The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

The aunt thought to herself that the temperature of the porridge was not much different from the porridge she usually drank. It was just a little higher. She could just blow on it slowly before drinking it.

But it is true that the old lady is sick and has no strength, so she might not be able to hold the bowl.

Maybe it's because I do more housework every day, so the calluses on my hands are quite thick, so I don't feel very hot. The old lady, on the other hand, has someone to serve her every day and doesn't have to do any housework. Although her hands have many wrinkles, they are much more delicate than my own.

But I don't want to go through the trouble of blowing the medicine down for the old lady, so I might as well just leave it here and wait for it to cool down.

There is no need to worry about your man, it will be fine if you wait for a while.

Nothing should happen if I keep the medicine here. It would be nice to leave for a while and go somewhere else to relax, so I don't have to face these two patients every day, especially the one who likes to talk and care about things, which will affect my mood. If this goes on for a long time, I might get sick too.

"Since you think it's too hot, let it sit for a while. When you think the temperature is right, how about drinking it?"

The old lady was a little unhappy. Why did they wake her up so early? She couldn't just take the medicine directly. What if she fell asleep and the medicine got cold and had no effect, and she would miss the next time she took it?

"You are the one that the yamen runners hired to take care of me. You are so neglectful of a patient. When the yamen runners come, I will tell him to change someone else. I am very dissatisfied with you."

The aunt suddenly panicked. This was a job that paid five cents a day and she couldn't give it to anyone else. This person was really hard to please.

"Don't talk nonsense, old lady. When have I ever neglected you? I worked so hard to bring the medicine here. You said it's hot. It's normal to let it cool down for a while."

The old lady didn't care whether others were happy or not, as long as she was happy, the most important thing was that she felt very uncomfortable. She thought that if she drank it quickly, she would feel better.

"I want to drink it now. I might fall asleep in a while. Please help me cool it down."

The aunt felt uncomfortable hearing this. Although she took the money, the old lady was used to ordering people around. It turned out that she had been a mother-in-law for too long, and her daughter-in-law must have a hard time.

I'm not a member of her family, and she spoke like she was giving orders. Who would be happy to listen to that? She didn't even say thank you, as if she owed her something.

I wanted to argue with her, but this old lady is very talkative. She would probably respond with ten more words to every one I said. She would probably get angrier and angrier. Forget it, I'd better just bear with it for the sake of five cents.

I picked up the bowl and blew away the hot steam on the surface with a few puffs. I didn't have the patience to blow slowly, and the steaming hot steam stung my eyes, making it difficult to open them. So I simply closed my eyes and continued.

I felt it was almost mouth-warming and prepared to hand it to the old lady.

"You can drink it now. Can you hold it yourself?"

The old lady felt that she had no strength in her hands, but she still wanted to drink it herself. The person opposite her worked too roughly and was not to her liking at all. She was far inferior to the eldest son's wife, and she was afraid that she would just pour the bowl into her mouth.

I stretched out my hand, ready to take the bowl. My hand was a little shaky, but I managed to hold it.

I took a small sip carefully and it didn't feel that hot. However, I still couldn't drink it directly in one gulp. I blew on it slowly a few times and drank it in small sips.

After taking the medicine, I was sweating all over.

It was such hot weather, with the sun shining brightly, and sweat kept dripping down my forehead and cheeks, soaking my clothes, making me feel sticky and uncomfortable all over.

I only heard the old lady say weakly: "Hey, come and help me wipe the sweat off my face, and then help me go to the bathroom."

As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for any response from this side, she immediately added: "Oh, by the way! Also, go tell Niu Xiaonier to come over and take my pulse to see if this medicine is effective."

Hearing this, the aunt couldn't help but secretly complain.

I thought to myself that this person was really troublesome. One moment she needed help to wipe her sweat, and the next she needed support to go to the toilet. That would have been fine, but she actually asked me to call Doctor Niu to take her pulse.

Not to mention that Doctor Niu is busy all day long with a lot of things to deal with, just based on the relationship between her and Doctor Niu, she shouldn't order him around like this.

Although we don't know what she did specifically to Dr. Niu, looking at their relationship, we can tell that she was not very nice to Dr. Niu on a daily basis. Now that they have separated, she is just Dr. Niu's grandmother in words, and in fact, they have no relationship at all.

Besides, it had only been a short time since she took the medicine, how could she see the effect so quickly? Taking her pulse once a day was already considered frequent. Normally, someone would come to take her pulse tomorrow. Why was she so impatient to order others around?

He really thinks he is a dish of great importance, ordering others around as he pleases, without even considering his own capabilities.

"Old lady, let me wipe your sweat first."

Usually, when a patient is brought in, he or she would have a bag with his or her usual clothes and daily items, but she only had a stretcher.

My aunt couldn't believe her eyes.

That's impossible. There's no way she's the only one in her family. She keeps talking about daughter-in-law, son and grandson. Can't she even bring some daily necessities?

The old lady pointed with her finger, "Are you looking for that?"

A very inconspicuous small, shabby bundle came into view.

When she carefully opened it, all she saw were a few simple pieces of cloth and a bowl with a hole in it.

The pieces of cloth were randomly stacked together. They were gray in color and looked a little old. There were stains and dust on them. They didn't look very clean.

He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and gently picked up one of the pieces of cloth.

The fabric feels rough and slightly hard, as if it has been used and worn countless times.

As he slowly lifted the cloth, some fine dust floated away from the cloth, forming a small light dust mist in the air.

This... Never mind, it can still be used. After all, it’s difficult to wash clothes recently, and the water is not enough for drinking.

He shook off the dust on the cloth and wiped the old lady's sweat. After wiping her face, he wiped her back. He wrung the cloth and the dripping water made a small hole on the ground.

You have to drink more water in such hot weather. She is already sick, so don't let her get exhausted. Give her some water when we're done.

"Ma'am, how do you feel now?"

My body feels much drier and I no longer feel sticky. My mood has improved a lot.

"Well, not bad."

"Then I'll take you to the bathroom."

The aunt simply opened one arm, wrapped the old lady in it, and clamped her tightly, so that she could walk without having to exert much effort.