When Chen He returned to Song Garden, Song Jingcheng was still asleep.
Kang Bo had just wiped Song Jingcheng's body and was wearing a mask and gloves while tidying up the dirty bed sheets that had just been changed.
Seeing Chen He coming back, Kang Bo told her: "Sir has been sweating a lot, it's all that dirty black sweat."
Chen He glanced at the dirty sheets and smelled a strange smell. It was not smelly, but it was heart-wrenching.
No wonder Cumber wears a mask.
Cumber added, "I've changed the sheets three times, and I sealed the rest in a bag."
Kang Bo didn't know if these sheets could be thrown away casually, so he asked Chen He: "Should these sheets be thrown away directly or burned?"
The bed sheets used by the Song family are all expensive silk sheets. Many of them are picked up and reused as soon as they are thrown away.
Considering that this thing is not hygienic, Chen He said, "Send it to the back mountain and burn it."
"Okay, I'll do it myself."
Kang Bo had just changed Song Jingcheng's clothes, but in less than half an hour, the toxic sweat in Song Jingcheng's body soaked his pajamas again.
Chen He simply stripped Song Jingcheng naked and wrapped him in a sheet. When the sheet got dirty, he would just change it...
Song Jingcheng slept until dusk before waking up.
When I woke up I said, "It's so cold..."
Without saying a word, Chen He filled the bathtub with warm water himself and helped Song Jingcheng to take a bath in the bathtub.
Song Jingcheng leaned back in the bathtub and told Shen He, "I've been dreaming."
"What dream?"
Song Jingcheng blushed and whispered, "I dreamed that you and I were doing it all the time. We changed places and kept sitting even when we were sweating..."
Chen He stuffed the wet towel directly into Song Jingcheng's mouth, "Do it with your towel."
Only then did Song Jingcheng calm down.
After a while, Shen He took the towel out of his mouth and asked him, "How do you feel?"
Song Jingcheng said: "I felt my body was lighter than ever before."
My previously seriously ill body was like a piece of rotten wood, old, decayed, and lifeless all day long.
Song Jingcheng hasn't felt this light and comfortable for a long time.
This is a truly healthy body.
"That's good." Chen He told Song Jingcheng, "The life-threatening insect is parasitic in your eye. Grandma has already helped you remove the insect."
"Mr. Song, congratulations on your new life."
Perhaps it was because the warm water was too hot that Song Jingcheng's eyes became misty.
He buried his face in the bathtub water, and when he looked up again, the mist in his eyes was gone.
Chen He knew that this guy was being self-indulgent again, so she changed the subject to distract Song Jingcheng: "Aunt Qin made pig tripe soup, and grandma made me pepper and sesame rabbit. When you're done, let's go downstairs to eat."
"good."
After taking a shower, Song Jingcheng still felt cold, so he went to eat wrapped in his down jacket.
It was just Mid-Autumn Festival and everyone was still wearing thin long sleeves. Song Jingcheng, wrapped in a down jacket, looked out of place.
But no one said anything about him.
Aunt Qin noticed that Song Jingcheng's eyes seemed to have become brighter and clearer. She hesitated and said, "Sir, the color of your eyes seems to have faded a little."
Upon hearing this, Ma Kai and the others came over and surrounded Song Jingcheng as if he were a national treasure.
After observing carefully for a moment, Ma Kai nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Song's eyes are the same as before."
Ma Kai has been with Song Jingcheng the longest. When he first met Song Jingcheng, he was still a strong and agile young man.
Later he fell ill.
Chen He told everyone: "Grandma told me that Jingcheng's Gu is in his eyes, and over time it has changed the color of his irises."
"I see..."
Song Jingcheng was not used to being watched like this.
But this was a happy occasion, and he couldn't lose his temper, so he had to find an excuse to slip away: "I'm going to see what grandma is doing in the kitchen."
Su Jin was still busy in the kitchen. Song Jingcheng walked in wrapped in a down jacket. He asked, "Grandma, what are you doing? Is she cooking for me?"
He is a patient.
Grandma loves him and must be making delicious food for him.
Song Jingcheng took a closer look and saw that Su Jin was chopping meat on a small chopping board. It was all offal and red meat...
It's obvious that this is not for him to eat.
Sure enough, Su Jin said, "I'm making canned meat for the cats. Make more. Ask Xie Jin to take me to the studio tomorrow. I want to go see the three lucky cats."
Good, the cats in the studio all have canned meat, but he doesn't.
Song Jingcheng was disheartened.
Su Jin suddenly pointed to the steamer and told Song Jingcheng, "I made you an egg custard with herbs to prevent dizziness. Remember to eat some, it's good for your eyes."
Song Jingcheng then smiled happily, "Grandma is so nice."
During the meal, Song Jingcheng tilted his head and said to Chen He, "Gather all the employees at Song Garden tonight and give them a small red envelope."
Song Jingcheng has been reborn and his serious illness has been cured. This is a great joyous event and should be expressed in some way.
"That's the way it should be."
On the side, Su Jin also said: "Tomorrow I will go to the temple to worship Buddha, and then go to the Taoist temple to worship the ancestors." In short, he will worship all kinds of gods.
Kang Bo was waiting nearby. Upon hearing this, he asked Song Jingcheng, "Sir, would you like to go and pay your respects at the ancestral hall as well?"
Song Jingcheng thought for a moment before nodding and saying, "After my wife and I got married, we haven't yet gone to the ancestral hall to pay respects to our ancestors."
"Kang Bo, you take care of the ancestral worship at the ancestral hall. There's no need to make a big deal about it this time. Just keep it low-key."
His wedding with Chen He was scheduled for January 8th, and the Chinese New Year would come right after the wedding. At the end of the year, all members of the Song family would return to Qing City to worship their ancestors.
We’ll do it on a big scale then.
"I will take my wife to the ancestral temple to pay homage tomorrow morning."
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