Until the woman next to her treated her intimately and called her "daughter" several times.
She kept silent and didn't dare to refute. After making a guess in her mind, she just went along with it.
"Okay, okay, you're screwed. Just lie down first. I'll talk to them." He rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the room, looking like he was ready to fight.
Liu Qingqing lay on her side, surveying her surroundings. The walls of the small room looked freshly painted, though not white. Large, black-painted chests and cabinets sat against the wall. The ceiling was made of wooden beams, adorned with ash. The wooden bed beneath her, though also made of a few planks, was considerably better than the one she had just lain on.
There is nothing else besides this.
Unknown relatives, old clothes, simple and crude furniture in the house, and myself who had just been caught in the mirror.
This situation is obviously time travel.
After a while, I heard noise outside the door.
Several women were shouting and making a lot of noise, and soon the sound came from far away and got closer.
"Uncle Wang, please take a look at my sister." A male voice sounded from outside the door.
"Wang Youde, you almost killed my daughter. If you can't cure her now, I will never forgive you." Yes, this is the mother from before.
"You old woman, if you don't trust me, just take him to the city hospital. I just took a look yesterday, don't try to blame me."
"Besides, your daughter was dead a few days ago. Anyone can see it. Some dead people can recover, but I have never seen a daughter like yours recover after a day..." After the words fell, the three of them entered the house. There were still many people standing outside the door watching the excitement.
An old man with half-white hair, thin cheeks, and a dark complexion stood at the head of Liu Qingqing's bed and asked, "Girl, how do you feel now?"
Liu Qingqing nodded slightly as a greeting: "My head hurts a bit."
"Let me take a look." Wang Youde scratched his hair and said, "There's a little bleeding, but it's nothing serious."
He rummaged through his bag, took out a small bottle, poured out a bunch of powder and sprinkled it on her head, and that was it.
"Uncle, why don't you apply some iodine or something to disinfect it?" Liu Qingqing looked at his simple action, fearing that she would be infected and get sick again.
Wang Youde twitched his lips. "The powder is effective, but it requires a lot of things. We don't have that stuff in our village."
Liu Qingqing lay on the bed speechless. It seemed that the conditions were limited and this was the only way to diagnose the disease.
Suddenly remembering something important, she called out to Wang Youde, who was about to go to bed, "Uncle, not only do I have a headache, but I can't remember anything."
This needs to be determined first. Until now, her son has no memory of the original owner, but the person number does not match. Looking at the clothes and appearance of the people around him, it is obviously not her era, and she has no idea what year it is now.
"What? What did you say?" Before Wang Youde could finish, her mother jumped up and said, "What don't you remember?"
Liu Qingqing blinked and glanced at them: "I don't remember anything."
"Hey, Uncle Wang, please take a good look at this for us. What should we do? Tell me." His thighs slapped each other.
Wang Youde waved his hands repeatedly, "It's incurable. Why don't you take her to the city to see a doctor? I haven't seen her, but I've heard that it's probably a head injury. What's that called? It's just a fall that makes you forget everything you remember. It's not certain that the disease can be cured in the hospital."
Mother Liu's face changed drastically, and she trembled while grabbing Liu Qingqing's arm.
After being questioned by Liu's mother, she discovered that she really knew nothing.
Her mother cried out "Old Mrs. Song" and dragged a woman with a bitter face out of Liu Qingqing's house.
The man next to him came over and asked, "Girl, do you still remember me?"
"I don't remember."
"That's not right. You just woke up and called for your mother!" The man looked unconvinced, and his expression showed that she was pretending to be sick.
Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes while lying on the pillow: "As soon as I woke up, she called me her daughter. I don't remember, but I'm not stupid."
The man touched the back of his head and smiled innocently: "Now that you're alive, it seems you've become smarter."
Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes at him.
A crowd of people crowded inside and outside the door, looking like they were looking at something strange.
It was not until the bell rang that the people watching the fun at the door left.
Several women had excited expressions on their faces. It was worth it that they got up early to come to Old Song's house to watch the fun. They had to go out quickly to talk to someone about it. Such big gossip was just hot out of the pot.
Whether the girl from the Liu family came back to life or fell down and became a fool, that would be enough to show off for a whole day.
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