A Young Woman's Heart

We need to clean her body, wash her face, change her clothes, feed her, and take care of her bodily needs...

Thinking about it carefully, the staff member who just left, although she was a young woman who was probably not even thirty years old, had arms that were noticeably thicker than those of the girls.

Everyone worked together to help her up a little, and then slowly took off her clothes.

Su Yuqing was clearly well-prepared; she had even taken off her shoes and socks.

"So thin..." Cha Li couldn't help but gently touch Ai Xiu'er's lower abdomen. "Her waist is so slender."

“After all, she can’t eat too much every day.” Su Yuqing touched Ai Xiu’er’s cheek with some heartache.

Mo Xueyao, who was standing to the side, blushed slightly. Fortunately, she wasn't the only one who blushed; Ye Banxia also blushed a little.

It seems that it's not strange for girls to blush at other girls' bodies.

The custom-made clothes, which were packed in a paper bag, were taken out. It was a medieval-style lady's outfit, but not too elaborate, so it wouldn't hinder her movements.

The clothes are quite light and thin. Although they are long-sleeved, they feel cool to the touch and shouldn't feel hot when worn.

Aishu's current condition has made her immune system weaker, so even though everyone else is wearing short sleeves, she should still wear long sleeves.

Long sleeves made of this material suit her perfectly.

Ye Banxia and Cha Li carefully put a pair of stockings on each of her legs, with a gradient from black to blue. The stockings were made of a cool material, which might be even cooler on her legs than not wearing stockings at all.

Afterwards, everyone helped her up, and Mo Xueyao held her little feet and awkwardly put a black leather sandal on her.

It seemed that she had tickled the soles of the latter's feet, for her toes trembled slightly, then slowly tightened until Mo Xueyao released her grip, at which point they slowly relaxed.

"Huh? Her toes... they're moving." Mo Xueyao poked them curiously. "Could she be waking up soon?"

"Hmm, that means she's slowly waking up." Su Yuqing was very happy. "Aishuer, wake up soon. After you wake up, I'll take you to the places you want to go."

"It could just be a nerve reflex," Cha Li said, pouring cold water on the idea. "Xiao Yao probably pressed some acupoint, like a knee-jerk reflex."

"I hope she's really waking up soon..." Mo Xueyao muttered, finally putting her shoes on.

Putting shoes on for someone else is on a completely different level of difficulty than putting them on for yourself.

Finally, Su Yuqing draped a long robe with gold trim over her shoulders and put a delicate necklace on her, thus concluding the ceremony.

The long robe with gold trim was also mainly black and blue, with some dark purple interspersed.

The entire outfit, except for the gold which is a warm color, is entirely in cool tones, which suits her lifeless eyes quite well.

"Come on, carry her to the wheelchair." Su Yuqing looked at Mo Xueyao, who walked over quite consciously.

After lifting her into the wheelchair, everyone was exhausted and covered in sweat.

Then, Su Yuqing pushed her out of the room, and the others followed closely behind.

The welfare home is really big, and the facilities are very complete.

There are even designated areas for taking photos.

It's like a pre-arranged scene where you dress up and take artistic photos.

For example, you could wear ancient costume and take a photo in a quaint, antique-style room.

This welfare home, invested and built by the Su Group, does more than just ensure the survival of children without parents. They also strive to enrich the hearts of these children, ensuring that they are not much more empty than children with normal families.

Su Yuqing then pushed Aishuer into a medieval-style hut.

This is the basement level, and the interior design resembles a roadside shop.

There are even windows here, and you can choose to change the canvas behind the window to create a more realistic atmosphere.

There are several lighting modes to choose from, and Su Yuqing chose the dimmest one, which gave the feeling of a magical crystal emitting light.

The candles on the table next to her were gently lit, and Aisha was lifted onto the table by everyone.

Just then, her hand suddenly moved, as if trying to grasp something, opening and closing.

Unconsciously, she gripped a pocket watch chain on the edge of the table, slowly raised her arm, and let the pocket watch sway slightly in mid-air.

"Aishuer? Aishuer!" Su Yuqing shouted excitedly beside her, "Are you awake?"

Aishuer didn't react much, only slightly turning her head, her lifeless eyes showing a hint of confusion.

Cha Li, who was taking photos nearby, captured the moment perfectly.

Aishuer slowly closed her eyes, then lost control of her body and softly fell backward.

Everyone quickly helped her up, forgetting about taking pictures, and took her back to her room.

The doctor at the welfare home examined her and said it was just because she was too tired.

However, when she opened her eyes again, she should have already... begun to wake up.

At first, her reactions may be slow, but over time she will truly recover.

This was wonderful news. Su Yuqing couldn't even control herself and hugged her, bursting into tears of joy.

“Thank goodness, thank goodness… Aisha…you’re finally awake…”

Although she hadn't experienced what she went through with her, Mo Xueyao still felt a lump in her throat and was genuinely happy for her.

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Chapter 282 The Children

Mo Xueyao is someone who doesn't like children.

Because she always felt that the child was too noisy and liked to make unreasonable demands.

She wouldn't mind if the child was quiet and well-behaved, but most children have boundless energy, especially when surrounded by a group of children, which can be quite a headache.

The orphanage is never short of all kinds of children.

Because everyone was acting together, Mo Xueyao had to come to the orphanage's kindergarten again today.

Many children are abandoned, mostly because they have some kind of defect, the most common being missing an arm or a leg.

A small number of healthy children were abandoned because their parents were poor.

A small number of them have internal diseases such as congenital heart disease or brain damage.

But no matter what, these children live very freely here, and the teachers teach everyone to treat each other equally and not to discriminate against one another.

Therefore, they are just as mischievous.

As soon as Mo Xueyao entered, she saw a child without a right hand walking briskly, fighting with another able-bodied child over a toy.

A child, who appears to have a congenital heart condition, was crying and screaming, insisting on sitting on the swing, while the teacher was trying to comfort him.

Although there are two or three teachers, it feels like they are completely overwhelmed.

"Ah, that blue-eyed sister!" A little girl pointed at Mo Xueyao, skipped over, and jumped into her arms without any hesitation. "Blue-eyed sister, it's been so long!"

"Blue-eyed sister, did you bring a present?" another little girl called out as she approached.

Then a large group of children suddenly surrounded them, probably more than twenty.

In an instant, Mo Xueyao became the most popular person.

She clearly didn't want to get close to these children at all, so why did they like her so much...?

She looked helpless and confused, unsure of what to do.

"Xiaoyao is very popular," Chali teased with a hint of jealousy. "Oh dear, your blue-eyed older sister doesn't like you, come to me~"

Mo Xueyao couldn't wait for them to gather around Cha Li, but the children still wouldn't leave her, their dirty little paws rubbing against her.

There was a child who had just played in the sand, and she was rubbing her pants the most. It seems she was using them as a rag, right?

Thankfully, she was wearing casual clothes that are resistant to dirt. If she had worn a skirt, who knows how dirty it would have been!

Although these children knew her, Mo Xueyao had no impression of them and didn't remember any of them.

A group of noisy little ones chattering around her gave her a headache.

"Teacher Su!" Fortunately, after Su Yuqing came over, many children gathered around her, which relieved a lot of the pressure on Mo Xueyao.

Only a few girls remained around her, asking her how to get blue eyes.

"Blue-eyed sister, hug me!" Some little girls even insisted on being hugged by her.

Not being good at dealing with children, Mo Xueyao could only pick them up one by one, but they would get jealous of each other and suddenly start arguing, with cries rising and falling, simply because she couldn't pick up another one if she picked up one...

"Ugh... my head hurts..." Mo Xueyao rubbed her forehead. "Could I please not come in next time...?"

"Why? Everyone likes you so much!" Ye Banxia asked in confusion. "Why does Xiaoyao dislike children so much? Everyone is so well-behaved."

"Where are you being good? Look, you're crying now."

"It's clearly because you don't know how to coax children..." Ye Banxia muttered softly.

"But I have to carry them all, what can I do?"

"You could play games with them that they can play together, right?"

“Uh…” Mo Xueyao was speechless. She had to admit that she was far inferior to Ye Banxia when it came to dealing with children.

The already busy teachers had to come over to comfort the girls who were crying because of jealousy. Mo Xueyao finally had some free time and secretly escaped to a corner of the courtyard wall.

The child who was not allowed on the swing was standing next to it, looking longingly with tears still on his face. He turned around and looked around, wanting to climb on the swing when no one was looking.

"Ahem." Mo Xueyao coughed lightly, looking at the little boy. "Didn't your teacher say you can't swing on the swings?"

“But everyone else can…” The little boy pouted and lowered his head, as if he was about to cry again.

Mo Xueyao scratched her hair in frustration, then quickly squatted down and patted his head: "Ah... don't cry, don't cry, there must be a reason why I don't let you sit."

"My teacher said I have a heart condition and can't swing on the swing, but everyone else can. What does swinging have to do with a heart condition?" The little boy's voice trembled as he spoke, and he unconsciously clutched his chest, as if he felt a slight pain there.

"Hmm... there must be a connection." Mo Xueyao tried to calm herself down and explained seriously, "Heart disease patients can't be subjected to strong stimulation. Swinging on a swing is too stimulating for you, and intense emotions are also bad for you. You saw that you just cried, and now you feel pain in your chest, don't you?"

"It doesn't hurt!" the little boy shouted defiantly, but his lips twitched as soon as he finished speaking.

"Okay, so do you really have to swing?"

"Hmm!" The little boy's eyes lit up immediately. "Sister, you agree?"