90 Days of Spring Chapter 43:

At night, the lakeside was quiet, and a small figure slowly climbed out of the water and ran towards the shore. Soon he ran back whimpering, folded leaves into a small boat, scooped up a handful of water, and rushed to the street cautiously.

There was a deep black rock carp in the water, with a silvery white abdomen, and an inconspicuous wound, which was oozing blood little by little, and soon the water in the leaves was stained red. The little girl ran so hard that her forehead was covered with sweat, and her eyes were red, "Wei Ling, don't die..."

Her hair and clothes are wet, and there are water marks along the way, which is really scary at first glance.

Miaomiao slammed on the wooden door in front of her, "Is anyone there? Help!"

At this time, most of the shops are closed, even the medical center. A few passers-by were walking sporadically on the street, and they couldn't help but look sideways and cast curious glances at her.

Miaomiao put it back on the little maid, probably because she hasn't moved for several days, her hands and feet are a little stiff, other than that everything is fine. But Wei Ling is not good, he has changed back to his original appearance, and was injured, Miaomiao can't talk to him, and doesn't know how to treat him, so he rushes to the hospital for help.

It took a while before someone came out to open the door. The young man held a pair of bowls and chopsticks in his hand, "I don't see a doctor now, come early tomorrow."

As she was about to close the door, Miaomiao blocked it quickly with her eyes and hands, and squeezed into the door: "Please, I can't wait until tomorrow... Is the doctor here? Can you please come out?"

The young man was having dinner with the master, and wanted to reject her, but seeing her disheveled clothes and sad expression, he finally couldn't bear it, "Wait a while."

Finally I thought of it and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Miaomiao shook her head, and stretched out her arms to him, "It's not me, it's him. He's injured, can you save him?"

The little guy stared at the carp in her palm, and asked angrily: "Are you kidding me?"

Miaomiao shook her head solemnly, almost crying, "Please help him, he was seriously injured!"

However, to the ears of the buddy, this sentence is tantamount to making trouble and finding fault.

Are you full or what? The little guy put down the bowls and chopsticks, pushed her to the door, and waved his hand: "Go, go, my master only treats people, not fish!"

Miaomiao staggered twice, a lot of water spilled out from the leaves, a lot of water leaked along the way, and now there is not much left, I am really worried that Wei Ling will die of thirst if this continues. She raised her head and pleaded earnestly, "But...fish are living things, aren't they all the same?"

The little guy was too lazy to talk to her, so he reached out to close the door.

Miaomiao blocked her sideways, her arm was pinched by the door, but she didn't even hum, "Then can you, can you give me some water? Please!"

Perhaps it was pitiful to see her, the little boy stared at her, "Wait!" He turned around and went back to get water, and when he came back, he brought her a white glazed porcelain bowl, "Put it in."

Miaomiao was very grateful, and carefully moved Wei Ling to the bowl, "Thank you, thank you."

During the movement, the boy saw the wound on the belly of the fish, which looked like a sharp tooth tearing mark, which was really not shallow. He pondered for a moment, asked Miaomiao to wait in place, and went back to the prescription to get a few herbs, "Crush it and apply it on its wound. I don't know if it will help. After all, the structures of humans and fish are different. Just take care of it." Try it. If it’s useless, you can cook fish soup to nourish your body.”

Miaomiao automatically filtered the last sentence, took the medicine and kept thanking her.

She searched all over her body but couldn't find any money, she pursed her lips in embarrassment, "I..."

The young man saw through her embarrassment, and felt that she was about the same age as him, and she was so thin and pitiful. Maybe she also had brain problems, so he sighed and said, "Forget it, I won't charge you anymore, let's go."

Miaomiao showed surprise, and said bluntly: "You are such a good person!"

She forgot that she was still scolding others in her heart just now, so when she came out of the medical clinic, Miaomiao stopped at the intersection with a porcelain bowl in her hand and had trouble.

Where should she go now? Going back to the palace, will people treat her as a lonely ghost?

But if she doesn't go back, she has nowhere to go, she doesn't have any money on her body, and she can't afford a hotel, so is she going to sleep on the street tonight? Wei Ling was still injured, she had to quickly find a place to apply medicine to him.

Looking down at him, Miaomiao sniffed, "You are so stupid, so stupid. Why do you do so much for me? I clearly...obviously..."

Obviously she can go by herself, obviously all of this is her business. An answer was about to come out, Miaomiao didn't dare to think any further, turned around and hid in the alley. She insisted on becoming a human being, but never thought about the consequences, which caused Wei Ling a lot. If possible, she will compensate him one by one in the future, and she will never be willful again.

After a while, she came out from the corner, holding a few pearl beans in her palm, and walked quickly to the nearest inn.

While walking, pay attention to the water in the bowl, not daring to let it spill out. There was no one downstairs at the inn, only the shopkeeper was fiddling with the abacus, she walked up, "I want a room."

The shopkeeper raised his head, smiled attentively, "Wait a minute, girl, I'll ask the buddy to take you up." He opened his mouth and called, only to see a person coming down from the stairs with a towel on his shoulders.

Miaomiao opened her palm and handed it to him, and hurriedly asked, "Can I pay with this?"

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, he took it and tapped it carefully, with a smile on his face, "Yes, yes!"

This pearl is bright in color, smooth and smooth, it is top grade at first glance, and it is worth a lot, even if they buy this small inn, it is more than enough. The shopkeeper became more and more polite to her, and personally led her upstairs, and greeted her with a smile: "If the girl has other orders, just call me."

Miaomiao nodded, closed the door and put the porcelain bowl on the table, according to the boy's instructions, crushed the medicine into fine powder, mixed it together, wrapped it in white gauze and wrapped it around Wei Ling's abdomen. During the period, she asked the buddy to borrow the medicine twister, and she was not used to using it, so she barely finished it after stumbling.

When applying medicine to Wei Ling, she paused, always feeling that he was looking at her, obviously turned into a fish, his eyes were still cold.

Is it an illusion... Miaomiao hypnotized herself, touched his fish belly, wrapped the drug-soaked gauze around his belly little by little, and finally succeeded after a long time of tossing.

"You said you want to rest for a while, how long is it?" Miaomiao leaned on the table and poked his fish tail.

In the past, she would not dare to be so presumptuous, but now he is not afraid at all, so she becomes bolder accordingly. Wei Ling naturally ignored her, wagging her tail and turned to the other side.

This bowl is really too small, Miaomiao thought about changing him to a copper bowl tomorrow so as not to wrong him.

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Can't help but sneezed, Miaomiao rubbed her red nose, reluctantly got out of bed.

Wei Ling has improved, at least the wound is no longer bleeding, so it should be fine. Miaomiao caught a cold, after soaking in the water for so many days, and running around with wet clothes yesterday, she felt a little top-heavy now.

She changed Wei Ling's medicine once, and then went to the street: "I'll buy you a fish bowl, and I'll be right back. By the way, what do you want to eat?"

Seeing that Wei Ling didn't respond, she smiled and said, "I see, you can't talk now. Then I'll buy it."

She didn't know that there was a **** shop on the street, so she was thinking about how to use it while walking on the street. It wasn't until the shopkeeper of the tailor shop found her a large pile of broken silver that she had a vague idea of ​​the value of a pearl, and walked back happily.

Yesterday's clothes were wet and dry, and they were wrinkled on her body, so she simply changed into new clothes and went back. The white satin woven gold blouse was paired with a bird-patterned horse-face skirt. Her steps were windy, as if birds were flying under her feet, and her steps were light. The little girl's face gradually turned red, rosy and clean, so tender that water could be squeezed out.

Miaomiao returned to the inn with the copper bowl in her hand. The porcelain bowl on the table was the same as when she left. Wei Ling was lying quietly in it, looking like she was asleep, her eyes were motionless.

Miaomiao didn't wake him up, she didn't know what he had been through these days, she didn't even have time to ask, he became what he is now. It's a lie to say that you don't feel guilty, Miaomiao lowered her head, and fiddled with the brown sugar hair cake she bought from West Street, "What if you can't change back..."

As she spoke, there was already a cry in her voice. She pursed her lips to hold back, took a bite of the cake slowly, and swallowed it with difficulty.

After Wei Ling moved, Miaomiao changed his medicine again. She seemed to be reassuring Wei Ling, and she seemed to be saying to herself, "Don't worry, I will not leave you until you recover from your injury." .”

Wei Ling moved her tail and opened and closed her mouth. Miaomiao understood and hurriedly fed him.

It was not until he was served that Miaomiao lowered her shoulders, tilted her head and couldn't help sneezing. Taking a look at the sky outside, she saw that dusk was approaching. She thought that catching a cold would not be a serious problem, and it would pass after suffering, but she did not expect that it would become more and more serious.

Before the clinic closed, Miaomiao went to prepare to go out again and pack some medicine for herself.

She hurried downstairs with fluttering clothes and a dexterous figure, like a colorful butterfly fluttering its wings, about to disappear in the blink of an eye. While walking, it brings a light fragrance of dew.

There is a chariot parked at the entrance of the inn. The curtains are exquisite, the four corners are decorated with colored glaze balls, and the decoration is luxurious. One can tell at a glance that the car is not an ordinary person. Miaomiao glanced at it, didn't think much, walked around the carriage and walked forward.

One person got out of the car and blocked her way. A robe with a pattern of navy blue lotus geese and grass leaves came into view, Miaomiao stopped quickly, stepped back half a step and raised her head, Huo Di froze.

Yang Fu was standing in front of her, looking at him closely, he was even more tired, his eye sockets were black and blue, only a pair of dark eyes were fixed on her.

Miaomiao was taken aback, her first thought was to turn around and run.

Don't let him see you! At least, not now!

However, after only two steps away, she was surrounded by a pair of arms, tightly imprisoned in her bosom. Yang Fu's body trembled slightly, with shock and ecstasy, "It's really you..."

Miaomiao froze, looking at the front stupidly, not even conscious of being strangled by him.

On the busy street, Yang Fu hugged her, completely ignoring the eyes of his surroundings. Miaomiao moved, "My lord, I still..."

She is still going to pack medicine.

This sentence reminded Yang Fu, he led her to the chariot, "Go home first."

Wen Yan Miaomiao was startled, and resisted to shake off his hand, "No... I won't go back." She wanted to stay and take care of Wei Ling, besides—

"Is the prince going to hand me over to the prince again?"

Yang Fu froze, pain flashed in his eyes.