My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 49 You're a good person!
Lu Yuan was extremely anxious. He stuffed Erbaiwu and Chen Xiaomiao back into the car and sped off towards the nearest community clinic outside the residential area.

The clinic is small, but clean and tidy.

Chen Xiaomiao lay listlessly on the chair in the examination room, her whole body as limp as a ball of cotton, her head resting on Lu Yuan's shoulder, her breath carrying a hint of burning heat.

"Lu Yuan..." Chen Xiaomiao's voice was soft and ethereal: "Am I...am I not good enough?"

"Nonsense, relax, it's nothing serious." Lu Yuan comforted him verbally, but he was extremely nervous inside.

"Stop trying to fool me..."

Chen Xiaomiao's eyes reddened, and her voice trembled with sobs: "Back then, when we were fleeing famine, we contracted the plague on the way, and not a single one of us survived... I saw it. First, their bodies would get feverish, then they couldn't walk, and once they lay down, they could never get up again..."

Lu Yuan felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this and could only manage a dry laugh: "Who said you have the plague? Don't overthink it."

"I...I think I saw Master, and Sister Xiaozhi too..."

Chen Xiaomiao started talking nonsense, and her eyes gradually became unfocused.

Just as she was about to continue, the door to the examination room was pushed open, and a doctor and nurse wearing masks walked in slowly.

"Come on, girl, open your mouth, ah—"

The nurse was holding a long cotton swab.

Chen Xiaomiao let out a confused "Ah," and before she could react, a cotton swab was poked hard twice deep into her throat, making her nauseous.

What symptoms have you had recently?

The doctor placed the cotton swab into the sampling tube while making routine inquiries.

Lu Yuan quickly answered for Chen Xiaomiao: "It started this afternoon. She felt dizzy, weak all over, and sneezing. Now she has a high fever."

The doctor examined the thermometer in his hand, asked Lu Yuan a few more questions, and finally gave his conclusion.

"Judging from the symptoms, it should be the flu. We'll wait for the nucleic acid test results to confirm... Flu is prevalent during the spring and autumn seasons, so you young people should also take extra care."

Lu Yuan nodded after listening, feeling only half relieved.

This is just a small clinic after all. If Chen Xiaomiao has any more serious symptoms, he won't care about his status and will have to go to the hospital to ask his grandmother for help.

A moment later, the nurse came over, quickly found a vein on the back of Chen Xiaomiao's hand, and inserted an IV drip.

The cool liquid dripped slowly down the IV tube. As the medicine took effect, the redness and heat on Chen Xiaomiao's face subsided a little, and she gradually recovered.

She leaned back in her chair, glancing at the IV drip above her head, then at Lu Yuan beside her with a serious expression, when her stomach rumbled inappropriately.

"Lu Yuan, I'm hungry..."

Chen Xiaomiao's mind was in a daze, and she mumbled a nameless cry.

Lu Yuan glanced at his phone; it was almost 2 PM. He swiped the screen, opened the food delivery app, and ordered two light side dishes and a bowl of porridge.

When the food arrived, Lu Yuan opened the insulated container, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and brought it to Chen Xiaomiao's lips: "Are you feeling better?"

Chen Xiaomiao nodded weakly, swallowed a small mouthful of porridge, and said with a guilty look, "I...I've caused you trouble again."

"You're here again."

Lu Yuan said irritably, "Everyone gets sick or has an accident sometimes. If I get sick and can't move, are you just going to turn around and leave me?"

"That's definitely not possible!" Chen Xiaomiao replied without hesitation.

"That settles it!" Lu Yuan scooped up another spoonful of porridge.

"Um……"

Chen Xiaomiao realized that she could never win an argument with Lu Yuan, so she simply shut her mouth and silently accepted being fed.

Lu Yuan fed her a small half bowl, and Chen Xiaomiao indicated that she was full. Lu Yuan then ate the remaining food in a few bites, asking questions indistinctly as he ate.

"Xiao Miao, did you really think you were about to die just now?"

Chen Xiaomiao nodded obediently.

I just had a fever of almost 40 degrees Celsius, and my brain felt like a pot of mush, so it's no wonder I was confused.

Lu Yuan put down his chopsticks, leaned closer, and said with a slightly frivolous smile, "So since you feel you're about to give up, in the end... you don't have anything to say to me?"

Chen Xiaomiao blinked, thought seriously for a moment, and then asked uncertainly, "What...what should I say?"

"Hey!" Lu Yuan was taken aback by these words and feigned dissatisfaction, saying, "We've been eating and living together for over a month, don't you really have anything to say?"

Chen Xiaomiao remained silent.

She lowered her eyes, seemingly deep in thought.

After a long while, Chen Xiaomiao finally raised her head, her eyes clear and sincere, and looked at Lu Yuan solemnly.

“Lu Yuan…”

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

"..."

"You're a good person!"

(End of this chapter)