not good, immortal

Chapter 10
"why are you laughing?"

In the wind and clouds, in the fog, Tang Tang's flower branches trembled.

"I'm sorry, I really couldn't help it." She laughed for a while before stopping, and explained: "This patient is normal most of the time. When he got sick, he thought he was Concubine Yang from the Tang Dynasty. That's nothing. "

She looked at Feng He regretfully: "It's because you are so good-looking."

"I don't know her, what does this have to do with me?" Feng He wondered.

"It's like this, she. When she gets sick, she always regards beautiful girls as Meifei Jiang Caiping, and then she has to make a fuss. Fortunately, I have figured out a way to deal with this situation."

Tang Tang spoke happily, her eyes sparkling.

"Oh?"

"Tell her that the sage Li Longji wants to see her, and he has to deal with Concubine Mei." Tang Tang took out a bottle from nowhere, took a sip of water, and continued: "It's a toss.

"Earlier, I coaxed her to say, 'By God, the emperor ordered that Your Majesty has put Concubine Mei in limbo'. Do you know that she made four mistakes for me with just this one sentence.

"Tell me not to lie to her. The Tang Dynasty didn't have the face of the emperor and didn't call it Your Majesty. And after the Ming Dynasty, there was a saying of 'following the sky, the emperor's covenant'. Later, it was said that the Leng Palace was wrong. There was no Leng Palace in the Tang Dynasty. With Concubine Mei, she has never been thrown into the cold palace.

"I also went to check the information to find out that this Concubine Mei is really miserable. She was thrown into the Shangyang Palace in Luoyang by Concubine Yang. During the Anshi Rebellion, Emperor Dog didn't take her with her, so she jumped into a well wrapped in white silk to die. Yes. Oh, how miserable."

She spoke very fast, and Feng He listened with gusto.

So the woman just now was not a noble concubine.

The Tang Dynasty, is that the country where Master Xuanzhuang lived?That must have happened more than a thousand years ago. We all know this. This girl is really amazing.

"Coaxing others is like coaxing a child, just like coaxing her, you have to check historical data." Tang Tang was a little embarrassed and interesting, "Hey, do you think I talk too much?"

"No, I think it's very interesting." Feng He smiled and nodded sincerely, this girl with a round face is really nice.

Tang Tang was very happy to hear the words. Although they are in a mild disease area, most of the patients lack normal communication with them. The three golden sentences come and go the most.

"It's time for rounds", "It's time to take medicine", "It's time to eat".

The patient sometimes responded with "um", sometimes with "oh", and sometimes with a blank eye.Most of the time, I don't even bother to look back, just ignore it.

Of course, there are also those who initiate illness and hold her hand, unilaterally exporting from poetry to philosophy of life, this cannot be counted within the scope of normal communication.

The point is, this girl is still beautiful, even in a hospital gown.

Tang Tang looked into Fenghe's eyes and said seriously: "You look so pretty when you smile."

"Really?" Fenghe was also very happy, this is the nature of females.

Even if you are already satisfied with your face, you will naturally be in a good mood when you receive compliments from the outside world.

"Really, Concubine Yang's illness is very serious this time."

Fenghe: ...

Tang Tang saw Feng He's smile suddenly froze on her face, thinking that she thought of her illness: "It's okay, your condition is very good, and your body is also very good, as long as you are like everyone else, as long as you treat well."

"My... disease?" Feng He noticed the wording in her words, "Same as others?"

Tang Tang immediately explained: "Bah, bah, I mean, your condition is much better than others, as long as you receive treatment as seriously as others, you will recover soon."

"Recovery?" Feng He repeated, "Discharged?"

She knows about recovery, but what does it mean to be discharged from the hospital?
"Oh, you can leave the hospital after you recover, and your home...friends can come to pick you up."

To be honest, celebrity paranoia, also known as celebrity worship syndrome, is not a difficult and miscellaneous disease, and it doesn't even need to be hospitalized.But when the words came to his mouth, Tang Tang suddenly remembered that the girl seemed to have no family, so he immediately patched himself.

"I understand. You mean, I'm sick, and Qiao Zhenzhen will come to pick me up after I recover." Feng He was full of joy, feeling that he had finally made up his mind.

Tang Tang: ...

Why can't I open which pot and lift which pot?
She looked at Fenghe with some pity, and when you recover, you probably won't be talking about Qiao Zhenzhen coming to pick you up every day.

But she didn't dare to answer this question, after all, "Liu Tianwang's younger brother Liu Daohua", "Li Yingdi's uncle Li Yishan", "Aristotle's second uncle, you have many things to do" lived upstairs.

"In short, you have to take medicine well and be in a good mood, so that you can get better quickly."

After finishing speaking, Tang Tang made a "fighting" gesture: "Go back to the ward quickly, the meal will be delivered immediately, and I will send it to you later."

After explaining, before the head nurse came to grab the bag, Tang Tang ran away as if to flee.

Feng He stood in the distance, repeating what she said just now.

She just said I was sick.

Then everyone here is sick.

Rabbit spirit said in the brochure that he should be like everyone else.

Which means I can indeed be sick.

Then when I recover from illness, Rabbit Spirit will come to pick me up.

Oh, that's fine.

……

Back in the room, Xiao Ba returned to the same way as when he first came, still facing the door, sitting cross-legged on the bed, no longer crying.

Too lazy to say hello to her, Feng He quickly climbed onto the bed and sat down, planning to ask Tang Tang later, where is there a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for copying.

Oh, no, people nowadays don't use pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

They all hold a pen that looks like a stick and can dispense ink by itself.

Didn't I sign with the same pen I took just now?
Almost leaked again.

Feng He immediately comforted himself, it's okay, take your time, when Rabbit Jing comes, all problems will be solved, at least he can have a mansion to live in, other things can be learned slowly, the future will be long.

However, the so-called thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

If it was put a thousand years ago, she would never believe that she would one day have a rabbit spirit who wanted to indulge in her children's affair and was ignorant.

But the next thing is much easier.

According to past experience, as long as you talk less, do less, and observe and imitate the speech and behavior of people around you, you can integrate into human society as soon as possible.

It didn't bother her.

Feng He is still satisfied with his social skills. Although he is not like the little goldfish who has a half-job in front of the old man of the human emperor, he is still his son's guest of honor.

How do you say that?

Below one person, above ten thousand people.

Fenghe is a fairy who has no choice but to learn.

She is good at all the rites, music, shooting and counting of the imperial scriptures of the previous dynasty, and she also knows a little bit about the poems, songs, fu, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting of the later generations. Can't stand it.

She recalled the expressions of the people she saw in the corridor just now, sometimes with erratic eyes and a smile on the corner of the mouth, sometimes with cold brows and a frosty face, and sometimes with angry eyes and full of horror.

Feng He practiced one by one a few times, and felt that he could switch freely like them.

But now there is a key question -

What disease did she have?

(End of this chapter)