After getting on the carriage, Gu Qingcheng began to apologize to Han Jiaojiao.
Han Jiaojiao: ...
She hasn't come to her senses yet.
Hearing Gu Qingcheng's voice, she murmured, "Aunt, you, you vomited blood--" It was not because of illness, but because of something she had done.
A smile flashed quickly in Gu Qingcheng's eyes.
Her delicate face was somewhat gloomy. "Yes, I am not in good health. After my husband passed away, I was devastated."
"I can't be too sad. If I cry too hard, I'll vomit blood!"
"But don't worry, I'm very careful and regularly consult different doctors for pulse checks."
"The doctor said that although I'm weak, if I take good care of myself and avoid extreme joy and sorrow, there won't be any major problems."
So, she was able to fake vomiting blood because she was really weak.
And being weak is not a weakness, but a trick she uses to deal with others!
At critical moments, it can work wonders.
Because of her mother's negligence and her father's dislike, Han Jiaojiao developed a timid and cowardly character.
But she is not stupid!
And because of the complexity and harshness of her living environment, she is particularly sensitive, and she has long had "experience" with the various struggles, calculations, and secret methods in the harem.
So, after seeing Gu Qingcheng's "true face" and hearing her words of advice, Han Jiaojiao thought a lot.
Her three views were indeed impacted, but her bound thoughts were also broken by some strange things.
turn out to be--
Being sick and weak is not a disadvantage. If used well, it can also become a weapon.
If you want to perform perfectly, you also need to lay a solid foundation and make sufficient preparations.
Just like Aunt Zhao, her vomiting blood was fake, but her poor health was real.
People also regularly ask doctors to take their pulses, and they ask different doctors.
The prescription and witness evidence are very complete.
This kind of deception is more effective.
And is it really stupid that the aunt let the gangster go and rescued the old beggar?
"Jiaojiao, remember, people always sympathize with the weak."
"When you are right, you should be merciful and leave a way out for others." Unless you have the ability to cut the weeds completely and prevent future troubles!
Holding Han Jiaojiao's already chubby body in his arms, Gu Qingcheng whispered to her.
Her voice was very soft, like a mother's whisper in a dream.
“…”Mother!
Han Jiaojiao buried herself in Gu Qingcheng's fragrant arms and called out silently.
How nice it would be if Auntie was my mother!
She, like herself, was a sickly and cowardly person.
She won't despise herself.
She can also enlighten and teach herself!
Unfortunately, she is not!
Han Jiaojiao is not like Zheng Wanjun, she is a real child.
At the age of seven or eight, she couldn't think of her childhood sweetheart, let alone "saving the country in a roundabout way".
She just sighed silently and cherished the time she spent with her aunt.
…
The next day, Gu Qingcheng went to the clinic as promised to visit the old beggar.
He was still unconscious, but his face was no longer the grayish-white color of death, and he gradually regained some vitality.
"This old man is really lucky. I asked the waiter to give him some medicine and some rice soup. Although some of it spilled, he finally swallowed it."
"However, the possibility of him waking up is not high. He is just delaying the day."
When the shopkeeper saw Gu Qingcheng, he saw her clear eyes and her genuine pity for the old beggar, and he knew that this incredibly beautiful and chaste woman was not acting.
People are really kind!
Oh, what a good man!
I hope there will be good news.
The shopkeeper had a good impression of Gu Qingcheng and was willing to tell the truth.
He said the old beggar was beyond help and that he was just stalling for time. He just wanted to remind Gu Qingcheng:
Don't waste your money. She can't save the old beggar.
Gu Qingcheng:...Of course I know that the old beggar can't survive!
But, on the one hand, she needed to handle the whole thing satisfactorily, and on the other hand, ahem, she also wanted to take advantage of the old beggar.
"Boss, is there any way to wake him up?"
"Maybe he still has some unfulfilled wishes!"
"He and I have some kind of connection, so I might as well do good things to the end!"
Gu Qingcheng had a face full of compassion, beautiful looks and pure temperament, just like the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the portrait.
The shopkeeper was a little stunned.
After a moment, he said, "Using ginseng soup might be able to wake him up!"
If the medicine is effective enough, there will be a last burst of recovery.
"Okay! Then use ginseng soup!"
Gu Qingcheng had no money on hand. Well, she only had five taels of silver as "pocket money" every month.
It was all spent yesterday.
She took off a silver bracelet from her wrist and said, "Take it first. My Dalang will come to settle the bill later."
The shopkeeper just thought that Gu Qingcheng was temporarily unavailable.
Well, think about it, they are an orphan and a widow, and their son still needs to go to school, so how much money can they have?
But even under such difficult conditions, people are still willing to spend a lot of money to do charity.
The shopkeeper was touched by Gu Qingcheng's "kindness" and did not increase the price, but only calculated the cost.
After drinking a bowl of ginseng soup, the old beggar really woke up.
"What? What did you say? Oh, I see! Okay! Don't worry, I'll go."
"You're welcome! Saving a life is both your luck and my merit..."
Gu Qingcheng was talking to herself in a serious manner, and the shopkeeper standing beside her saw it all.
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