Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 59 This time the tourist is another miserable girl

After Chen Ou and Su Jiahe finished their meal, he personally drove her back. Su Jiahe had a day's rest, and it was time to welcome new guests.

【ding dong】

[The ninth tourist has arrived. Please start the mission.]

As soon as the system prompt sounded, Su Jiahe saw a slender figure flash past from behind a big tree.

"Hey, another little sister?"

Su Jiahe hurried forward and saw that the other person was wearing a blue cloth top, a white plain skirt, her hair was tied up and inserted with a bamboo hairpin. Although she was dressed like a peasant woman, she had a beautiful appearance and exuded a gentle and elegant temperament.

"Excuse me, young lady, where am I?" The woman's voice was a little hoarse.

"Come upstairs with me first, and I'll talk to you later."

The woman seemed to be in poor health and was staggering as she walked. Su Jiahe supported the woman while secretly examining her attire.

Judging from her clothes, she should be a commoner in the Qing Dynasty, but who were the famous women who came from a farming family in the Qing Dynasty?
When they arrived at the door, Su Jiahe opened it, but the woman stood in front of it and refused to go in.

"Don't be afraid, come in." Su Jiahe thought the woman was afraid, so he gently pulled her hand and walked into the room, but the woman quickly retracted her hand and took a few steps back.

"Miss, you are from a wealthy family, right? I am just a peasant woman and I am afraid of dirtying your house."

"It's okay, I'm just an ordinary person, don't be nervous. Besides, you are my guest, and it is my job to receive you." As Su Jiahe spoke, he helped the woman into the living room and let her sit on the sofa.

"Ah? Your guest? Me?" the woman asked in surprise.

Su Jiahe poured the woman a glass of water and skillfully explained to her what had happened.

After listening to Su Jiahe's explanation, the woman was stunned for a long time before accepting the reality that she had traveled through time.

"Alas, God must have taken pity on me, allowing me to enjoy seven days of bliss in the afterlife. Unfortunately, I am too sick to travel, so I won't bother you. Just seeing the afterlife with my own eyes would be enough for me."

When Su Jiahe saw the woman's reaction, he felt that she must have suffered a great injustice.

"Beautiful lady, may I ask what your name is and which dynasty you are from?"

"My name is He, also known by the courtesy name Shuangqing. I was born in the 54th year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi, and am from Jintan, Jiangsu."

"So you are He Shuangqing!"

Su Jiahe remembers that when she was in high school, she stumbled upon a biography of the Qing Dynasty poet He Shuangqing in an extracurricular reading. Born into a humble family, she learned to write and compose poetry while working part-time at her uncle's private school.

Unfortunately, when she was eighteen, her father died suddenly. Her uncle married her to a bad man for a small dowry. From then on, He Shuangqing worked day and night, and was beaten and scolded by her husband's family. Soon she contracted malaria and died.

"What's wrong? Do you recognize me, girl?" He Shuangqing looked at Su Jiahe in confusion.

"Yes, I've read your words in a book before."

"What? I'm just a clumsy peasant woman who writes a few lines of poetry every day and sells them as soon as I write them. Yet, my poems have been passed down to later generations." He Shuangqing looked incredulous.

"Don't talk about yourself like that. You come from a farming family and are self-taught. Such talent has been rare since ancient times. It's a pity that you were wasted in a hidden place and met a family of bad people, who delayed your life in vain." Su Jiahe said indignantly.

"Alas, I can only blame my miserable life." He Shuangqing sighed, and was so emotional that his whole body suddenly trembled, his teeth clenched, and his hands tightly grasped his clothes.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Jiahe jumped up from the sofa in fright.

"Miss Su... Miss Su, I'm fine. I'll be fine in a while." He Shuangqing curled up into a ball, sweating profusely.

Su Jiahe thought that this might be a malaria attack, so he quickly called a car and sent He Shuangqing to Bohai First Hospital. After a period of emergency treatment, He Shuangqing's condition stabilized.

"Are you a family member of the patient?" a doctor asked Su Jiahe.

"Yes."

"You family members are so generous. You took so long to come see me." The doctor's tone was a little complaining. "The patient is only eighteen years old. Isn't he accompanied by his parents?"

"My parents are not here, so just tell me if you have anything to say."

Su Jiahe felt a pang of sadness. In modern times, eighteen is still an age when one is being cared for by their parents, but He Shuangqing was facing an inhuman life. "The patient's condition is quite serious; he will probably need to be hospitalized for a week. Go and complete the formalities first."

"Okay." Su Jiahe hurried to the inpatient department.

Unexpectedly, this seven-day trip turned out to be a trip to the hospital.

After the hospitalization arrangements were made, Su Jiahe bought some nutritional supplements and wanted to send them to He Shuangqing's ward, but was stopped by the doctor.

"Malaria is a contagious disease, and family members are not allowed to visit for the time being."

"Then please take care of her." Su Jiahe handed the nutritional supplement to the doctor.

"Don't worry, we will take good care of her," the doctor said. "That little girl is so pitiful, her hands are covered with chilblains and calluses. Has she been abused?"

"Her family is poor and she often does heavy work." Su Jiahe said perfunctorily.

"Alas, what a pity, such a beautiful and sensible girl was born in such a family. No one even takes her illness seriously. Fortunately, I have a friend like you."

"Yes." Su Jiahe lowered her head and wiped away her tears.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital, Su Jiahe's cell phone rang, and the caller ID showed "Bohai First Hospital".

"Hello, is there something wrong?" Su Jiahe thought something had happened to He Shuangqing, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

"Excuse me, is this Su Jiahe?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"Do you have Bombay blood type? Did you receive a blood transfusion in our hospital three years ago? There's a patient with the same blood type who's in urgent need of surgery. Would you be willing to donate some blood as a backup?"

The Bombay blood type is even rarer than panda blood, occurring in only about one in ten thousand. Three years ago, Su Jiahe, a university student in Bohai City, was involved in a car accident while working away from home. A woman with the same blood type saved her life.

But Su Jiahe didn't agree immediately. Instead, he immediately became alert and asked, "Are you really from Bohai First Hospital? Who is that patient? Which department is he in?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm telling the truth. That patient is the one who donated blood to you three years ago. Her name is Cheng Xiefang. She's now in the gastroenterology department. You can go and verify it."

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

Upon hearing that his savior needed blood, Su Jiahe returned to the hospital.

In the ward, Su Jiahe saw Cheng Xiefang and recognized her at a glance. She was indeed the blood donor.

"Big sister, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Xiefang also recognized Su Jiahe and immediately showed a surprised smile.

"Little sister, what a coincidence, we meet again. How are you after the last car accident?"

"I'm fine, Sister Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. I just had a sudden attack of appendicitis and need a minor operation."

After confirming Cheng Xiefang's condition, Su Jiahe went to the blood donation room, left 400cc of spare blood, and then left the hospital quietly.

In the evening, Cheng Xiefang completed the operation. After waking up, she immediately picked up her mobile phone and replied to the WeChat message.

【What's wrong with you? You haven't replied to my message all afternoon? 】

[Sorry, I had acute appendicitis and just had surgery]

Cheng Xiefang was afraid that the other party would be angry, so she sent several apology emojis in a row.

[Come and report as soon as you are discharged from the hospital. We are almost full. I see that it is not easy for you, so I have reserved a spot for you.]

[Okay, I promise to get there this week, thank you so much]

(End of this chapter)