The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1069

Chapter 1069: 517 Reap What You Sow (Added Chapter)_2

Medical Officer: "..."

Waving a hand in front of Gu Jiao, the medical officer called out, "Hey, hey, girl? Miss? Little...boy?"

Gu Jiao didn’t respond.

"Alright, alright! I’m going to expose you right now!"

As the medical officer turned to leave, a ghastly murmur from behind stopped him, "Bury the corpse."

The medical officer stumbled forward, smacking his forehead against the door, immediately raising a large bump. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}

He didn’t dare turn around, but twisted his head ever so slightly.

"Remember to bring back two steamed buns when you return, I’m hungry," Gu Jiao said blandly, with her eyes closed.

"...I’m a man of Prince Yi, your doings could put me in an unjust position," the medical officer said with righteous indignation.

Gu Jiao turned on her side, facing the inner side of the bed: "Fiddle with the first-aid kit a bit."

Medical Officer: "Deal!"

...

Gu Jiao slept straight from noon until evening.

Her acute pulmonary edema, due to frostbite, showed slight improvement, but complete recovery wouldn’t be that quick; she needed to stay on the mountain for a few days.

Moreover—

Gu Jiao paused, then took two chloramphenicol capsules from the first-aid kit and swallowed them, before pouring a glass of water for herself.

Mid-sip, the medical officer arrived.

Seeing her awake and sitting at the table drinking water, the medical officer sized her up.

Truth be told, she was still a bit pale, clearly showing signs of having endured a severe chill, but compared to her earlier pallor when she was brought in that morning, it was much better; at least she wasn’t a corpse-like shade of white anymore.

"Here are the steamed buns you asked for," said the medical officer as he placed the food container on the table, took out a bowl of steamed buns, and presented another bowl with Red Date Ginger Soup, "to ward off the cold. Drink up."

If it were a lad, a bowl of ginger soup would suffice, but considering she was a girl, the medical officer had sliced some red dates and added a spoonful of brown sugar.

"And this," said the medical officer, bringing over a small backpack from behind, "is yours, isn’t it?"

"Mhm," Gu Jiao nodded.

"I couldn’t find anything else inside, only this backpack," the medical officer said, with a hint of regret.

Gu Jiao took the backpack, which Xiaoshun had made for her. It was very durable, having accompanied her from Capital City to here without so much as a scratch.