch by inch, will have to be turned over for several days.

Liu Zuyi squatted in the aisle with a sad face, feeling that his heart was so beautiful that it was about to be broken.

After Huai Ren Tang resumed its normal food supply, the ingredients were complete, and it was not difficult to ask for a bowl of white fungus porridge.

Taking advantage of the leisure time of cooking porridge in the kitchen, Mu Dianke quickly went back to the courtyard, collected himself and Zhaohui's clothes, shoes, and toiletries, packed up two big burdens, carried them on his shoulders, and performed light skills all the way, and went out from the back door of Huairentang very eye-catchingly.

actually ran into Yang Ye.

Yang Ye shouted: "Miss Nian, where are you going?" ”

Mu Dian rushed out without looking back.

It's all a bunch of liars! What kind of doctor Gong, Gong Gong does not distinguish, he obviously wants to talk about the son.

A whole bunch of people played her around, was it fun?

Yang Ye chased after him, but he couldn't catch up, looking at Mu Dianke's back and disappearing at the end of the long street, he wondered in his heart: What's wrong with Miss this year? Wasn't it okay yesterday, why did you suddenly see him like a ghost?

I have to ask the kid of the Thousand Buddhas what he did to other girls, and he scared people like this.

Mu Dianke first went to Qing'an Street to buy a large box of rouge gouache, and then found an inn to settle down.

I changed my clothes, combed my hair again, and applied grease and powder to the mirror.

Other women rubbed rouge to add color, but she became uglier and uglier. When I returned to the kitchen of Huairentang to get the white fungus soup, the fat cook who was smiling loudly and heartily was crossing her waist with one hand, and she was neatly avoiding the meat filling.

"The one sent by Chunyangyuan to fetch the white fungus soup, oh, over there, a big pot, can the little girl take it?"

Sure enough, I didn't recognize her.

Mu Dianke deliberately narrowed his voice, and said continuously: "You can move it, thank you, auntie." ”

I went with the porcelain cup, and walked fast all the way, for fear of bumping into someone I knew.

The doctors and apprentices in charge of the sick in the spring garden were so busy that they didn't bother to pay attention to the extra person in the aisle.

When Mu Dianke came back, Liu Zuyi was still squatting in place, his face was red, and he almost cried like that.

Zhaohui was already asleep.

Mu Dian scooped out a small cup of white fungus porridge and left it, and distributed the rest to other patients.

After finishing his work, he solved Liu Zuyi's acupoint.

Liu Zuyi stood at the door and moved his joints, but he didn't dare to slip away.

Nian Xiaofo watched from the side.

This girl is too fine, Liu Zuyi tilted his head and thought, when was this exposed?

Mu Dianke leaned on the pillar in front of the door with his hands folded, looking at the slanting sun, his mind was already drifting away.

She saw Chang Qianfo.

He... Thin, haggard, not at all as heroic as when she first met him.

He was so busy and tired that he didn't forget to send her a bowl of porridge.

But the two of them, it's impossible.

finally made up his mind to say such a decisive thing, how could he plunge into it again and let each other sink deeper?

Better a finger off than always aching.

See each other as if you don't see each other!

Just let him think he's gone.