Looking at her, Zhong Kexin sighed. Since when would she finally have no fear so that she could fight against those useless pigs together. Why did she fear then that much? Zhong Kexin asked herself. It must have been because of the bullying and suffering that the previous Zhong Kexin underwent together with her. Looking at her, Zhong Kexin stood up and said, "I'll put onion under my armpit and feel dizzy, the doctor will diagnose this and nothing else, so do not worry."
Looking at her mistress, Zhi Meng Yao nodded in agreement. Thinking about it now, she wondered how could she have forgotten about the Cong clan? Could the previous Zhong Kexin's mother be from the Cong clan? She had to find out. But before she could ask Zhi Meng Yao, the two heard a knock on the door. It was the doctor. Looking at Zhong Kexin who went to bed, Zhi Meng Yao went ahead and opened the door for the doctor.
He was a middle-aged man, he walked in and went directly to Zhong Kexin to listen to her pulse. It was not okay, it was somehow disturbed. Looking at her, he told her to have some ginger soup and rest in bed for a few days before working, he also sent one of the guards to go and tell Zhong Mingze to allow Zhong Kexin to rest. Upon hearing about the situation, Zhong Ah Lam was shocked. She even asked her spy in Zhong Kexin's abode whether he had heard it wrong.
She just could not believe that Zhong Kexin who had actually beat her up was sick, it was impossible to happen. She thought it was a lie until her personal maid servant told her that Zhong Kexin had been exempted from the farm punishment by her father because she was sick and the doctor had ordered so. Looking at her maid servant, Zhong Ah Lam ordered everyone to evacuate. Seemed like Zhong Kexin really wanted to test her patience by that, and she was exactly doing what she wanted. She would strike and nothing would happen to her.
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Looking at her food, Zhong Kexin sighed. Surely everything came with it's own special price, food for pretending to be sick was even worse than being sick itself. Shouldn't the sick enjoy themselves? She asked herself. But since she was in seclusion, then she would use that chance to start exercising and changing her skin tone. There before in her other life she had come across a video on an online platform which showed that making a paste out of potatoes, applying and pulling the mask off one's skin would restore her natural skin. Looking at Zhi Meng Yao, she stated, "Go and fetch me some potatoes and somewhere I can mash them in."
Looking at her mistress, Zhi Meng Yao bowed slightly before she went to get what she was asked for. Although she was quite confused. Why did she need it? Why would she want to be mashing potatoes when she was 'sick'. Looking at her leaving, Zhong Kexin went outside with a knife and sliced the piece of aloe Vera which grew outside. It seemed that her little abode was a herb garden itself.
She would use that paste on her face and also wash it together with her hair. She would also start exercising and drinking carrot juice. She would just need to buy it from the market. As she did not have the required equipment to make the carrot juice herself. Soon, Zhi Meng Yao returned and found Zhong Kexin washing her hair together with the aloe Vera paste, looking confused, she also spotted some on her face, she was shocked. What was she doing? Had she gone mad?