Jiang Jiang didn't want to pay attention to the stories of previous hosts. She shouted to the window, "Song Xuannian, please call the doctor in."

Song Xuannian, who was hiding under the window, was wondering: Why could she find me no matter where I hide?

Isn't it hidden secretly enough?

And how did she know the doctor wasn't here...

There is simply no solution.

Jiang Jiang wrote the prescription and gave it to the doctor, which contained all kinds of tonic medicines prescribed for postpartum bleeding.

"I'll trouble the doctor to prescribe medicine for me these few days. According to the prescription above, first this, then this..."

After Jiang Jiang arranged these things, he asked everyone to leave.

Fall asleep.

In his dream, Jiang Jiang returned to the damp and dilapidated little mud house.

My father’s scolding, my mother’s complaints and accusations, and my younger brothers and sisters’ crying.

The squeaking mice crawled out of the quilt, the snakes in the cracks in the wall spat out their tongues, and the cockroaches crawled around on the wall.

The rickety wooden stairs were frighteningly steep.

Cold rice, leftover soup, and a shaky, dim light bulb.

There is no end to planting land, no end to digging soil, and no end to weeding weeds...

It was all suffocating.

The most frustrating thing is that there is no income...

Jiang Jiang wanted to escape, but found himself trapped.

Jiang Jiang was like a dying fish, struggling desperately but still unable to escape the clutches of fate.

I don't know how long I slept...

Jiang Jiang suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Qiang Huai came back with wontons at some point and sat beside Jiang Jiang's bed.

Jiang Jiang found that there was a new brazier in the room, and through the crack in the door he caught a glimpse of servants kneeling in a row outside.

Jiang Jiang was a little annoyed.

Even if the mother is bleeding heavily, there is no need for so many braziers, right?

If you want me to die soon, just tell me!

Damn villain!

crazy!

"Qiang Huai, please take the brazier away. The windows in the room are closed and the air is not circulating. If I keep warming myself by the fire, I will die faster."

"Ah? Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know..." Qiang Huai looked at Jiang Jiang helplessly like a child who had done something wrong, "I didn't mean it. I just wanted to warm you up and get rid of the high fever."

Jiang Jiang smiled but didn't say anything. Qiang Huai wasn't sure what Jiang Jiang's smile meant. He huddled at the end of the bed, feeling aggrieved, holding the bowl of steaming wontons.

Jiang Jiang barely supported himself with the help of the edge of the bed, then moved little by little and finally sat up.

I felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.

So she leaned her head against the headboard, which made her a little more comfortable.

He turned to the people outside and said, "Everyone, get up, take away the brazier, boil a pot of chicken soup, and boil another dose of medicine. Don't kneel anymore."

Qiang Huai originally wanted to help, but when his outstretched hand was about to touch Jiang Jiang, it was slapped away by Jiang Jiang. Qiang Huai thought Jiang Jiang was angry, so his hands froze in mid-air and he withdrew them awkwardly.

He turned his head and yelled at the people outside, "Didn't you hear what the princess said? Hurry up and go!"

Servant: As if you are sick!

System: [……] I agree.

"Wontons." Jiang Jiang pointed to the steaming bowl of wontons next to Qiang Huai.

so fragrant~

So missed.

Haven't eaten there for a long time.

When the slippery wontons touched his tongue, Jiang Jiang only tasted the bitter taste of medicine.

After eating two, I didn't feel like eating anymore.

Jiang Jiang held the spoon and stirred the bowl.

"Is it too hot?"

"Hmm? No, it's just right." Jiang Jiang was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and quickly scanned the Qianghuai tree. At the same time, he scooped up a wonton and put it into his mouth. He swallowed it without being able to taste anything. "It's just that I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I miss it a little."

Jiang Jiang swallowed the whole bowl of wontons numbly, like a walking corpse.

Pour it into your stomach along with the soup.

Pretend to be delicious.

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