Young girls tend to feel shy when encountering such things, and Jiaojiao is no exception.
However, compared to how she treats Ruan Jie and others, she is slightly more relaxed, albeit still embarrassed, as she calls out to Zhao Li: "Godmother…"
Zhao Li smiled and handed her the prepared items: "Go inside and change, and also swap out the dirty clothes."
Jiaojiao, blushing, took the items into the bathroom. Once everything was sorted, she looked at the dirty clothes set aside, feeling conflicted. Chen Tingting's earlier commotion had mortified her, and there was no way she'd let anyone touch her dirty clothes now.
But her stomach still hurt, in bouts, and she lacked the energy to wash them, so she balled up the clothes into a corner and covered them with a towel before opening the door.
"All set?" Zhao Li asked outside.
Jiaojiao nodded, her lips still pale, the stomach pain causing her to hunch over and curl up.
