Reborn Troops

Zhou Wanwan was lying on the bed, her face pale, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

Qianqian held a bowl of steaming porridge, gently placed it on the bedside table, and said with concern:

"Wanwan, don't think about those plans for now, take care of your body first. Come, drink some porridge to warm your stomach."

Zhou Wanwan forced a smile, her voice a little weak: "Qianqian, thank you. I'm really useless and I'm still a burden to you at this time."

Qianqian shook her head, sat on the bed, and patted her hands gently: "What are you talking about? We are best friends.

If I don't take care of you when you're sick, who will? Besides, there's no rush for the design, so let's talk about it after you get better."

Zhou Wanwan sighed, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes:

"But I've been thinking about the design of the Year of the Snake series for a long time. Now is a good time to promote it. I'm afraid..."

Qianqian interrupted her and said firmly: “Wanwan, the most important thing for you now is to rest.

No matter how good the design is, if your health is bad, everything is useless. Listen to me, drink the porridge first and have a good sleep. "

Zhou Wanwan nodded helplessly, took the bowl of porridge, and started drinking it in small sips.

Qianqian watched her finish her porridge, gently helped her lie down, and tucked the quilt for her: "Okay, you rest first, I'll make some medicine for you."

Zhou Wanwan closed her eyes, but the design was still lingering in her mind.

She thought about Master Zhongshan's advice and the design of the jewelry box.

She even thought about how to promote this series. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't fall asleep.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Master Zhongshan walked in. Seeing this, Qianqian quickly stood up and said, "Master, you are here."

Master Zhongshan nodded, walked to the bedside, and looked carefully at Zhou Wanwan's face.

He frowned slightly: "Wanwan, your illness came suddenly, you can't be careless."

Zhou Wanwan opened her eyes and forced a smile: "Master, I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Master Zhongshan shook his head and said in a serious tone: "Your illness is not a minor one. I just heard from Qianqian,

You have been thinking about design these days and haven't even eaten properly. How can your body bear this?"

Zhou Wanwan lowered her head, her voice choking: "Master, I...I just think this design is very important, I don't want to miss this opportunity."

Master Zhongshan sighed and his tone softened a little:

"Wanwan, design is important, but your body is more important. Your current condition,

I can’t concentrate on designing at all. Instead of doing this, I should take care of my health first and continue after I recover.”

Qianqian also echoed: "Yes, Wanwan, the master is right. Don't think too much and have a good rest."

Zhou Wanwan was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Master, Qianqian, I understand. I will have a good rest."

Master Zhongshan nodded with satisfaction, took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Wanwan:

"Here are some Chinese medicines I prepared for you. Take them on time every day. They will help you recover."

Zhou Wanwan took the box, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes: "Thank you, Master."

Master Zhongshan smiled and said, "You're welcome. Have a good rest. When you feel better, we can continue to discuss the design."

After saying that, Master Zhongshan turned and left the room. Qianqian saw him to the door and when he came back,

She found that Zhou Wanwan had closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep. She sighed softly, sat by the bed, and watched quietly.

However, Zhou Wanwan did not really fall asleep. She was still thinking about the design in her mind.

She thought about how to integrate the code element into the shape of the ingot, and how to design the mechanism of the jewelry box.

She even thought about how to promote this series. Her thoughts became clearer and clearer, as if inspiration was pouring out like a spring.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes sharply, with a hint of excitement in her eyes: "Qianqian!"

Qianqian was startled by her and asked quickly: "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhou Wanwan shook her head and said excitedly: "I thought of it! I thought of a wonderful design!"

Qianqian frowned, her tone somewhat helpless: "Wanwan, you just promised to have a good rest, why do you want to design again?"

Zhou Wanwan's eyes sparkled with excitement. She eagerly grabbed Qianqian's hand, her voice trembling slightly with excitement:

"Qianqian, listen to me, I just came up with a brilliant idea!

We can send these jewelry boxes to temples for consecration to make them more spiritual, which will not only attract customers but also bring them good luck!"