The material should be a silver bracelet. The circle of patterns on the outside of the silver bracelet also looked like I had seen it somewhere. Hua Mian picked up the silver bracelet and looked around.

"What a beautiful bracelet, it looks like the same orchid hairpin that my sister has been wearing recently."

After hearing Ying'er say this, Hua Mian suddenly realized that the pattern that she looked familiar with turned out to be the same as the orchid on the hairpin.

Although it is not ruled out that the styles of jewelry in this world are probably those, this is a bit coincidental. If it was delivered by the same customer, why not let Sikong Yu pass it over like other customers, but secretly put it at the door of his residence.

Who is this person? How did you come into the backyard? The guest is not allowed to enter the backyard. Will he and the one who sends the silver hairpin be the same?

Hua Mian held the silver bracelet and was full of questions. Seeing Hua Mian dazed, Ying'er thought she was still feeling a little uncomfortable, so she quickly helped her back to the bed and sat down, poured a glass of water, watched Hua Mian lie down after drinking water, and closed the door and hurried back to the building in front to report to Li'er.

Huamian was lying in the quilt and looking at the curtain hanging on the top of the bed, holding the bracelet in his hand. Will it be the guest who gave the silver hairpin? So, the other party saw the courtesan parading last night? His performance was so bad, I hope he would not disappoint the supporter.

When she heard that Hua Mian was getting hot, Sikong Yu hurriedly put down his work and went to the backyard to visit him. He also brought a gift from the guest to Hua Mian. He pushed open the door of the dormitory and saw that she was asleep. He put down the gift and told Ying'er a few words to go to the pharmacist in the building.

Fortunately, in the pharmacist's opinion, maybe she had a seasonal fever, which was not a big disease. It would be fine after a few doses of decoctions. So when Hua Mian woke up again, the one waiting for her was Sikong Yu, who was holding a bowl of black medicine juice.

"Can you not drink it?", why is this bowl of soup still bubbled? Just kidding! Is this what people drink? Why does it still bubble? Sick people drink this only becomes more serious, right? What's more, she still pretends to be sick...

"No, this was specially adjusted for you after hearing your symptoms."

Without saying anything, Sikong Yu handed the bowl in front of Hua Mian, and suddenly changed to Sikong Yu's voice and said, "If you don't drink it, I will feed you."

"I drink, can't I drink?!"

Hearing the other person's face as a peerless beauty, what was coming out of his mouth was a male voice. Hua Mian felt goose bumps appear on her back, and she was so scared that she agreed, afraid that he would really prepare to feed her medicine with a spoon.

After taking the bowl, a strange smell emanated from the bowl, like cooking juice from stinky tofu, durian and leeks.

Hua Mian curled her lips and took a sip, feeling dizzy in front of her. If there were really poisons in the world, this would probably be like this.

I heard from Sikong Yu that the pharmacist Mo who dispensed with medicine was a permanent pharmacist in Hua Street. He lived in the alley behind Yilan Building. People on Hua Street had a headache and fever and other minor problems that they went to find her to get medicine.

Those flower girls all looked soft and weak, how could they bear to drink this medicine? It would be fine if the food in this world is hard to swallow, but even the medicine is like this. Sikong Yu saw Hua Mian drinking the medicine obediently and showed her the gifts and condolences sent to her with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!