<h4>Chapter 155.1</h4>


    There were six people in the family, and three of them fell ill at once.


    Gu Jiao and Xiao Ling dared not let the elderly woman stay at home.


    Chickenpox on Little Jing Kong was just like a terrible cold, but chickenpox on the elderly woman could be fatal.


    "Should we let the elderly woman live next door for a few days?" Gu Jiao suggested to Xiao Ling.


    Gu Jiao already knew that the old man next door was the old man she had treated on the mountain, mainly because she recognized Liu Quan.


    Liu Quan was the one who gave her and Gu Xiaoshun a New Year''s gift on the day of the New Year, giving her a piece of warm jade pendant.


    That piece of pendant was mistaken by Gu Jinyu for her own, which was simply a big gaffe.


    Whether he was really the elderly woman''s husband or not, he was a trustworthy person in the end.


    Xiao Ling slightly gaped his mouth. Actually, they… were old enemies, that kind of ‘you die, I live.’


    Was it really okay to let them live together next door?


    Wouldn’t one of them strangle the other?


    As soon as the elderly woman heard that she was going to live with that ‘husband’ of hers, she was immediately slightly disgusted with the idea. But thinking that all three little guys had chickenpox, she ultimately chose that dog husband to save her life.


    Old Chief was watering the flowers when the elderly woman appeared in front of him, making him drop the watering can in his hand. He eximed, "I don''t have any private money!"


    The elderly woman cast him a death gaze, then silently carried her luggage into the house.


    Old Chief was dumbfounded, he cried out, "This, this, this is my house!"


    The elderly woman threw out his things and said, deadpan, "From now on, it''s not."


    Old Chief:“…”


    Old Chief gritted his teeth. Endure, endure!


    Gu Xiaoshun and Little Jing Kong hadn''t experienced any headache or fever in a year, but this time, the chickenpox symptoms on them were worse than that of Gu Yan.


    The two people had a high fever of forty degrees and it did note down even after taking antipyretic medicine.


    Gu Jiao gave the two people some fluid infusion.


    Gu Yan sat across from them and watched with satisfaction as they were pricked.


    A big one and a small one sat in their respective chairs, taking an intravenous injection. No need to mention how much they wanted to give Gu Yan a beating at the moment.


    Xiao Ling came into the room and saw this scene. The strange treatment was unique in the six states and perhaps the whole world.


    Nowadays, both of their secrets were getting a little too hard to keep. His life story and her medical skills had begun to surface little by little.


    It was just that, he didn’t want to talk more about his background and life experience, so naturally he wasn’t qualified to ask her about her medical skills.


    The same was true of Gu Jiao.


    They were all smart people here.


    "Do you need any help?" Xiao Ling asked.


    Gu Jiao: "I need hot water."


    "I''ll boil some." Xiao Ling turned and went to the kitchen.


    Gu Jiao stayed to observe the situation of the three people.


    Little Jing Kong was the youngest and had the highest adaptability to new things. He quickly got used to the needle on the back of his hand.


    Gu Xiaoshun, on the other hand, was still trembling with fear.


    "It''s all right." Gu Jiao gentlyforted him.


    After a while of staying still, Little Jing Kong got sleepy.


    Gu Jiao took him onto herp and sat beside Gu Xiaoshun, quietly apanying them.


    Gu Jiao thought that Little Jing Kong was the youngest and would be the one with the lightest symptoms. As a result, at night, Little Jing Kong''s hands and feet began to get cold.


    Gu Jiao soaked his feet in the hot water that Xiao Ling brought over.


    But the little guy couldn’t sit still.


    "You hold him, I’ll do it." Xiao Ling said.


    Gu Jiao sat on a chair holding Little Jing Kong, while Xiao Ling squatted on the ground and held the wooden basin to soak the little guy’s feet.


    This action was tiring even for a normal person, let alone him.


    Gu Jiao said, "Let me do it."


    "No need." Xiao Ling''s forehead was covered with sweat. He added, "He doesn''t want me holding him."


    Little Jing Kong was sleepy, could he still know who was holding him?


    Gu Jiao nced at him, raised her hand, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with her sleeve.


    After soaking Little Jing Kong’s feet, Little Jing Kong broke into a sweat, the fever subsided, and his hands and feet were no longer so cold.


    To be honest, Gu Jiao didn''t have many dealings with young patients in her previous life, so she really dared not take it lightly even for a moment.


    "I''ll go take a look at Xiaoshun and Gu Yan." Xiao Ling said, and then took out the used hot water.


    Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun were also somewhat burning, but it wasn’t as serious as Little Jing Kong.


    Little Jing Kong slept quietly until midnight, then he suddenly sat up on bed, widened his ck eyes and blinked at something.


    Gu Jiao asked, "What''s the matter?"


    “JiaoJiao.” He called.


    "I''m here." Gu Jiao took him into her arms andy down.


    Little Jing Kong closed his eyes.


    After a while, he sat up again, his eyes wide like two round copper bells.


    "Bad brother-inw." He called again.


    "He’s here too." Gu Jiao called Xiao Ling in, "Go to sleep, brother-inw hase."


    Little Jing Kong looked at Gu Jiao and Xiao Ling and slept peacefully again.


    However, he had yet to fall asleep for a long time when he got up again.


    He was muddled by the fever. Even though his eyes were wide open with a bright look, in fact, his condition was almost simr to being drunk.


    First, he began to recite Tang poems one after another, and then began to speak thenguage of the State of Chen. He was babbling a lot with a very serious expression.


    After he was done talking in Chennguage, he began to switch to thenguage of the State of Liang.


    Some sentences he spoke were the ones Xiao Ling just mentioned casually without further exining the meaning. He thought he wouldn’t learn them, but he actually recited them too.


    Next were some sentences in Jinnguage.


    The Yan and Turkguages had yet to be taught by Xiao Ling.


    Xiao Ling talked to him a bit with curiosity.


    On normal days, Xiao Ling would also test him like this. After all, it hadn’t been long since he began studying the differentnguages, so he still had to think before he could give the answer.


    And because he was learning manynguages at the same time, he sometimes mixed them up.


    However, tonight, Xiao Ling seamlessly switched between fournguages, and not once did Little Jing Kong got a word wrong.


    ....It was quite fascinating.


    Finally, Little Jing Kong recited Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit.


    Not only that, but he also mored to wear his little monk robes and knock his little wooden fish.