[Pride and Prejudice] Crossing into Elizabeth

After Elizabeth changed her clothes, the light outside became brighter.

At first, Missy felt that she had said something wrong, and she was a little cautious in doing things. Later, seeing that Elizabeth was not angry at all, she regained her spirits. After helping Elizabeth change her clothes, she happily said that she was going to call someone.

But just as she finished speaking, someone knocked on the door outside, and then the person Missy was going to notify came in from the door.

Mr. Darcy was the first to enter, followed by Dr. Pogue.

No one could have imagined that they came so early, Missy was taken aback for a moment, and then gave her a meaningful smile.

The look in her hand was also full of vigor.

Elizabeth felt that Missy was not only quick at work, but also thoughtful and thoughtful.But she just thought about it casually, and she couldn't think about anything else. Mr. Darcy had already walked this way, and she looked at Mr. Darcy, feeling as if her brain couldn't function.

But Mr. Darcy frowned when he saw her clearly, and said to her reproachfully, "Miss Elizabeth, why did you get out of bed?"

Before Elizabeth could speak, Missy said joyfully: "Mr. Darcy," she said, "Miss Elizabeth's fever is gone, and her lungs are not as hot as before, and she feels much better than yesterday."

After hearing this, Mr. Darcy seemed a little in disbelief.

Dr. Pogue behind him exclaimed in surprise, "Is this true?" He looked at her and said loudly, "You have a fever? Besides, the lungs are not so hot anymore?"

Elizabeth smiled and said yes.

At this time, Mr. Darcy seemed to have realized, "I really didn't expect it," he said, "I came here to see how you were doing, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, you have gone down the fever! That's great," he seemed a little at a loss for what to say, then he calmed down, then turned his body and said to Dr. Pogue, "Doctor Pogue, please listen to Miss Elizabeth, has she already never mind?"

Dr. Pogue quickly took out his stethoscope and listened to her. "Well," he said, "there's still a murmur in the lungs and a fever, as expected, but I believe the lady is already in the It is developing in a good direction. Her fever has subsided. This is an excellent phenomenon. Many patients with lung disease have a high fever and persistent fever, which leads to the gradual deterioration of the condition. I was most worried about the patient. The high fever doesn't go away, but," he said to her with a smile, "you have gone down the fever now, I think the situation is very optimistic, and I believe you will recover completely soon."

Elizabeth smiled. She was originally optimistic, and now she is even more so.

Mr. Darcy breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a lot lighter all over his body. He glanced at Miss Elizabeth. Her complexion looked much better than yesterday, but she still looked sick. Mr. Darcy suddenly remembered that two days ago , They went out together in Lady Catherine's carriage, thinking that Mr. Darcy felt a little uncomfortable that day, and Miss Elizabeth fell ill only after going out there.

But how good she looked that day, he remembered how she looked in that yellow dress, how beautiful she was.

It would be a long time before Miss Elizabeth was restored to her former state.

Besides, her illness is not completely cured, and her lungs are still hot. Mr. Darcy thinks that he must not take it lightly. As she is doing now, not lying in bed and resting, he thinks such behavior is absolutely advisable.

Mr. Darcy wanted to beat Elizabeth, but he felt that it was not good to speak to Elizabeth directly. After thinking about it, he went around and said to Dr. Pogue: "Does Miss Elizabeth still have a lot to pay attention to? Rest, can't get wind or something?"

Doctor Pogue immediately nodded and said: "Of course, this must not be sloppy, pay attention to rest, drink plenty of water, and not catch cold, these things must be paid attention to."

Mr. Darcy glanced at Elizabeth, who understood him at once.

"I'm just tired of lying on the bed, so I want to come down for a walk." She explained in a low voice.

Elizabeth knew that Mr. Darcy was thinking of her and wanted her to get better quickly. She was sweet in her heart, and after a few words of excuse for herself, she quickly went on to say, "In a little while, 10 minutes at most, and I'll be back."

Mr. Darcy smiled, "You can stay a little longer," he said quickly, "the kitchen is already preparing food for you, it's just a little porridge, it should be delivered soon, you eat it first Go back and rest."

Elizabeth was dumbfounded. Mr. Darcy ordered this early in the morning?

Just as she was talking, there was a knock on the door. Elizabeth thought that the porridge had been prepared and delivered from the kitchen, but when the door opened, it was Jane who came in.

Jane's complexion didn't look good. She only stayed in her room for two hours after being persuaded by Elizabeth to go back to her room that day. She was really worried and came back despite her husband's dissuasion. Elizabeth was asleep at the time. , so I don't know, she stayed here for most of the night, and then she was persuaded to go back by Missy softly.

After I went back, I didn't sleep well because I was pretending to be something in my heart, and I stayed here all day the next day, so my complexion was naturally bad.

She was thinking about her sick sister. After knocking on the door, she rushed in without waiting for anyone to speak. When the door opened, she froze for a moment. She didn't expect that there were so many people in the room, and Elizabeth, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, was in bed. Sitting in the living room.

Jane couldn't help saying "Oops", "Lizzie, why did you get out of bed? Why didn't you lie on the bed?"

Elizabeth hurriedly told Jane that the fever had subsided.

Jane's reaction was similar to Mr. Darcy's. At first, she couldn't believe it, but then she seemed to cry. Elizabeth quickly persuaded her, and Jane didn't let herself cry happily, but she still said over and over again: " I knew you were going to be all right, I knew it was going to be, and I knew God would help you, Lizzie, and I'm so glad."

But she added quickly, "Then you shouldn't get out of bed, Lizzie, you can't catch a cold."

Elizabeth's head was getting big, if she had known that she would be beaten by so many people just by getting out of bed, she would just stay on the bed obediently.

Fortunately, someone came in again soon, and this time it was really the kitchen that brought the porridge. The porridge was placed on a tray, served in a beautiful porcelain bowl, and it was still steaming.

"Here's the porridge," said Elizabeth slyly. "Mr. Darcy said he had clear porridge in the kitchen, and I went back to bed to rest after eating."

She had good things to say, each of which was true, but taken together they had the effect of being misleading, as if she had gotten out of bed because Mr. Darcy had sent porridge.

Elizabeth didn't want to be told that she intended to mislead Jane, but Mr. Darcy glanced at her quickly, and he saw through her intentions. Elizabeth smiled slightly as if seeing him very interesting. Elizabeth blushed a little, but also a little In other senses, there seemed to be a tacit understanding between her and Mr. Darcy.

Jane was really deceived by Elizabeth. It was hard for her to say anything about Elizabeth because of Mr. Darcy, but Jane quickly thought of something else. She felt that Mr. Darcy was too kind to Elizabeth. Surprisingly, she had this feeling just now, and she didn't have time to think about it carefully.

It was surprising enough that Mr. Darcy had come early in the morning, earlier than she did, but now she found that Mr. Darcy had ordered the kitchen to prepare food for Elizabeth early, Jane felt. Mr. Darcy was too good, too good, for Elizabeth, to keep her from thinking elsewhere.

But she was not sure, mainly because relatively speaking, Mr. Darcy's status was too high, much higher than their family's, so although Jane had this idea in her heart, she didn't dare to think about it further.

Jane just wanted to pay more attention in the future.

Mr. Darcy felt that he could not stay long, and since Elizabeth's own sister was here, he had nothing to worry about, and he took his leave quickly.

Dr. Pogue explained a few more words, and went out with Mr. Darcy.

Elizabeth slowly finished her porridge and had to go back to bed. However, she had slept all night and was full of energy. Although she was still not feeling well, she couldn't fall asleep. Covering below the waist, Jane put the pillow up for her and put it behind her so that she could lean on it.

Then Jane asked if she wanted a drink of water.

Elizabeth quickly shook her head. When she got up, she had already drank two large glasses of water, and just now she drank a bowl of very thin porridge, and she really couldn't drink it anymore.

I really wanted to talk to Jane, but Jane looked very bad. Although Elizabeth didn't know that she looked at her most of the night last night, she also guessed that she didn't sleep well at night, so Elizabeth said to her: "Go back quickly. Take a rest, Missy will take care of me, if anything happens, I will send someone to your room to call you."

Jane said that she wasn't tired, and she really didn't feel tired. As soon as she heard that her sister's illness had been brought under control and was still improving, she felt a lot more relaxed, and her fatigue seemed to be gone.

But she had other matters to discuss with Elizabeth.

"Lizzie," she said, "do you think we should write home and tell them about you?"