Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

Although I have not yet arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, there is also a lot of rain here in summer. Last night's gust of wind and showers has turned into a patter, and the already damp yard has seen an extra layer of moss overnight.

The door creaked, and a girl hurried in with an oiled paper umbrella and a basket. The wooden clogs on her feet made a rapid and crisp sound on the stone road. She put the oiled paper umbrella on the porch, and softly called the lady to the door.

There was no response from the door, but a figure lying on his side behind the screen could be seen.

The girl's pretty face had long since lost the vigor she had in front of outsiders, she sighed sadly, tears welling in her eyes, she picked up the basket and entered the kitchen next to her, and after a while she carefully walked into the house with a bowl of soup.

Going around the screen, she saw that the girl who was lying down had already sat up. The girl was overjoyed, but she was disappointed when she looked again.

The girl's eyes were still full of white benevolence, if it wasn't for the corners of her mouth no longer drooling, she would be a complete fool.

"Lady..." The girl knelt down on the cushion mat, put the soup bowl on the low table, and wept in a trembling voice, "Lady."

The girl didn't respond.

"Jiaoniang, Jiaoniang, grandma will feed you." The girl stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, and said another name.

The girl's figure moved slightly, and her eyes gradually turned.

The girl was overjoyed, and carefully brought the bowl over with a spoon.

The spoon rested on the girl's lips for a moment, and she opened her mouth to eat.

The girl burst into tears again, but her hands didn't stop, and took another spoonful and sent it over.

After eating four mouthfuls in a row, the girl stopped opening her mouth when she sent it away.

This is not bad, the girl put down her job and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"You said my name is Jiao Niang..."

Suddenly the girl's voice came, and the girl raised her head in surprise, only to see that the girl's eyes had returned to normal people's at some point, although they were still more white and darker than normal people, it would make people feel chills when looking directly at them.

"My lady! You're awake!" The girl grabbed her sleeves of the toga and wept with joy.

The girl let out a sigh of relief, her eyes turned, although she was a little dull, but her inner agility gradually emerged, she looked around, as if she was very strange to her own location.

"Banqin, is this the first time I've been sick this month?" she asked.

The voice was soft and soft, as if weak.

"Respond to my wife's words, the third time." The girl Banqin replied hastily.

Oh, the girl said.

"Last month, how many times?" she asked again. "You said it, but I can't remember."

"Young lady doesn't need to remember, my maidservant remembers what my maidservant remembers." Banqin said joyfully, "Five times."

The girl groaned again, raised her hand to rest her head on the low table, and looked at the screen thoughtfully, but because of the strange eyes, she looked more dull.

The girl suddenly became a little nervous again, carefully examining her.

"So, my illness is gradually recovering," the girl said.

Banqin breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, the lady is well, the lady is well." She said.

The girl pursed her lips, as if she was going to smile, but her face was too stiff to do so.

"Banqin, I can't remember who I am, please tell me about the past," she said.

"Yes, yes." Banqin hurriedly nodded, kneeling in front of the girl.

Now it is the fifth year of Qianyuan in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The lady's surname is Cheng, and her maiden name is Jiaoniang. She belongs to the Cheng family in Xihe, Jiangzhou. Her father is the governor of Bingzhou. They originally lived together in Bingzhou. Yangui lives alone in a Taoist temple outside the city.

"In fact, the lady has been raised in the Taoist temple since she was six years old." Banqin said with her head bowed.

"Because I was born a fool?" The girl asked, as if she was repeating to strengthen her memory, and seemed to be wondering.

Banqin lowered her head.

"Yes." She said, then thought of something and quickly raised her head, "No, no, the lady is just sick, sick, look, isn't the lady better now?"

The doubts and thoughts on the girl's face became more intense.

"Then why, I hardly remember these things?" she murmured.

"My lady has been ill for more than ten years, so naturally I don't remember those things, but, my lady, don't you remember the old lady?" Banqin said with a bit of eagerness.

old lady...

A white-haired old woman appeared in the girl's mind, smiling at herself.

My cute baby..

"Grandma..." the girl murmured.

Accompanied by this murmur, her originally chaotic mind suddenly became agitated. It seemed that there were many emotions and many images, but she couldn't see or grasp them clearly, and her headache was about to explode.

"My lady, my lady." Seeing the pain on her face, Banqin was so frightened that she knelt up and supported her, shouted in panic, while patting the girl's shoulder.

In the memory, it seemed that there was a pair of hands that often comforted her like this. Accompanied by Banqin's movements, the girl's emotions gradually calmed down, and the pain subsided, leaving only a messy feeling in her head that could not be explained clearly.

"I'm Cheng Jiaoniang. I got a fool's disease. My mother died early, and my father remarried. I didn't like it. She said that she asked the immortals for advice and sent me to a Taoist temple to recuperate. Later, she left me and left," she said. .

As her emotions recovered, her voice gained strength, but it lost a bit of its softness. It seemed that her accent was a little stiff, and it sounded straight and rigid.

Banqin lowered her head.

Said that it was because of illness that she could not travel far, and also said that after a while, someone would be sent to pick her up and go home. In fact, they all knew what the truth was.

This idiot has been a disgrace to the Cheng family since the moment he was born. If Cheng Jiaoniang's mother hadn't insisted, he would have been drowned when he was diagnosed as a idiot by the doctor when he was one year old.

Cheng Jiaoniang's mother died of illness when Jiaoniang was six years old because she took care of the idiot and was ridiculed by her husband's family. The Cheng family even had an excuse to drive the child out of the house and send him to a Taoist temple.

Thanks to the care of her grandmother, Jiaoniang survived safely in the Taoist temple. Only a year ago, her grandmother also passed away. Uncles and aunts would not spend a lot of money for the children of outsiders. The Taoist temple cut off the incense money, but at this time the governor He also left Bingzhou, leaving the child alone in the Taoist temple. Although he said he would come to pick him up, it was so easy to be separated by thousands of miles.

It was obvious that Cheng Jiaoniang had been abandoned, and Cheng Jiaoniang's life suddenly became difficult.

In fact, the Cheng family abandoned the child long ago.

There was silence in the room.

"Banqin, it's hard for you to serve me for so many years." The girl said slowly.

Banqin shook her head.

"Banqin's life was saved by the old lady. Banqin promised the old lady that she would serve the lady all her life," she said.

Since Cheng Jiaoniang's mother died, the grandmother knew that the Cheng family was unreliable, the master was unreliable, and the servants would not be dedicated, so she specially gave two servants, one older and one younger, to accompany Cheng all the time. Beside Jiaoniang, the older woman passed away a year ago, and now only Banqin is left alone.

The girl watched her move her mouth, Banqin was already familiar with her expression, knowing that she was smiling at herself, she hurriedly grinned, with tears in her eyes, looking very funny.

It's so difficult to even smile. The girl stretched out her hand to touch her face, as if this body was not hers, but at least she can walk steadily now, and she can speak, but occasionally she will suffer from stupidity and lose consciousness. I don't like it. Sunshine likes yin and tide, but generally speaking, her body is getting better and better.

Cheng Jiao Niang..

Her hands slowly rubbed her face, the smooth skin...

It's really strange that I would feel this kind of strangeness to myself, but some memories still pop up in my mind, the fragmented memories of Cheng Jiaoniang, and some even weirder memories, such as being able to see a doctor.

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