"Auntie, I'm fine, I'll lie down again, I'll lie down and I'll be sick." Chao Rong grabbed Yun Niang's hand and said sincerely, hiding a coquettish meaning that he didn't even notice in his eyes.

"When will you change your character? You have to worry about me! Yun Niang glanced at her, grabbed Chao Rong's wrist, and pulled her to the hall.

"Sit and don't walk around, my mother will go and fetch water for you." Yun Niang led Chao Rong to sit down on a chair in the hall, and after giving a word, she turned out again.

Chao Rong is rarely at ease, and when Yun Niang comes back, she has a large tray full of things in her hand.

Chao Rong glanced at the bamboo cups, toothbrushes, basins, towels and other items in the tray, and then raised his eyes to look at Yun Niang: "Actually, I can go to the bathhouse to wash." ”

In Chao Rong's inherited memory, in the past, Mu Changying brushed her teeth and washed her face next to the bathhouse in the back, which was not as troublesome as her.

Hearing this, Yun Niang ignored it, opened a porcelain jar, dipped a small piece of brown paste in it with a toothbrush, and then handed it to Chao Rong together with a bamboo cup filled with water: "Talk." ”

Chao Rong took the things from Yun Niang's hand, sniffed the paste on the toothbrush, and then dipped it in water and put it in his mouth. Toothbrushes are made from animal hair and are the most popular cleaning tool in the world, although rough, but they are enough, not to mention toothpaste, almost everyone will make their own. What she has in her hand is an ointment boiled by Dr. Han, which can clear the fire and dissipate heat.

Seeing that Chao Rong began to brush his teeth, Yun Niang handed over a small empty basin, Chao Rong put down the bamboo cup, put the basin on his lap, and used it to hold mouthwash.

"After washing up and eating something, Dr. Han will come over later." After Chao Rong rinsed her mouth, Yun Niang wiped her face with a wet handkerchief.

Chao Rong held the toothbrush in one hand and the basin in the other, and let Yun Niang help her wipe her face, and she was suddenly a little overwhelmed, just like last night. Chao Rong was orphaned when she was young, her relatives were like jackals, and no one took care of her so much after she was four years old. Neither want to refuse, nor want to sink. Because she has been longing for a long time, because these are the gentleness that belonged to Mu Changying.

Thinking back, Chao Rong found that his hands were empty, and Yun Niang didn't know when to put everything back.

Chao Rong looked at Yun Niang's back as she left, curled her fingers, and her eyes were uncertain. If she found out that Mu Changying was not Mu Changying, she would despair...... But since in that bizarre dream, she promised someone to take care of A-Niang, then Chao Rong can only be Mu Changying......

Not long after Chao Rong drank two bowls of white porridge, Han Sheng carried his medical box into the hall.

"Grandpa Han is early, have you had breakfast?" Compared with Yun Niang, Chao Rong was not very reserved about Han Sheng, and when he saw him enter the door, he greeted him with a smile. The eyes are lightly bent like the moon, bright as the sun.

"The old man has eaten too early, how can Changying get up so early?" Han Sheng put down the medical box and took out a roll of silver needles.

"Go to bed early and wake up early, and you're in good health." Chao Rong understood that what was strange to him was that Mu Changying, who usually slept until three o'clock in the sun and did not wake up, got up when the sun had just risen.

"It's rare for a girl to have this awareness, sit down, the old man will give you acupuncture." Han Sheng opened the needle bag, and a row of silver needles with a cold glow appeared in front of Chao Rong's eyes.

Chao Rong only felt a chill in her heart, and suddenly had the urge to run with her legs, but the reality of her leg injury made her only think about it. But even so, she still has to make a final struggle.

"Grandpa Han, can you not get a needle?" Chao Rong's gaze seemed to be glued to the silver needle and couldn't be removed, and he said to Han Sheng. She is interested in medicine, but this does not mean that she will be interested in acupuncture, after all, the fear of acupuncture, Mu Changying did not understand, Chao Rong had been taught at the age of seven.

"I can't." It was not Han Sheng who responded to Chao Rong, it was Yun Niang who had just come in on the back foot.