After Chu Ci drank the water, she was still dizzy.
Never had such a poor body.
Chu Ci groaned, and signaled Qingbi to put herself back.
It wasn't until I lay back on the bed that I felt a little better.
Most of Chu Ci's small face was buried in the soft quilt and pillow, only the black hair like a cloud was scattered aside.
It made that pale slapped face even more morbid.
With a bit of distress in Qingbi's eyes, he carefully held Chu Ci's hand, warmed it in his hand, and said again, "Miss, the porridge is still warm in the kitchen, and I said that if you wake up, you can eat some if you are hungry. "
"I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."
Chu Ci's voice was muffled.
He buried his face further into the soft pillow like a petulant one.
Seeing this small movement, Qingbi wanted to laugh. She bent her lips slightly, but she didn't dare to urge her. She pulled down the curtain to cover some of the light from the oil lamp outside, but it wouldn't be completely dark. Chu Ci spoke again, "Miss, go to sleep, Qingbi will go talk to the person next to Madam, and wait outside."
The purpose of taking care of Chu Ci in the back room was to make it easier for her to take care of her. Now that she has confirmed that her fever has basically subsided, it is natural to report to the old lady first. Even if she falls asleep, she must first tell the servants over there.
Chu Ci responded with a muffled sound, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again drowsily.
The next morning, it was foggy with dew.
Before Chu Ci woke up, her hand was pulled up.
Chu Ci snorted, opened her eyes, looked up, and saw a beautiful woman who seemed to be only in her twenties looking down at her worriedly.
It is the mother of this body.
"Baby, are you feeling better? The doctor will be here in a while."
"mother."
The little girl called out softly, but still lay on her stomach a little limply.
After sleeping, the soft feeling of powerlessness in the body could not be dissipated, and the head was still a little groggy and quite uncomfortable.
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, Baobao has come here so many times."
While talking, Mrs. Chu raised her hand to straighten Chu Ci's hair.
Chu Ci responded with a muffled sound, adjusted her posture, closed her eyes again and wanted to fall asleep.
He didn't even know when the doctor came to take his pulse, but he only remembered being called up halfway, and then forced to be given a bowl of rather bitter soup.
Chu Ci frowned and couldn't resist, her little hands fluttered wildly, and finally after being forced to drink, she shrank into the quilt aggrievedly and continued to sleep.
But on the other side at this moment, not long after the sun rose in the early morning, the door of the Lu residence was opened.
A man with a handsome appearance and a gentle appearance came out of it, followed by two servants.
He has long black hair, which is neatly tied up by a jade crown. He has been struggling in the business field for many years, and he has already developed a shrewd temperament like a fox.
The smile on the corner of his lips was very light and shallow, and it didn't seem like he was smiling, but it gave people a gentle feeling.
Lu's house is located in the center of the city, and when you get up early, it is surrounded by lively vendors and shops.
After a simple meal out, I talked about business with others all morning with a smile on my face.
A large amount of income was recorded again, and he looked calm, sitting in the largest restaurant in Jiangwan City, holding a glass of wine, and sipping in small sips.