The system asked me, a weak woman, to challenge a saint

Maybe it's the effect of the anti-inflammatory injection, or maybe the body has adapted. Although Xiao Yuhan still feels pain in her butt, she can endure the pain and go out for a walk with her mother.

The strong wind happened to blow away the smog, and Xiao Yuhan and her mother often took walks in the hospital garden. She hadn't read much of the novel recently. The scumbag's harem plot and the nonsense about cultivating immortals made her completely lose interest in reading. She even wondered if the book was printed at the author's own expense and sold on the street.

Since Xiao Yuhan regained consciousness, her depression seemed to have suddenly healed itself. Her overall mentality was very healthy and positive. Her mother was very happy and she naturally started talking more. She was even talking about marriage with her daughter.

"Mom, do you know how old I am?" Xiao Yuhan asked her mother with a helpless smile.

"How could Mom not know how old you are? I'm just telling you in advance that you are such a beautiful girl. If it weren't for that... the boys chasing you would have been lining up for you. Your dad is already helping you. It’s time to re-enroll. This time out of school is a bit long. It’s impossible for you to be in your original class again. You will definitely not be able to catch up with the college entrance examination this time..."

Mother, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Xiao Yuhan was still responding and agreeing at the beginning, but later she was basically in a state of "soaring to the sky".

For her mother to say that she is beautiful, she is self-aware. Her mother does not think that her daughter is ugly. With her little material, if she turns on level [-] beauty when taking selfies, she might be considered a fairy. If she wears no makeup, she is really embarrassed to call herself a fairy.

"Han'er? Are you listening to me?" Her mother noticed that Xiao Yuhan's responses were becoming more and more perfunctory and paused the topic.

"Ah, I'm listening. I'm going back to my hometown to visit relatives in two days. Go, they are afraid of me anyway, I have nothing to fear!" Xiao Yuhan raised her chest and raised her head, showing an arrogant look.

The mother was so teased that she couldn't stand it anymore and laughed out loud. She patted her daughter's back gently and said, "You have a pretty face, kid. Why are you so out of shape now?"

Xiao Yuhan kept saying that she was beautiful, and Xiao Yuhan felt that her mother had spoiled her so much that she lost her sense of aesthetics. But then she thought about it. Because of her illness, she always wanted to feel better. Maybe she said she was used to it.

After that, the two talked a lot about returning to school and about his father's work, all the way from the garden back to the ward.

Soon, at night, because she couldn't take a shower, Xiao Yuhan could only wash her hair and feet and wipe her body in the bathroom with the help of her mother.

There is no mirror in the hospital bathroom. It is said that a patient accidentally broke the mirror and was cut. The hospital paid a large sum of money and then stopped placing mirrors in the bathroom. Xiao Yuhan felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched. She felt that the hospital wanted to "upgrade" the patients and deliberately made the general ward inconvenient.

While wiping her body, Xiao Yuhan was surprised to find that her figure seemed different from what she remembered, "Am I so good? Do I have such good skin? I seem to be a little taller, and my breast shape is wrong. I Was it really just a matter of two days in a coma?"

"What are you touching? Wipe it! It's a bit cold here. If you don't wipe it quickly, you'll catch a cold!" Her mother was dissatisfied when she saw Xiao Yuhan touching her body curiously, and urged her to wipe her body quickly and put on her clothes. .

"Oh." Xiao Yuhan heard her mother's words and quickly began to wipe her body with hot water in the basin. While wiping, she muttered, "It's so smooth and tender. Is my skin so good?"

Her mother saw that she had almost wiped her front, and her movements were very stained. She hurriedly grabbed a towel and quickly poured water in the basin to help her wipe her back. At the same time, she also wiped the areas that she had not wiped properly, and she kept complaining. Said: "You are really good. You can wipe off the feeling of a royal concubine when she comes out of the bath. Look, your towel is cold. What have you wiped? There is no wipe on the place where you should wipe. When you wipe, you must face What’s the use of just wiping your face in areas that are prone to sweating..."

"Mom! Mom! It's hot...itchy..." Xiao Yuhan exclaimed in the bathroom, and the older family members who were accompanying them in the ward shook their heads and sighed. Today's young people are so pampered that they even have to wipe themselves. Mom helps.

Soon, Xiao Yuhan climbed onto the hospital bed wearing new underwear and pajamas. Mom took the dirty clothes she had changed and went to the public washroom to clean them. She changed into several comfortable positions and was about to sort out her thoughts for the day when she suddenly saw the novel on the bedside.

Because she had lost interest in this novel before, she thought that if she put it beside her bed, other patients would read it when she was not around. However, except for herself, the youngest person in the ward had to call her aunt. I have no interest in novels on this subject at all. It is better to watch short videos. From time to time, there will be sounds of ghost material in the ward.

Xiao Yuhan curled her lips. She was still in a good mood now. She had not suffered from depression recently. Her mother kept praising her for her beauty. Although she knew it was her mother's preference and a little bit of white lies, she just saw herself bragging. With elastic and breakable skin, it’s hard to feel depressed.

"That's all, that's all, let's see what kind of monster you, the author, can be." Xiao Yuhan avoided the painful area on her buttocks and opened the novel while lying on her side.

She didn't notice that her three thousand green hairs were hanging down like a waterfall, soft and shiny, like a beautiful picture. She was lying on her side on the bed, her posture elegant and stretched, like a bird immersed in a sea of ​​books. Because of the need for ventilation, the door to the ward is always open before going to bed. People passing by will be attracted to her and take a second look, but they seem to be frozen by this glance.

At this time, Xiao Yuhan's eyes were focused and bright, staring at the page in her hand, as if she could see a new world through her eyes. She seemed to feel the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in the book. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and there was a trace of surprise and sadness between her eyebrows, as if she had integrated into the plot of the book and became an indispensable character in it.

Her fingers gently turned the pages of the book. At this moment, she seemed to be an elf immersed in the world of words, leaving all the complexity and noise behind.

In just ten minutes, the door was filled with people, including men and women, and two nurses carrying medicine bottles. My mother, who came back from washing clothes, thought something had happened in the ward, so she squeezed several people away with a basin. Rushed into the room.

Xiao Yuhan, who was interrupted by her mother's noise, raised her head and looked at the door. Everyone didn't know whether they were awakened by her mother's collision or shocked by her clear eyes, and they all dispersed in shame.