Chapter 155 Taking Care (Second Update)
Well, out of the six people in the family, half of them fell ill at once.
Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang dared not let the old lady stay at home any longer.
For a young girl like Jingkong, getting smallpox is similar to having a severe cold, but for an elderly woman, smallpox can be fatal.
"Let the old lady stay next door for a few days?" Gu Jiao said to Xiao Liulang.
Gu Jiao already knew that the old man next door was the old man she had treated on the mountain. Regardless of whether he was the old lady's husband or not, he was ultimately a trustworthy person.
Xiao Liulang opened his mouth, but actually the two of them... were sworn enemies, the kind who were locked in a life-or-death struggle.
Is it really okay to live next door?
Won't one of them lose control and strangle the other to death?
When the old lady heard that she was going to live with her husband, she felt a little disgusted, but when she thought about how the three little ones had contracted smallpox, she still chose to save her life by saying "dog head".
When the old woman appeared before him with a sinister look, the old priest, who was watering the flowers, was so frightened that he dropped the watering can: "I have no more savings!"
The old woman gave him a death stare, then silently took her luggage and went inside.
The old chief priest stared in disbelief: "This...this...this is my house!"
The old woman threw his things out and said expressionlessly, "From now on, it's not like that anymore."
The old chief priest: "..."
The old chief priest gritted his teeth; he endured it, he endured it!
Gu Xiaoshun and Xiao Jingkong never had a headache or fever in a year, but this time when they got smallpox, their symptoms were even more severe than Gu Yan's.
Both of them had a high fever of 40 degrees Celsius, which did not come down even after taking antipyretics.
Gu Jiao gave the two of them some IV fluids.
Gu Yan sat opposite the two, watching them get acupuncture with a smug look on his face.
The two of them, one big and one small, were sitting in chairs getting IV drips, and I couldn't help but want to beat Gu Yan up.
Xiao Liulang entered the room and saw this scene. That strange treatment method was unique in the six kingdoms and the world.
Now, their secrets are gradually coming to light; his background and her medical skills are slowly surfacing.
He simply didn't want to talk much about his background, so naturally he wasn't qualified to inquire about her medical skills.
Gu Jiao was the same.
We are all smart people.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Xiao Liulang asked.
Gu Jiao: "There's no hot water left."
"I'll go cook." Xiao Liulang turned and went to the kitchen.
Gu Jiao stayed behind to observe the situation of the three.
Xiao Jingkong is the youngest and has the highest acceptance of new things; he quickly adapted to the needle on the back of his hand.
Gu Xiaoshun was so scared that he trembled all over.
"It's alright," Gu Jiao gently comforted him.
After a short while, Xiao Jingkong got sleepy.
Gu Jiao picked him up and placed him on her lap, sitting next to Gu Xiaoshun, quietly keeping them company.
Gu Jiao thought that Xiao Jingkong, being the youngest, would have the mildest symptoms, but at night, Xiao Jingkong's hands and feet began to feel cold.
Gu Jiao brought him hot water to soak his feet.
The little guy can't even sit still anymore.
“Hold him,” Xiao Liulang said.
Gu Jiao sat on a chair holding Xiao Jingkong, while Xiao Liulang squatted on the ground, holding a wooden basin for him to soak his feet.
This action is tiring even for a normal person, let alone him.
Gu Jiao said, "I'll do it."
"No need." Beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Liulang's forehead as he said calmly, "He doesn't want me to hold him."
Little Jingkong is too sleepy to know who's holding him.
Gu Jiao glanced at him, raised her hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with her sleeve.
After soaking his feet, Xiao Jingkong sweated profusely, his high fever subsided a bit, and his hands and feet were no longer so cold.
To be honest, Gu Jiao didn't have much interaction with young patients in her previous life, so she really didn't dare to let her guard down for a while.
"I'll go check on Xiao Shun and Gu Yan," Xiao Liulang said, taking the used hot water with him.
Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun also had high fevers, but not as severe as Xiao Jingkong.
In the middle of the night, Xiao Jingkong suddenly sat up, opened his big, dark eyes, and blinked, seemingly looking at something.
Gu Jiao asked, "What's wrong?"
"Jiaojiao," he said.
"I'm here." Gu Jiao hugged him and lay down.
Xiao Jingkong closed his eyes.
A moment later, he sat up again, his eyes wide open.
“Brother-in-law,” he said.
"He's here too." Gu Jiao called Xiao Liulang in. "Go to sleep."
Xiao Jingkong glanced at Gu Jiao, then at Xiao Liulang, and fell asleep peacefully.
However, he got up again while he was sleeping.
He was delirious with fever. Although his eyes were wide open and he looked bright and alert, he was actually pretty much drunk.
He started reciting Tang poems one after another, then he began speaking Chen dialect, rattling off a whole bunch of them with a very serious expression.
After speaking Chen language, he switched to Liang language.
Some sentences were just casually mentioned by Xiao Liulang, not taken seriously, and people thought he hadn't learned them, yet he still said them.
Then came a few sentences in the Jin language.
Xiao Liulang had not yet taught him the Yan language and the Turkic language.
Out of curiosity, Xiao Liulang exchanged a few words with him.
Xiao Liulang had tested him like this before. He hadn't studied for very long, so he always had to think for a while before he could give the answer.
Moreover, because I've learned many languages, I sometimes get the answers mixed up.
But tonight, Xiao Liulang seamlessly switched between four languages, and he didn't make a single mistake.
...It's quite confusing.
Finally, he even started reciting Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit.
Not only that, he also insisted on wearing his little monk's robe and striking his little wooden fish.
Gu Jiao went and found his things.
Fifteen minutes later.
The two looked at Xiao Jingkong sitting on the bed, earnestly tapping the small wooden fish, fiddling with small prayer beads, and chanting Buddhist scriptures, and for a moment they were speechless.
That's not even the worst part.
Xiao Jingkong was striking the wooden fish when his head started to itch. He reached up and grabbed a handful of hair.
He was instantly dumbfounded: "Master, why am I growing hair? I can't be a monk anymore! Shave my head! I need a haircut!"
He cried so hard, the kind of crying that you couldn't comfort him.
So Gu Jiao had no choice but to ask his "temporary master" Xiao Liulang to bring over a razor and shave off his hair, which had grown for more than half a year.
The next day, when Xiao Jingkong woke up, he had no recollection of what he had done the night before.
She didn't even realize that her hair was gone.
Gu Yan was quite smug yesterday because he didn't need an injection, but he can't be so smug today.
He was even more listless than Xiao Jingkong, and he also had an uncontrollable cough, vomiting up all the medicine he was given.
With all three children falling ill, Gu Jiao finally understood what it meant to be overwhelmed and stressed.
"It itches so much!"
Xiao Jingkong called again.
Gu Jiao walked into the room: "Don't scratch, it will leave a scar."
Xiao Jingkong went berserk: "But I can't take it anymore!"
Gu Jiao had no choice but to apply some anti-itch and cooling ointment to him.
...
Gu Changqing hadn't passed by the Imperial Academy area for quite some time. Ever since he learned of Gu Jiao and Gu Yan's identities, he had deliberately avoided this place, preferring to take a longer route.
But for some reason, he ended up in Bishui Hutong today.
The sound of the horses' hooves was so soft that it didn't disturb anyone.
He told himself that he was just passing through, just like any other time before.
He tightened his grip on the reins and walked expressionlessly toward the door, when he suddenly heard a low cough.
His eyes changed slightly, and he subconsciously tightened the reins.
The horse wasn't walking fast; it stopped with a gentle rein.
The cough was rapid and painful, and his brow furrowed.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally dismounted.
He arrived at the door and was about to raise his hand to knock when he felt that it was not quite appropriate.
How could a feud spanning over a decade be wiped away with just one or two encounters? They should have been the most familiar strangers to each other.
He turned to leave, but the courtyard gate creaked open.
The one who opened the door was Xiao Jingkong.
Xiao Jingkong is much better today, but he's terribly itchy. Jiaojiao won't let him scratch, so he plans to escape and scratch.
As a result, the older brother caught him red-handed.
Xiao Jingkong nervously put his hands behind his back.
He was wearing a tiger-head hat, so Gu Changqing didn't notice his bald head for the time being.
Gu Changqing looked at him suspiciously: "Where are you going?"
"I..." Xiao Jingkong's eyes darted around, "...came out for some fresh air?"
Gu Changqing's gaze fell on his face covered in acne: "You have acne, and you still come out in the wind? Does your sister know?"
The small purifier points to the fingers.
Gu Changqing had no doubt that if he left like that, the little guy would immediately run out.
Gu Changqing took Xiao Jingkong's hand and led him into the courtyard.
Gu Jiao was cooking in the kitchen.
"He's trying to run away." Gu Changqing carried Xiao Jingkong into the kitchen.
Xiao Jingkong, who had been writing farewell petitions for years, was finally reported to the authorities.
What goes around comes around.
Xiao Jingkong lowered his head guiltily.
Gu Jiao glanced at Xiao Jingkong, then looked at Gu Changqing, her expression calm: "Thank you."
That was the last time.
None of the three people in the room spoke.
Xiao Jingkong is feeling guilty, but he doesn't know why the two adults are acting this way.
"Who's coughing?" Gu Changqing heard the coughing sound again.
“Gu Yan,” Gu Jiao said, “he also got smallpox.”
Smallpox is no minor illness, especially since Gu Yan also suffers from a heart condition. Gu Changqing frowned, wanting to say something, but then felt he had no right to speak.
"Have you ever had acne?" Gu Jiao asked.
"Yes, it has," Gu Changqing said.
Gu Jiao looked at Xiao Jingkong: "Jingkong, take your big brother to see Brother Yan."
That's great, no more facing the gale!
Xiao Jingkong grabbed Gu Changqing's hand and led him to Gu Yan's room.
Gu Yan didn't drink his medicine properly; he would take a sip and then spit it out, spilling it all over himself.
Xiao Liulang had never taken care of a younger brother this age before, so to be honest, he lacked experience.
Moreover, Gu Yan isn't as resilient as Xiao Jingkong, who can be messed with however he wants without consequence. Xiao Liulang worries that he might accidentally kill Gu Yan if he's not careful...
"Give it to me."
Gu Changqing, standing at the door, suddenly spoke.
Xiao Liulang turned around and glanced at Gu Changqing warily. When he saw Xiao Jingkong holding his hand, the wariness in his eyes disappeared.
Xiao Jingkong said, "Jiaojiao asked me to bring my big brother here!"
Hearing Xiao Jingkong say this, Xiao Liulang had no more hesitation. He stood up, leaned on his cane, and went out of the house with Xiao Jingkong.
Gu Changqing turned around and glanced at Xiao Liulang.
He had never met Xiao Liulang, but he felt that he looked familiar.
Furthermore, the wariness the other party just displayed was not something a simple scholar would exhibit.
What kind of man did this younger sister marry?
No, she's not his sister!
Does today's big brother deserve a monthly pass?
(End of this chapter)
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