Chapter 11 Chapter 11 In a New Place

I didn't know that I was in a completely strange place.He was lying on the bed, sunk deep in the feather mattress.This mattress is so soft, it seems that it is full of dandelion flowers.I didn't know that I was awakened by a burst of talking.He opened his eyes, looked around, and found himself lying in someone else's room.There are small sofas at the four corners of the room.Tapestries and paintings of various flowers hang on the walls.There is a one-legged round table by the window.There is a high pile of embroidery threads of various colors on the table, and a small pillow full of embroidery needles and tacks, like a little thorn with bristling fur.Not far away is a writing desk with stationery on it.Next to it is a bookcase.On the farthest wall, near the door, is a large mirror.In front of the mirror stood two girls talking.A girl wears a dress of glittering blue silk, with a belt of the same silk tied at the waist and knotted at the back.She has sky blue eyes and dark hair in long braids.Another girl was wearing a colorful dress with tiny rose and purple flowers.Her hair was light, almost white, and fell in waves on her shoulders.She was putting on her hat in front of the looking-glass, and she kept chattering like a magpie: "That's a nasty hat! I can't put it on anyhow. I wanted to make a hat with a wide brim. But there wasn't enough material, so I had to make a narrow brim." Yes, but the narrow brim makes the face round, which is not so pretty."

"Come on, don't you walk around in front of the mirror! I can't stand people walking around in front of the mirror," said the blue-eyed girl. "In your opinion, what is the mirror invented for?" the light-haired girl replied. She pushed her hat back almost to the back of her head, and looked back at herself in the mirror. It's ridiculous not knowing.Because he couldn't help laughing, he snorted, and the light-haired girl immediately jumped away from the mirror, staring suspiciously at nothing. I don't know but close my eyes and pretend to sleep.He heard the two girls try not to let their heels make any noise as they walked to the bed, and stopped not far away.

"I heard him seem to say something," Quan Wu heard a whisper, "maybe it's just an illusion... When will he wake up? He's been lying unconscious since yesterday." Another voice replied: "Little Lungcao didn't let him wake him up. She said that I would wake her up when he woke up by himself." "What is the little lung grass?" Quan Nan thought, but still remained calm. "What a brave boy!" whispered again, "think about it—he's flying in a balloon!" Unaware that he was being said to be brave, he almost grinned involuntarily.But he came to his senses just in time, and stopped smiling.

"I'll come back when he wakes up," the voice went on. "I'd love to ask him about the balloon. But what if he's had a cerebral haemorrhage?" "Nothing!" Quan Mo thought, "I don't have a cerebral hemorrhage at all!" The light-haired girl said goodbye and left.The room fell silent.Quan didn't know that he closed his eyes and lay with his ears pricked up for a long time.Finally, he slightly opened one eye.Saw the blue-eyed girl leaning her head down.The girl smiled politely, then frowned, pointed her finger at him threateningly, and asked, "Do you always wake up like this? Open one eye first, then the other."

Nodding his head, he opened his other eye. "So you haven't slept at all?" "No, I just woke up." Don't know what else to say, but the girl put a tiny finger to his lips, and said, "Don't talk! Don't talk! You can't talk. You are very sick." "I'm not sick at all!" "How do you know? Are you a doctor?" "no." "This is terrible. Go on. You should lie still until I call the doctor. What's your name?" "No idea. Where's your name?" "My name is Blue Eyes." "That's a good name." Quan Wuji said approvingly.

"I'm glad you like the name. You're a well-bred boy, I see." A smile appeared on the face of the ignorant.He was perfectly content to be praised; for he was almost never praised, but often scolded.There are no boys in front of me.He doesn't know that he's not afraid of being teased because of his dealings with girls.So he spoke smoothly and politely to Blue Eyes. "Well, what's the name of the other girl?" Quan Wu asked. "Which other one?" "That's the one you were talking to. Pretty, with white hair." "Oh," said Blue Eyes loudly, "so you've been up for a long time!"

"No, I just kept my eyes open for a little while, and then fell asleep right away." "Not the truth, not the truth!" Blue Eyes said, shaking his head and frowning. "So you don't think I'm pretty enough?" "No, what are you talking about!" Quan Zhi was taken aback, "You are also beautiful." "Which of us is more beautiful, me or her?" "It's you . . . and her. You're both beautiful." "You're a poor liar, but I forgive you," said the blue eyes. "Your beauty is called Little Snowflake. You'll see her again. But that's all for now. Talking is right." You are harmful. You should lie down obediently and don’t get up. I’ll call Xiaolongcao right now.”

"Who is Little Lungcao?" "Little lung grass, it's our doctor. She will treat your illness." Blue eyes are gone.It's better to jump out of bed and find your clothes immediately.He wanted to run away as soon as possible, because he knew that doctors like to give castor oil to their patients, and they like to rub them with iodine that burns people all over their bodies.No clothes were found in front of him, but a doll sitting on a small stool with its back against the wall attracted his attention. I don't know how to untie the doll right away to see what's inside—whether it's cotton or sawdust.He forgot about his clothes and got the knife, but then he saw his own reflection in the mirror again.He threw the doll on the floor and made faces in the mirror, looking at his own face.He took a good look at it and said, "I am also very beautiful, but my face is not very round either."

There were footsteps outside the door.Knowing nothing, he quickly got into bed and covered the blanket. It was Blue Eyes and another girl who entered the room. She was wearing a white coat and a little white hat, and she was carrying a small brown suitcase in her hand.She has a plump, rosy little face.A pair of small gray eyes stared sternly from behind round tortoiseshell glasses.Unaware that this is the little lung grass that Blue Eyes had mentioned to him. Little Lungcao moved a chair to the bed, put the suitcase on it, shook his head and said: "Oh, these boys! Always trying to be mischievous! Oh, please, why are you flying in a balloon? Don't talk, don't talk! I know you'll say: I won't. All boys are like that." Said, but it’s over, it’s still Amoy.”

Little Lungcao opened the small suitcase, and the room immediately smelled of iodine or other medicines.He shrank back without fear.Little Lungcao turned back to him and said, "Get up, patient." I didn't know it and started to drill out from the bed. "Don't stand up, patient!" said Lungia sternly. Shrugging his shoulders, he sat on the bed. "Don't shrug your shoulders, patient," said the little lungwort, "show me the tongue." "what?" "Show me, show me. It needs to be like this." I don't know how to stick out my tongue.

"talk'." "Ah—" Quan Zhi dragged his voice out. Little Lungcao took out a wooden tube from the small suitcase and stuck it to the chest of the unknown: "Take a deep breath, patient." I don't know how to breathe like a bellows. "Don't breathe now." "Hahaha!" I don't know how to draw a long laugh, laughing so hard that my whole body trembles. "What are you laughing at, sick man! I don't seem to have said anything ridiculous?" "How can I not pant at all?" Quan Zhi continued to ask with a smile. "Not panting at all, of course you can't, but it's all right to hold your breath a little." "Okay," Quan Mo agreed, holding his breath. After the examination, Little Lungcao sat on the chair and prescribed the medicine. "Your patient has a bruise on his shoulder," she said to the blue eyes. "You go to the pharmacy and they will give you a paste of honey. Cut a small piece and stick it on the patient's shoulder. Don't let him get up. If he Get up, you must break all your utensils, and someone else's forehead will be broken. Be strict with boys." Little Lungcao put the wooden tube into the suitcase, gave it another stern look, and left. Blue Eyes picked up the prescription from the table and said, "Did you hear that? You have to lie down." Quan Zhi put on a frustrated face as an answer. "You don't have to make faces. You don't even need to look for your clothes—I keep them well hidden with me," said Blue Eyes, and walked out of the room with the prescription in hand.