"Hmm...what's that smell?"
As soon as she entered Xiaohua's room, Guan Yaoer smelled an indescribable smell.
Shu Jiaying also smelled the smell, and she quickly opened the window in the room.
At this time, Zhao Ma Ma came in with two bowls of porridge. She saw Shu Jiaying had opened the small flower room completely. She hurriedly asked, "Princess Chen, what are you doing?"
"Oh, I saw that the air in the little flower house was not very good, so I opened the window to give her some fresh air."
Nanny Zhao put the porridge on the table and hurriedly closed the window that Shu Jiaying had opened.
Nanny Zhao said angrily, "Princess Chen, how could you do this? Xiaohua has caught a cold recently, and I just gave her a scraping treatment. She can't be exposed to the wind."
"You scraped Xiaohua? But didn't you say before that Xiaohua was fine and that she was listless because she was too tired from playing with Ah Huang?"
“…”
Zhao Mama remembered that she had said this, but so what? She remained calm and said, "She played crazy with Ah Huang. That happened a while ago. It was because she and Ah Huang played too crazy that the little girl caught a cold without paying attention. I used a folk remedy to help her get rid of the cold, but this method cannot be used to expose the patient to the wind, otherwise the whole treatment will be wasted."
Shu Jiaying had heard that after a massage to remove dampness, the patient should not be exposed to the wind, so the folk method that Zhao Mama mentioned should be similar to removing dampness. Thinking of this, she did not stop Zhao Mama from closing the window. However, she did not know how Zhao Mama created the smell in the room. In short, it did not smell like medicine.
Shu Jiaying asked, "Madam Zhao, what method did you use to cure Xiaohua's cold?"
"What? Do you suspect that I have ulterior motives towards Xiaohua?"
"no."
Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhao spoke so harshly. Shu Jiaying could only patiently explain, "I don't mean anything else. I just want to learn more from you, Aunt Zhao."
Zhao Mama's expression finally eased a little, but she still refused to explain. She just said perfunctorily, "I've cured everyone in this palace of colds by myself. Princess Chen doesn't need to know this. If Princess Chen feels unwell in the future, just come to me. I will definitely take good care of her."
“…”
What a stubborn old man.
Shu Jiaying decided not to discuss this with Aunt Zhao any further. Since Xiaohua was already asleep, she told Aunt Zhao, "Boss Guan and I still have some things to take care of, so we'll be leaving first. You stay here and take good care of Xiaohua."
"etc."
Aunt Zhao pointed to the two bowls of porridge on the table.
"You two should drink the mixed rice porridge first. Seeing how busy you are, you must not have much time to eat. Mixed rice porridge is good for the stomach, and it will be good for your health."
Although Guan Yaoer didn't want to eat, she had no choice but to follow Shu Jiaying when she saw her walk to the table and pick up the mixed rice porridge. But when she was about to pick up the bowl, she saw Shu Jiaying suddenly holding her stomach and crying out "ouch".
Guan Yaoer quickly put down the bowl in her hand. She walked over to Shu Jiaying and asked, "Princess Chen, what's wrong with you? Why are you squatting on the ground holding your stomach?"
Shu Jiaying showed a painful expression. She said to Guan Yaoer, "Boss Guan, could you please help me back to my room? I suddenly have an indescribable pain in my lower abdomen..."
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