If we really can't live together, it's better to die together.
"Newcomer, go watch the fire."
The woman beside her tossed the palm-leaf fan to Wan Qiqi without even lifting her eyelids.
Wan Qiqi shrugged, pressed her palm-leaf fan, and sat down next to the lit medicine pot.
Even through a layer of cloth and a mask, the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine filled my nasal cavity, and it smelled bitter.
Time slipped by quietly, and night soon fell.
Because Wan Qiqi was new, she was allowed to rest after the medicine was brewed.
Pushing open the door to the room I'd arrived in during the day, I found several people already lying inside.
When they saw someone coming, they only glanced up briefly before falling back asleep, not paying any attention to who it was.
Wan Qiqi walked to her bundle and sat down, looking at the people lying around her, and sighed softly.
This arrangement is actually unreasonable. People who have direct contact with patients living together pose a risk of infection to everyone in the room, but there is no other way during this special period.
Unable to wash up, Wan Qiqi lay on the straw and couldn't fall asleep.
Even with a layer of straw underneath, you could still feel the unevenness of the ground on your back, which was very uncomfortable.
She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time, unable to adjust.
Suddenly, she remembered Chen Yongnian. Whether at home or outside, he always slept on the ground with a layer of straw on his back.
Judging from Chen Yongnian's appearance, she had thought that it would be more comfortable to lie on straw, but now she realized that she had been overthinking it.
Sleeping on the floor is never comfortable.
But Chen Yongnian fell asleep in this way day after day, year after year, after An'an was born.
Thinking of this, Wan Qiqi felt a little uncomfortable.
Looking at the moonlight outside, she thought: Once the plague is over, she will get Chen Yongnian a bed.
If she can't afford to buy it, can't she make it herself?
Although she doesn't seem to know anything about woodworking...
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