Shu Jiaying asked back.
"Did Miss Zhao tell you why she gave me ten cents?"
Kang Ningxia shook her head.
"No."
"No, right? Then let me tell you. I was picking herbs in the back mountains. When I passed a patch of grass, I heard a strange noise and a faint cry for help. When I parted the grass, I saw Miss Zhao wrapped around her body by a snake. She was about to suffocate, so I grabbed the snake by the waist and pulled it away."
"So you saved Miss Zhao's life, and the ten cents she gave you was a thank you?"
Shu Jiaying laughed again.
"Thank me? You're wrong again. She gave me ten cents because she cut off the snake's head without my knowledge, and the snake's blood splattered all over me. So, the ten cents weren't a thank you. She threw them on the ground as a 'charity' to give me back my clothes."
“…”
If this is true, then Zhao Qianhuan has gone too far.
However, considering Zhao Qianhuan's willful temper, Kang Ningxia was no longer surprised that she could do such things.
"Girl, I'm very curious why you buried the snake and the copper coins together in the soil. What does this mean?"
Shu Jiaying didn't mind telling Kang Ningxia the truth. She said frankly, "It's nothing. I knew that Zhao hadn't left, so I pretended to give her a hard time. I didn't expect that she felt guilty and secretly ran out after I left, dug up the pit where the snake was buried, and took back her copper coins.
As for the itching all over her body you mentioned, I think she probably had a skin allergy after coming into contact with a snake."
"Then why is her high fever not going away?"
"The high fever won't go away?"
After thinking about it, Shu Jiaying guessed based on human nature.
"This might be her own psychological suggestion. She's always felt that I've put a curse on her, so any physical symptom she experiences she thinks is a symptom of the curse. To put it bluntly, she has a mental illness, which we usually call mental illness!"
"Mental illness? Hehehe..."
Kang Ningxia immediately laughed like a pig.
"Girl, if Miss Zhao knew you were implying she was crazy, I'm sure she would kill you right away. But you do have a knack for cursing without using any dirty words."
Shu Jiaying put on a serious face.
"I didn't say Miss Zhao was crazy, but the term 'mental illness' is too broad in the medical field and encompasses many things.
Tsk… Even if I explain it to you, you might not understand, but if that Miss Zhao really wants to cure her illness…”
"Then heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine."
Outside the door, a deep and powerful voice interrupted Shu Jiaying.
Following the sound, Shu Jiaying looked back.
It turned out that the man leaning against the door in black clothes was the man who lived in Shu Jiaying's thatched cottage yesterday and was beaten by her with a stick.
"Is it you?"
It was somewhat unexpected that this man would appear in Zhenghetang. Shu Jiaying originally thought that this man's sudden departure was so as not to die in her thatched cottage and to leave her house clean.
It seems that I was overthinking it.
The man nodded to Shu Jiaying.
"Miss, we meet again. It was thanks to you that you treated my wound yesterday that I was able to save my life."
"You're welcome. It's just a small favor. Sir, are you here at Zhenghe Hall for medical treatment?"
"Well! I came over to get some medicine that Doctor Yao prepared for me. By the way, young lady, I have a request. I hope you can go to the Zhao family and help Miss Zhao resolve her worries."
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