When Yun Zichen passed by, the situation was almost the same as in the afternoon.
The maid waited outside, holding a tray, while Zhang Susu huddled at the foot of the bed holding a blanket, looking at everyone in horror.
The only difference from the afternoon was that now she didn't have time to throw things and have a seizure.
As soon as Long Yan found out that she was awake, he immediately retreated far away and told Zhang Susu to help her find the "gongzi".
Zhang Susu obviously understood, and as expected, she didn't have an attack.
Looking at Yun Zichen who entered the room, Zhang Susu's big watery eyes curled up and her hands moved forward timidly.
Yun Zichen was helpless, so he handed her his sleeve and dragged a stool to sit in front of the bed.
Rong Yan came to the bedside with porridge in his hands.
Zhang Susu was immediately frightened, with resistance written all over her face.
Yun Zichen's voice was slightly tight: "Don't be afraid, she's just feeding you."
Zhang Susu looked at it uncertainly for a while, then leaned closer to Yun Zichen, but no longer showed any resistance.
She ate a bowl of meat porridge quietly.
Then he pulled Yun Zichen's sleeves and lay down.
Yun Zichen's patience reached its limit and he tapped her sleeping hole without hesitation.
As expected, the sleeves couldn't be pulled away.
He quickly took off his robe and threw it to her before leaving.
…
From that day on, Yun Zichen was forced to drink medicine, change dressings, eat and sleep with him.
He is the most effective calming medicine. As long as he appears, Zhang Susu will be calm.
Yun Zichen asked the doctor, and the doctor said that the reason why he didn't speak, overreacted, and was always frightened was because he injured his head and became mentally disturbed. As for Yun Zichen's lack of fear, it might be because of the baby bird's behavior.
The first person she saw after waking up gave her a sense of security that she couldn't explain clearly.
Yun Zichen asked again: "How long will she be like this?"
"We are recovering from all the external injuries, but it's hard to say how old we are mentally. It may take a month or two, or it may take longer..."
It's not like I haven't seen anything like this before. If you hit your head, you'll end up stupid for the rest of your life.
Yun Zichen raised his hand to signal the doctor to leave, then called Qingyuan and asked, "Did my sister reply to the letter?"
"Not yet...Danzhou is a bit far away from Jiangzhou. I guess the princess has just received the letter and will have to wait ten days and a half for a reply."
Yun Zichen: "..."
He pinched his forehead with a headache.
You can't travel long distances, but you can't find any miracle doctor in this place... In addition to writing a letter to Ming Wuyou, he has asked Qingyuan to find the government and post a reward for a miracle doctor.
It's just been almost half a month, and most of the doctors I've called are incompetent.
Before, he didn't know that Danzhou was such a remote and remote place that he couldn't even find anyone who could use it.
"...Master."
There was a very soft sound of smoke coming from the door.
Yun Zichen's head hurt even more.
At this hour, is it time to have dinner with you?
He stood up resignedly and went to Zhang Susu's side without saying anything.
Qingyuan followed Yun Zichen, looking at his master's stiff back, he chuckled to himself.
The young master used others to prove his "illness" a few years ago, and now he is being "tortured" like this.
Retribution comes quickly enough.
So don’t do anything bad if you are fine.
…
Yun Zichen sat on the edge of the bed, closing his eyes to relax, and his sleeves were held in Zhang Susu's hands without any surprise.
I don't know if it was his misunderstanding, but after exerting all his self-control to endure it for nearly half a month, he seemed to be less resistant to her approach than before.
Although I am still a little uncomfortable, my whole body is not so tense and my muscles are so tangled that I feel like I am facing an enemy.
The injury on Zhang Susu's hand has healed, but because she has to drag Yun Zichen around all the time, she can't eat, so she feeds her cigarettes.
She also knew that Yun Zichen would not run away, so he became much more well-behaved, eating and drinking soup gracefully.
After the meal, the maid left.
Yun Zichen opened his eyes, "It's getting late, go to bed."
As soon as she lay down and closed her eyes, he would immediately tap her sleeping point and leave immediately.
It's been like this all this time.
Today Zhang Susu shook her head.
Under Yun Zichen's questioning gaze, Zhang Susu opened her mouth and seemed to have some difficulty in making a sound: "I... am not sleepy."
Yun Zichen was startled.
She hasn't spoken for more than half a month.
He thought she would not be able to speak due to the illness.
"what's your name?"
Because she had not spoken for a long time, Zhang Susu's voice was stiff and hoarse, which was not pleasant to hear.
Yun Zichen looked complicated, "You really don't know me anymore?"
Zhang Susu shook her head.
Yun Zichen was silent, "Let the doctor come and take a look first, and then we can talk about anything else."
"...Oh." Zhang Susu obviously didn't like the doctor, but she always listened to him, so she quietly waited for the doctor to come over and check on her condition.
Yun Zichen asked: "What's going on with her? Didn't you say she was mentally disturbed? But now everything looks fine, except that she doesn't recognize the person she used to be."
"I probably hit my head so I forgot what happened before." The doctor hesitated and said, "Looking at it this way, the situation is not too serious."
"After I finish drinking this medicine, I can try acupuncture in a few days. Maybe I can recover."
This is good news.
Yun Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
The sleeves were pulled by someone.
Yun Zichen looked back, and Zhang Susu looked at him eagerly, showing no reaction to what the doctor said, and only asked: "What's your name?"
Maybe it's because after driving it twice before, it didn't stutter this time.
Yun Zichen didn't know how to introduce himself, so he hesitated for a while, and then said after a moment: "My surname is Yun, and I am a third-level person at home."
"Oh." Zhang Susu nodded, "Yun...san..."
She curved her lips: "Third brother."
"..."
Yun Zichen wanted to correct the title, but as the words reached the tip of his tongue, he felt that it was not necessary.
What do you have to worry about with the patient?
Zhang Susu asked again: "What about me? What is my name?"
Her identity is not easy for others to know, so it is naturally impossible for Yun Zichen to tell the truth.
He glanced around the room casually, and his eyes happened to catch the shining stars in the dark night sky outside the window, and he casually said: "Xingyue."
"oh."
Zhang Susu nodded again and repeated slowly: "Xingyue... Xingyue..."
From that night on, Zhang Susu became Miss Xingyue. No one knew her true identity except Yun Zichen and Qingyuan.
Three days later, the medicine I drank earlier was finished, and according to the doctor's instructions, I planned to give Zhang Susu acupuncture.
Zhang Susu looked at the golden needle that was coming towards her. Even though she was holding Yun Zichen's sleeve in her hand, she still shook her head with a pale face, "Third brother, I don't want the needle!"
She looked at Yun Zichen as if asking for help, her eyes instantly filled with tears, "I'm afraid!"
Yun Zichen explained: "You won't get better without acupuncture."
"I'm already fine!" Zhang Susu's tears flowed down her eyes, and her face as big as a palm was covered with tear stains, "I'm scared!"
Yun Zichen: "..."
The tears were so overwhelming that even though Yun Zichen was not a soft-hearted person, he couldn't force her to get an injection.
Finally, Yun Zichen sighed and ordered the doctor to leave.
Zhang Susu immediately broke down in tears and laughed. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, her innocence and simplicity had actually faded away. Especially when she grew up as a noble girl in a high-class compound, she was taught by her family to be dignified and prudent.
But Zhang Susu was ill, and her emotions were out of control, and she couldn't hold them back.
Whether it's tears or smiles, it's the truest version of myself, and it actually makes her eyebrows look a little more innocent and childish.
Coupled with the tears on his face and the purest and simplest smile, it makes people feel pity just looking at it.
Yun Zichen felt his heart was hit by something, and the lake in his heart was rippled.
Zhang Susu sniffed and wiped her tears with her sleeve, but in the blink of an eye her sleeve was soaked.
She smiled sheepishly and continued to wipe away her tears by holding Yun Zichen's sleeve without hesitation.
The back of Yun Zichen's hand touched Zhang Susu's face through his sleeve.
The moisture passed through the fabric to the skin. Yun Zichen froze for a moment, and almost subconsciously, he wanted to wave her away with his hand.
But I still held back at that crucial moment.
Although his hand was so stiff that it was almost sore, he didn't throw it out.
Then next, when Zhang Susu squeezed his hand in hers, he still reflexively wanted to wave it away, but reflexively endured it at the most critical moment.
The veins on Yun Zichen’s forehead were pulsing!
He knew early on that his "illness" was not too terminal to be cured, but he just didn't want to "treat" it.
But now that his "condition" has improved so quickly, it really makes him feel complicated.