In this world, there was no longer a person named Su Ge.
"Xiao Ge, I've applied the medicine for you. Your clothes are wet, change into one of mine. After you've changed, you can blow-dry your hair."
In the moment when Su Ge was lost in her thoughts, Zhu Huahua had already finished applying the medicine.
Then she stood up and went to the suitcase that had been packed earlier to find a set of winter clothes for Su Ge.
Su Ge didn't stand on ceremony; except for underwear, she changed all of her slightly wet outer clothing.
"Xiao Ge, you really are like a clothes hanger. Whatever you wear looks so good on you, why don't I have that effect when I wear them?"
Just after Su Ge had changed, Zhu Huahua looked at her with an envious expression.
"Alright, where's the hairdryer?" Su Ge flicked her wet hair and was glad that these people had used tap water and not something foul like sewage, otherwise, she would have had to wash her hair again.
