Chapter 64 Chapter 7 "Is this enough? Isn't it too little...

"Is this enough? Is there something missing?" Why did Song Boyuan's voice come from above his head this time?

"Come, drink the medicine. Only by drinking the medicine can your illness be cured." Song Boyuan handed the enamel bowl filled with black medicine to Xie Qingyu.

Xie Qingyu had a bitter face: "It was you just now?"

"Um."

"Have you finished your work? Why are you back?"

"I'm worried that you won't be able to take the medicine." Song Boyuan pushed the thing in his hand towards Xie Qingyu.

Xie Qingyu felt guilty for a moment, then said confidently, "Well, how could that be possible? I'll drink it after I finish my meal and wait a while."

"That's perfect, drink it now while it's hot!"

The medicine had been handed to him, and Xie Qingyu had no choice but to take the medicine again, take a deep breath and swallow it.

"I won't be back at noon. You can go to Aunt Wang's house at the foot of the mountain to have lunch. I have already made an agreement with her." Song Boyuan felt relieved when he saw that the man had taken the medicine. Thinking of the tasks that had not been completed, he told him about what happened today involving Xie Qingyu.

"Why do you ask me to go to Aunt Wang's house for dinner? Won't she be back at noon?" Xie Qingyu asked curiously.

"My home is too far from the construction site. I need to save some time so that I can finish today's work." Song Boyuan said vaguely.

Xie Qingyu grasped the key point: "Then what are you going to eat for lunch?" Since it was too far, Song Boyuan would definitely not even go to Aunt Wang's place.

"It's okay, I brought some food, don't worry." Song Boyuan felt relieved and patted Xie Qingyu's shoulder, telling him not to worry.

Xie Qingyu wanted to ask something, but Song Boyuan suddenly slipped away.

"Auntie, is there still much work left at Song Boyuan's construction site?"

The dishes at Aunt Wang's house were obviously not as good as Song Boyuan's. They used too much oil, and the vegetables were dry after being stir-fried. Xie Qingyu was thinking about Song Boyuan, and she couldn't taste the food no matter what she ate.

Song Boyuan is so busy, it can't be because of him! He dragged others down all of a sudden, without even having time for lunch break.

I feel so guilty!

"You're talking about Boyuan! He finished his morning work long ago and left early." Aunt Wang's tone was full of admiration for the young man's energy.

"Then do you know where he went?" Xie Qingyu asked.

"I don't know! I didn't pay attention. He seemed to be walking in the direction of his house. I thought he went back! Is he gone?"

"No, I just asked. He might have already gone home." The matter has not been clarified yet, and Xie Qingyu didn't want to make Aunt Wang worry.

"Xiaoyu! Eat more. Boyuan paid for it. You'll be hungry later if you eat so little." Aunt Wang turned her attention back to the dining table and found that Xie Qingyu's bowl of rice had not been touched for a long time.

Xie Qingyu's hand holding the chopsticks moved a little faster: "Okay, Aunt Wang."

Maybe he has already gone back. Eat quickly and then go back to look for him.

Xie Qingyu saw more footprints at the gate of the yard after he left.

I was happy, thinking he must be coming back.

All the doors were opened and no place where people could hide was left out, but Song Boyuan was nowhere to be seen.

"He really didn't come back? System, do you know where he is?"

"Sorry host, the system does not have supporting role permissions."

Xie Qingyu sat dejectedly on the stairs. He knew that Song Boyuan would come back sooner or later, but he couldn't find him now. He felt blocked in his heart and inexplicably uncomfortable.

The system's tone was surprised, and it suddenly said, "By the way, host, Song Boyuan seems to have met Song Jiale and Fu Chen today. They even chatted for a while."

"Met these two people? And chatted with them?" Xie Qingyu seemed to have grasped the key.

Close your eyes and recall the original plot.

There are no relevant nodes! A lot of trivial matters were dropped by Xie Qingyu.

By the way, Xie Qingyu opened his eyes, there is another place he can operate.

Xie Qingyu walked to the gate of the yard and saw some fresh footprints outside the gate but not in the yard. The direction was exactly where he was thinking.

Back mountain.

It was already a little late when he went to Aunt Wang's house, and considering the time he had wasted looking for someone just now, a long time had passed and Song Boyuan still hadn't come back.

Could it be that the critical juncture thing happened?

The more Xie Qingyu thought about it, the more worried she became. This was her first time traveling through time, and she didn't know if these things were necessarily going to happen. If they were true, then Song Boyuan would be in trouble.

My mind was full of thoughts, but my feet were also busy, pulling myself away from my thoughts again.

He found that there were no footprints in front of him, only grass, and the only clue was broken.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it was full of weeds, just like everywhere. It was terrible. Xie Qingyu's face turned pale and he quickly calmed down.

The road ahead is difficult to distinguish, but the road behind him is still covered with mud and can be distinguished, so if you want to continue looking for people, you have to start marking from now on.

After searching for something conspicuous on his body and around him, Xie Qingyu found that the white handkerchief in his hand seemed to be the most suitable.

Can……

Xie Qingyu carefully observed the handkerchief in her hand. It was a small piece of craftsmanship. Is it really okay to destroy it like this?

The sun was so big that I felt worried that it would rise up like the scorching sun.

There was no time to delay. He hadn't had the heart to destroy it before. When Xie Qingyu really planned to tear it into small strips, he was completely stumped. The workmanship was too solid and it was difficult to tear it.

After great efforts, the task was finally accomplished, and Xie Qingyu threw away the regret in his heart.

The last white strip was used as a mark. Xie Qingyu, feeling disheartened, discovered that a faint sound seemed to be coming from the bottom of the slope not far away.

Xie Qingyu didn't care about anything else and hurried over there. He lay down and looked at the bottom of the slope. Sure enough, he saw the person he was looking for.

It was Song Boyuan.

He was lying next to a rock and didn't continue rolling down. He was motionless and must have been injured.

Slowly walking from above to Song Boyuan's position, Xie Qingyu saw the red trouser legs and felt uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's not serious. I was just hunting and wasn't paying attention, so I accidentally fell down." Realizing that there was movement nearby, Song Boyuan struggled to get up and looked towards the source of the movement.

When he found out it was Xie Qingyu, there was joy in his voice.

Xie Qingyu touched his leg and heard Song Boyuan's unbearable intake of breath.

"You still say it's okay? You can't even move." Xie Qingyu frowned.

"It will be fine after a while." Song Boyuan endured the pain in his body and slowly moved his legs with the help of Xie Qingyu's hand.

He was obviously doing it with great reluctance, but he was still forcing a smile.

Xie Qingyu patted his hand lightly: "Still moving around!"

The moving hands and feet slowly retracted. Song Boyuan was at a loss and looked at Xie Qingyu with an innocent face.

Knowing that he was stunned, but still staring blankly like this, Xie Qingyu softened his tone: "Let me take a look first. If you move around, you might cause secondary damage."

Song Boyuan didn't know what Xie Qingyu was babble about when her fair and delicate face appeared in front of him. It was getting late, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, Xie Qingyu's porcelain-white face was stained a little red, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Their expressions were extremely focused, and they looked at each other like they were drowning in this seriousness.

Xie Qingyu gently lifted up his trouser leg, which was stuck with flesh and blood. The scar that stretched across his entire calf started from below the knee and meandered so deep that the bone was visible. It was horrifying.

After moving it left and right, Xie Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the injury had not damaged the bones.

"Can you still move?" This body was a little too thin to put Song Boyuan on its back.

A little external force is needed.

Song Boyuan didn't answer whether he could or not, but directly asked what Xie Qingyu wanted to do: "What do you need me to do?"

"Move to this stone." Xie Qingyu pointed to the big stone next to him, and with the help of his strength, helped Song Boyuan sit on the stone.

It was already dark when Song Boyuan finally moved onto the stone.

"Come, I'll carry you down the mountain."

"Will it work?" It's not that Song Boyuan doesn't believe it, but it's the fact.

Xie Qingyu said confidently and seriously: "Why not? Trust me."

In his previous life, he exercised every week, but he was a little too playful, so carrying someone on his back was no problem.

Why can't you work? It's because you can't use the tools, not because you don't have the strength.

The back felt heavy and the thin body collapsed. After taking a breath, Xie Qingyu carried Song Boyuan steadily on his back.

If I hadn't adjusted it in time, I would have overestimated the original owner's body.

It was getting late, and the notes Xie Qingyu had made earlier became illegible.

Fortunately, I still have this human-shaped map on my back.

Before it got completely dark, the two of them returned to their residence safely.

It’s better not to mention the problems of not being able to find the road, slipping from time to time, and the occasional attacks from small animals.

"Stop moving around. I'll get some water and clean your wound first." Holding down Song Boyuan who was still about to move around, Xie Qingyu turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

In the past, when fighting, he would get injured from time to time, and Xie Qingyu would just give him some simple bandages.

But is it suitable for such a hideous wound in front of him? Xie Qingyu was in a dilemma for a moment.

"Have a good rest. I'll call the doctor to take a look."

"I didn't..."

Before the word "thing" came out of his mouth, the person had disappeared. Song Boyuan could only stare blankly at the wooden door that was still shaking a little.

"Oh, it's you again, young man." The doctor was surprised to see his regular visitor these days.

"What's wrong with you this time? Where is the other young man?" The doctor thought that Xie Qingyu was also sick this time.

"No, this time it's Song Boyuan who's sick. I want you to go back with me to see him."

Unexpectedly, the person who fell ill this time was someone else.

It’s still that kid Song Boyuan. You know, he is a very good person. He has lived here for so many years and has never seen him get sick.

"What are his symptoms?" In order to avoid wasting time going back and forth, the doctor asked about Song Boyuan's symptoms so that he could be fully prepared.

Xie Qingyu: "He injured his calf and had a big cut on it."

The doctor nodded, realizing it was an external injury. Without stopping, he put some disinfectant into the medicine box.

After listening to Xie Qingyu's words along the way, the doctor thought it was not that serious. After all, Xie Qingyu told him that Song Boyuan never cried out in pain afterwards.

I didn't expect to see such a huge difference when I saw him in person. This big gash covered the entire calf, with blood and flesh flying around and even the bones vaguely visible.

Fortunately, no bones were broken. Thinking about it this way, it doesn’t seem that serious.

After a careful examination, the doctor said, "Fortunately, the injury was discovered in time and treated appropriately. Although the bones were not injured, the ligaments were damaged. If the injury continues, fractures are inevitable without the protection of flesh and blood."

After listening to this, Xie Qingyu thought to himself, as expected, he said it looked so serious, but Song Boyuan didn't say a word and even comforted him by saying that it was okay.

He didn't feel any pain at all.