When Lu Amian was called over, she didn't know that she had been specifically called to have her brain checked.
Wen Qiao glanced at her face and asked her to extend her wrist.
Lu Amian was even more confused.
After taking their pulses for a while, Meng Chijian finally told them to put their things down and go out for a stroll and some fun.
Seeing them leave, Wen Qiao looked at his terrified expression with amusement. "It's not as serious as you think. She's just weak and empty inside, and needs to be nourished and slowly healed. I think she's just not enlightened yet and doesn't know the ways of the world, but she has a very open and generous heart. She must fall asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow."
“That’s true.” Meng Chijian smiled as he recalled the memory, then frowned again. “But she…”
"how?"
Meng Chijian hesitated, pondering his words repeatedly, but didn't know where to begin.
Other patients arrived at this time, so he waited aside and stared at the brood of chicks.
After some time, the two people who had been playing outside finally returned.
Lu Amian was holding a bag of chestnuts wrapped in lotus leaves. A strand of her hair had fallen loose and landed on her cheek.
"Where did you pick the lotus leaf? Why are you looking at me like that? Your trouser legs are all wet."
She ate with great satisfaction, and to stop his nagging, she quickly gave him some peeled chestnuts.
Meng Chijian wasn't buying it at first, but then he smelled the warm, sweet scent of fruit emanating from her. After a long while, he said, "Give it to me, I'll peel it. All you ever think about is buying food. We'll go buy some cloth later, you stay close to me..." As he spoke, he casually tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.
Wen Qiao looked at them for a while, quite surprised.
He suddenly realized that the sick person was not A-Mian, but Meng Chijian.
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