So Su Qingluan slowly sat down and turned her knees towards Mu Xingzhi.
Mu Xingzhi then stretched out his upper body, supported his knee with one hand and his calf with the other, and moved Su Qingluan's knee joint gently and slowly.
After all, she had just hit the carriage board hard, and the floor of the carriage was for people to walk on, and there was no particularly soft cushioning. What's more, Su Qingluan's impact was completely due to inertia, and there was basically no cushioning, so this was equivalent to kneeling on the ground with both knees.
Even though Su Qingluan understood intellectually that the carriage was made of wood after all and she shouldn't be seriously injured, she was still a little worried - after all, in this era, even a dislocation or bone fracture that seemed minor in her previous life could cause disability here.
Not to mention her knees! She didn't want to develop a chronic illness for such a bizarre reason; that would be too bad!
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan's whole body shuddered. She didn't dare to dodge subconsciously and obediently let Mu Xingzhi check her.
Fortunately, after Mu Xingzhi moved both knees a little, he told her that although there might be serious bruises on her knees in a day or two, at least they were only superficial injuries and no bones were damaged, so he asked her to apply the ointment for three days.
"Don't do any heavy physical labor or walk too much these days. Pay attention to rest and avoid spicy and greasy foods." As he said this, Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan with a smile.
Su Qingluan's eyes wandered around guiltily: spicy and strong flavors were her favorite! It was tragic enough without chili peppers, and now she couldn't even eat other substitutes!
As if seeing through her thoughts, Mu Xingzhi said with a half-smile, "Of course, you can eat whatever you want, but if you get a rash due to the conflict with the medicine, you'll have to avoid it for a longer period of time. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
"...Okay, I get it..." Su Qingluan curled her lips unwillingly, with a look of bitterness and hatred on her face.
Seeing Su Qingluan looking so aggrieved because of a bite of food, Mu Xingzhi found it a little funny: "It's just that the food is a little bland, is there any need to be so sad?"
Su Qingluan couldn't help but complain, "What do you know about someone like you who treats every dish equally and has no preference at all? For me, the greatest pleasure in life, besides traveling, is eating delicious food!"
In fact, Su Qingluan didn't hold out much hope for her long-term goal of traveling. The cost of travel in this era was too high, transportation was underdeveloped, and the household registration verification process made traveling much more troublesome.
What's more, there are no complete tourist attractions in this era. To put it nicely, it is pure natural and pollution-free. To put it bluntly, it is deserted and it is very likely to be taken away by wild beasts or robbed by bandits.
For an ordinary person like her, who is fragile, the safest option is to stay in a densely populated city, but such a place has nothing to do with "traveling around".
What's more, it's unknown when Mu Xingzhi's task will be completed, so Su Qingluan has no hope for this long-term and difficult-to-achieve wish so far.
In this case, there is only one thing left, which is "eating all kinds of delicious food". This goal has low cost, can be achieved quickly, and you can also do it yourself to have enough food and clothing. Why not do it?
As a result, Mu Xingzhi actually told her to abstain from certain foods, and for at least ten days!
Su Qingluan was still unwilling to give up and asked what was considered "meat and fish", but was cruelly told that not only onions, ginger, and garlic, but even spices were considered! In short, from the perspective of seasoning alone, apart from salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, basically everything was on the "blacklist of taboo foods"!
Now, Su Qingluan’s sky became even darker!
Mu Xingzhi watched with interest as Su Qingluan slumped in the carriage, looking as if her soul had left her body, and laughed, "Is she really that hopeless?"
But he had to admit, it was the first time he saw this expression on Su Qingluan's face. Even when she encountered really difficult problems, she always looked full of fighting spirit.
It was just a temporary diet, but Mu Xingzhi felt that it was very fresh and interesting that he could be so dejected.
"Qingluan, don't worry. I will share the joys and sorrows with you during this period. Let's eat light meals together as husband and wife."
If it was just now, Su Qingluan would have been a little shy because of the four words "husband and wife", but now she was too deeply shocked and her soul was completely out of her body, so she only replied soullessly: "Then you are a very nice person!"
From that day on, Su Qingluan completely turned into a lifeless salted fish. Without the nourishment of delicious food, she was simply lying there without any color of life.
After four days of eating nothing in her mouth, Su Qingluan developed a new skill: quenching her thirst by looking at plums.
That is, she bought some paper, pens, and paint along the way, and began to write and draw in the carriage. Taking advantage of the fact that no one could tell what she was drawing, Su Qingluan drew a lot of food that didn't originally exist here, such as hamburgers and fries, grilled corn, and Chongqin hot pot...
Of course, even Mu Xingzhi couldn't guess what Su Qingluan was painting about such a delicious dish no one had ever seen before. Su Qingluan had already thought about the things she was going to draw before she even put pen to paper, and what "substitute ingredients" she was going to use to fool people—of course, substitute ingredients already existed in this world.
But to Su Qingluan's surprise, although Mu Xingzhi often picked up her paintings and looked at them with interest, he never asked any questions, nor did he take the paintings to others to let them see what Su Qingluan was painting.
Su Qingluan had been searching for excuses for a long time, but none of them worked. This made her feel relieved, but also inexplicably disappointed.
On the sixth day after Su Qingluan began painting various Western desserts, the horrible bruises on her legs finally began to fade, and the surrounding area turned a light yellow. Most importantly, the pain where her knees had bumped against her knees had subsided to the point where she couldn't even feel it unless she paid close attention!
Su Qingluan excitedly ran to Mu Xingzhi and asked, "Can I stop taking this ointment? Can I stop avoiding certain foods?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Xingzhi put down the chess manual in his hand and looked at Su Qingluan with a half-smile, which made her feel more and more guilty. Finally, he added carefully: "...Of course, if you say you need to avoid certain foods, then..."
"The dietary restrictions are to prevent rashes from forming when applying the ointment," Mu Xingzhi smiled slightly. "Since Qingluan has already stopped using the ointment, there's no need for dietary restrictions."
"Long live Mu Xingzhi!" Su Qingluan cheered, not noticing that the eyes of everyone around her suddenly became frightened when they looked at her - mainly because she had no idea that "Long live" had a specific meaning in this era.
In fact, Su Qingluan knew it rationally, but she forgot it subconsciously.
Only when she saw the people around her were eerily quiet did she realize what a bold statement she had made.
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