Emma curled up under the covers like a boiled prawn, waiting silently for the pain to dissipate on its own.

At this moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and Robben had already packed his things and was ready to come and say goodbye to Emma.

The knock on the door alarmed the girl in the bed, and she remembered that today was the day Robben was leaving, so she tried hard to get out of bed, but as soon as she moved, a heart-rending pain came from her lower abdomen, as if someone had put an iron hook under it, and then pulled it hard.

She stiffened and couldn't stand up.

Unwilling!

Emma's beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears: she really wanted to send Robben, but her stomach hurt......

"Emma, I'm going to the new dorm first!" Robben knocked on the door, but there was no response when he saw the door, he just thought Emma was still sleeping, so he said hello and turned to leave.

"Uh-huh......" Emma could only hum softly as she was huddled under the covers, but her voice was more moaning than approving.

Robben immediately noticed something unusual: Emma's voice didn't seem quite right. And if the little witch is awake, how can she not come out to send herself?

He knocked on the door again.

"Emma, are you okay?"

"I ...... Not bad. Emma wanted to say something bad, but she was afraid that Robben would worry - she thought it wasn't a big deal, just get some sleep, and buy some pain-relieving potions when the symptoms were relieved, there was no need to tell Robben to let him worry about it and disrupt his plans for today. So the little witch told Robben in good conscience that she was all right.

It's just Emma's voice that betrays her.

Robben was not deaf, and at once he could hear the weakness in Emma's tone, and his brows suddenly came together.

'Is it a cold?' Thinking so, he pushed the door to the girl's bedroom—luckily, it was unlocked, and it clicked open.

"Huh? Y-How did you get in? Emma was taken aback. She thought she had fooled Robben, but she didn't expect him to push the door in directly.

"Are you okay with that?" Looking at Emma in a ball, Robben is not a fool, how can he believe her "okay" nonsense - she looks terrible.

"You...... Go out first...... "Emma is shy and anxious, she has neither changed her clothes nor washed her hair, now she is probably dirty and ugly, right? She didn't want Robben to see her so embarrassed.

"I-I'll be ...... in a moment" Emma felt that she had to get up anyway, and pick herself up, so as not to make too bad an impression on Robben.

"What a hard mouth." Robben sat directly on the edge of Emma's bed and put the back of his hand on her forehead.

"It's all like this, don't be reckless, is it a cold? Something doesn't seem right. After the back of his hand was attached, Robben noticed that Emma's forehead was different from the hot he expected, it was cold and sticky, and it seemed to be in a cold sweat.

This made him a little confused, because Emma's symptoms didn't seem to be a cold and fever, so what could be the problem? He asked Emma, but the little witch, who usually had to answer all questions, kept her mouth shut and refused to answer his questions.

Robben had no choice but to tuck the quilt for her and tidy up the wrinkled sheets so that she could be more comfortable.

Then he saw the bloodstains on the sheets.

"You're hurt?" Robben was shocked.

"Stupid Robben." Emma's face was originally very pale, and when Robben looked at it like this, it turned red.

Robben: ?

Hiss!

He understood, it turned out that relatives had come to visit the child.

Robben couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It was the first time he had encountered this kind of situation, and no girl had ever been so familiar with him before, Emma was the first.

This also caused him to be very sluggish on the subject.

He moved Emma to the middle of the bed, cleaned up the bed for her, and then let her lie down on the bed and rest, and went to prepare something good for her.

Walking out of the room, Robben went straight to the kitchen and boiled hot water.

[The boy took a goblet and planned to ask the girl to drink more hot water~]

Drink you X heads!

It was the first time in Robben's life that he had encountered this situation, but he knew very well that the option of drinking more hot water was wrong, or that it was wrong to choose only "drink more hot water".

Missing or missing multiple choice questions is regarded as a wrong choice!

While the water was boiling on the stove, Robben found a leather bag, cleaned the inside, poured boiling water into it, and then plugged the stopper, and poured a layer of wax on the side of the plug to prevent the water from leaking.

Now, a simple hot water bottle is ready.

Robben returned to Emma's bedroom and placed the hot water bottle on her lower abdomen.

"It's much better to warm up with hot water."

The little witch nodded weakly. Perhaps due to psychological factors, after putting the hot water bottle on, her stomach did feel better.

After putting the hot water bottle away, Robben wanted to turn away again.

"Don't, don't go." Emma stopped him in a low voice and whispered, "Can you stay with me for a while, just for a while!" ”

Emma looked at Robben pitifully, after seeing Robben, she didn't want him to go, the girl wanted her boy to spend more time with her - if a thousand gold dragons could make Robben stay, she wouldn't hesitate even for a second.

"No, I'm just going to the kitchen to make you a cup of tea, you need hot tea now."

"Is it okay to cook here?" Emma was a little vexatious, but now she is like this, for fear that Robben will disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Okay." Robben didn't hesitate and agreed.

He moved the kettle from the kitchen to Emma's bedroom and lit the fireplace inside, then he set the kettle on top of the fireplace and turned it into a makeshift cooktop.

After the water boiled, Robben pulled out a small bottle containing brown sugar.

He sprinkled the brown sugar into the kettle, took out another piece of ginger, cut it into slices, and threw it all into the already boiling brown sugar water.

The ginger calmed the surface of the water for a moment, but it boiled again after a dozen seconds, this time with the aroma of ginger and sugar in the vapor.

Robben let the water boil for a while, and a pot of brown sugar ginger water was cooked.

After finding a small porcelain bowl and pouring out half a bowl of ginger water, Robben sat down on Emma's bedside, changed her into a half-lying position, and then fed her a small silver spoon spoonful by spoon to drink ginger water.

"Is it hot?"

"It's not hot." With the ginger belly under the water, and with the hot water bottle, Emma's complexion has improved a lot, her little face has regained a bit of blood, and a few fine beads of sweat have appeared on the tip of her nose.

"It's good if it's not hot." Robben continued to feed the brown sugar ginger water spoonful, and Emma drank three small bowls before stopping.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts."

Although it still hurts, it has been relieved a lot.

"Then I'll rub it for you?"

Emma didn't object.

If you don't object, you agree!

Robben rubbed his hands together to warm them up and reached into Emma's quilt. Little by little, he went deeper and finally reached his destination.

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The second watch is at 12 noon