After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Today, Wen Baizhi has been studying the cushions with Cuizhi just as she told Si Jiu.

If it is too big, it will be easily exposed; if it is too small, it will not be effective.

After experimenting with several models, Wen Baizhi finally found the final version.

She tied the pad around her knees. It was just slightly larger than her knees and just enough to cover them.

The four square cushions are tied up with four ropes at the back, making them more secure and less likely to fall off.

In ancient times, there was no good compaction technique like today, so the cotton used was manually compacted by Wen Baizhi and then stuffed in.

After she tied it up, she let down the outer hem of her clothes and you couldn't see what was inside.

In order to experience the effect, she also knelt down.

Cuizhi was so scared that she ran around everywhere.

Wen Baizhi laughed loudly: "Good Cuizhi, don't hide, I just want to try out the effect of this cushion, but it scared you enough."

Cuizhi said terrifiedly, "Miss, those who know you would think you are trying out the cushion. Those who don't know would be very annoyed to see you, a master, kneeling before a servant like me."

Wen Baizhi felt it almost enough, so she stood up and said, "I know, Cuizhi, you will know in the future that people are no different from each other, we are all the same, there is no distinction between high and low."

Cuizhi was puzzled, but she did not refute.

After her young lady was found in the woods, she kept saying strange things and doing strange things.

She had many questions in her mind, but she was unwilling to believe such ghost stories.

She firmly believed that her lady would always be her lady.

Wen Baizhi was very satisfied with the final version of the cushion: "It's this size, and this amount of cotton stuffing. Please make a few more like this so that he can use them later."

Cuizhi knew that this cushion was made for Sijiu, so after thinking about it, she said:

"The young lady is really becoming more and more concerned about the governor."

Wen Baizhi disagreed: "Haven't I always been very good to him?"

Cuizhi took the cushion from her hand and said, "But being nice to the Governor is not because of your heart, or because he is the Governor. You should know the difference, right?"

Wen Baizhi fell into a rare silence.

When he first entered the Governor's Mansion, Si Jiu had suffered several attacks of injuries in front of her.

But at that time, she never thought of taking the initiative to comfort and care for him.

On the contrary, most of the time, she would only do it if Ping An urged her to.

It was Ping'an who gave her the pills when she returned home, and it was Ping'an who urged her to go into the house to check when Si Jiu injured his knee.

Since when did she take the initiative to discover Si Jiu's pain?

If she were to recall it now, she couldn't remember the exact time.

Wen Baizhi's heart was in a mess. She responded randomly: "He is the left and right governor, and he is Si Jiu. What's the difference?"

Cuizhi said meaningfully: "Young lady, you know the difference."

When Wen Baizhi returned to her tent with the improved cushion, Rong Heng was already waiting there.

Rong Heng was very curious about what she was holding: "What is this thing in your hand, Madam?"

Wen Baizhi had been daydreaming just now, but Rong Heng's question brought her back to her senses.

"Oh, this is the cushion I sewed especially for Si Jiu."

Rong Heng became interested: "Cushion? Where is it used?"

Wen Baizhi unfolded the cushion and showed it to him: "This is tied to his knees. This way, when he kneels again, it should be better with a cushion."

Rong Heng took the cushion in his hands and examined it carefully.

"It's really soft, and the size is just right. I've told him countless times that he shouldn't kneel for so long, but you know, it's not reasonable to refuse to serve the emperor if you don't want to."

Wen Baizhi followed his words: "I know everything, so I want to find such a method, at least to reduce some of his burden in terms of external force."

Rong Heng pinched the cushion, a satisfied look on his face: "Madam is very considerate and treats Si Jiu very well. With Madam by Si Jiu's side, I believe he will get better and better in the future."

Wen Baizhi said frankly: "Si Jiu had a very hard life before, I just want to do my best to make his life better."

Rong Heng sighed, "I was also in charge of his health three years ago after he became the governor. It can be said that if it weren't for those strong drugs keeping him alive, he would have died long ago."

Wen Baizhi rarely heard Rong Heng talk about Si Jiu's previous physical condition. This was the first time. It seemed that Rong Heng was slowly treating her as his own in his heart.

"In fact, for me, no matter how difficult or complicated the disease is, it is not a problem. As long as it is an illness, there is always medicine to cure it. But Si Jiu's illness is not only in his body, but also in his heart."

Wen Baizhi was silent.

She comes from modern society and naturally knows how much impact mental illness can have on people.

She could also get a glimpse of Si Jiu's psychology from his tears and anxiety.

She knew that Si Jiu was probably suffering from a mental illness such as severe depression.

But due to the limitations of the times, he could not take medicine or receive professional counseling.

"As the saying goes, heart disease needs heart medicine. Over the past three years, I have told him more than once that I hope he can speak out all the pain in his heart and not suppress it all the time. At least he can speak it out, which is a kind of relief. But every time he just smiled at me and said that he was fine."

"If there was really nothing wrong, why would you waste your body into this state?"

Wen Baizhi clasped her fingers and said, "Doctor Rong, I know you really want the best for Si Jiu, and you want to see Si Jiu healthy and happy more than anyone else, but many things may have become the deepest cornerstone of his heart. He can't tell anyone and can only bear it silently."

Wen Baizhi knows Si Jiu very well.

Rong Heng felt inferior to him.

"But everything is fine now," Rong Heng sighed sincerely, "I can see that since you came to Si Jiu's side, the changes that have taken place in him are things I never dared to imagine before."

Wen Baizhi was a little shy: "Maybe it has something to do with me, but Si Jiu's own efforts account for the majority."

She never thought of herself as anyone's savior.

She has always believed that only she can redeem herself.

Before the two of them could finish their conversation, Si Jiu lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Are you chatting?" Si Jiu asked.

Rong Heng and the other man shook their heads in unison.

Wen Baizhi came up to him and held his arm: "I'm off duty early today."

Si Jiu was led by her to sit beside the couch: "Today, His Majesty received the envoys from the Chidu Kingdom, drank a lot of wine, and went back to rest early. Naturally, I had nothing to do, so I came back early."

When Wen Baizhi heard about Chidu Country, her brows furrowed.

There has been a lot of discussion about whether the Chidu Kingdom should fight or make peace.

I don’t know what the purpose of the Chidu Kingdom’s visit this time is.

When Rong Heng arrived, he had already prepared everything needed to drain the accumulated fluid, and he could start as soon as Si Jiu came back.

Si Jiu skillfully lifted up his clothes, revealing his other knee.

Wen Baizhi still feels a little touched when she sees such knees.

"It's time to start."

Si Jiu said calmly.