Chapter 62 The Dog System Doesn't Let People Be Idle When Applying Medicine
Jin Suiqing held Ye Zhufeng's hand and meticulously applied medicine to the scar on her wrist. She pursed her lips and blew on the wound, making Ye Zhufeng laugh out loud: "The wound has already healed, how could you feel anything? Qingqing, what are you blowing on?"
Jin Suiqing pouted coquettishly, not giving an inch, "I'm willing."
Ye Zhufeng laughed and said, "Then go ahead and blow, but be serious and don't spit your saliva on my hand."
Jin Suiqing stretched out her finger and poked Ye Zhufeng's waist hard. The two started arguing again. After a while, Jin Suiqing finally prepared herself and asked Ye Zhufeng why he came to save her.
Instead of answering, Ye Zhufeng asked, "Why were you grabbing the steering wheel when the car crashed into you?"
Jin Suiqing obediently shut her mouth and nestled in Ye Zhufeng's arms. Soon, tears welled up in her eyes again.
No longer wailing, Jin Suiqing quietly shed tears. She pressed herself against Ye Zhufeng, her clothes rustling softly, and slowly recounted the grievances she had suffered since coming into this world.
Ye Zhufeng listened silently, occasionally stroking Jin Suiqing's forehead and encouraging her to continue when she choked up.
After talking for a long time, Jin Suiqing was even a little tired. She nestled in Ye Zhufeng's arms, slowly closed her eyes, and wanted to rest for a while. Suddenly, she heard Ye Zhufeng say, "Where is Jin Shiyu? What does Qingqing think of her?"
Jin Suiqing jumped out of her arms, looked at Ye Zhufeng carefully for a moment, and then lowered her eyes and said, "Good brother, male mother, you raised me, it must have been quite difficult for you."
Ye Zhufeng raised an eyebrow. It seemed he would have to find a way to let him off the hook in the future, depending on the plot. Ye Zhufeng looked at Jin Suiqing and asked again, "Just a good brother, a male mother?"
Jin Suiqing pondered for a moment, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
She couldn't quite describe the feeling.
Jin Suiqing looked at Ye Zhufeng. Now that she had found Ye Zi, the confusion in her heart was like a sudden morning mist, thickly enveloping her.
What should she do in the future? Should she stay with the Kim family? And how should she view Kim Shi-ok?
Her heart raced, and she tightened her grip on the medicine bottle. The small, blue porcelain bottle, which had been cool to the touch, gradually warmed as she held it in her hand. The temperature seemed to surpass that of her palm, and Jin Suiqing felt it was burning her. Involuntarily, her hand trembled, and she almost dropped the small medicine bottle.
After thinking it over, she still grabbed it and placed it neatly on the table. But as she pulled it with her sleeve, the medicine bottle still clattered to the ground. Jin Suiqing quickly bent down to pick it up; the porcelain bottle was still warm.
Jin Suiqing rearranged it again, placing it in a more secluded spot so it wouldn't be swept away by her sleeve again.
Jin Suiqing dared not look at the porcelain bottle and whispered, "I want a brother like Jin Shiyu, but from beginning to end I know that he is not my brother."
After she finished speaking, she fell silent.
Seeing this, Ye Zhufeng stopped asking and changed the subject: "Qingqing, you said you wanted to open a magic weapon factory?"
Jin Suiqing's eyes lit up, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, the factory site has been chosen, and we've already sent people to investigate..."
Wait, something seems off.
As Jin Suiqing spoke, she gradually drifted off into thought. Just as she was about to answer Ye Zhufeng's question about the address, the system in her mind spoke first: "Mission: Lure the female lead into an abandoned mine, causing her to fall into a mining accident. Time limit: one month. Countdown begins."
Jin Suiqing's eyes widened in horror, "I chose an abandoned mine as the factory site, I completely forgot that there was a story mission there!"
Yin Ru had never read "The Wind Descends Upon the World". The female lead system and the female supporting system have different configurations and different tasks. She was confused and even more puzzled as to why Jin Suiqing was so afraid.
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Jin Suiqing bid farewell to Ye Zhufeng and returned to the side courtyard. Because she was so stunned by the plot, she didn't notice that the main house was closed, while Huihong was standing blankly in the courtyard.
Hui Hong frantically gestured to Jin Suiqing, but Jin Suiqing was lost in thought and ignored her, pushing open the main room door directly.
The broken door hinge creaked.
Jin Suiqing looked up and met the gaze of Jin Shiyu, who was sitting opposite the door.
Jin Suiqing gasped, slammed the door shut, and hurriedly turned to Huihong, asking, "What's he doing here?"
Hui Hong shook her head vigorously, watching the dark shadow on the door grow larger and larger. She dared not make a sound and shook her head even faster.
Before Jin Suiqing could even try to compose herself, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside. Still clutching the door knocker, Jin Suiqing was thrown off balance and fell straight into the room.
It hit Kim Si-ok squarely in the chest.
Now that things had come to this, Jin Suiqing stuck her butt out, pressed herself against him, and looked up at him with a silly grin, "Hehe, brother, what brings you here?"
Jin Shiyu hadn't expected that the word "brother" would slip out so easily. Her heart was filled with complicated emotions, and her brows furrowed. "Brother?"
"You called me by the wrong name, you called me by the wrong name," Jin Suiqing hurriedly helped him up by supporting his chest. "I'm used to calling you 'brother,' I'm sorry, Young Master Jin."
"Young Master?" Jin Shiyu's anger was burning fiercely, but he relaxed his brows, raised his hand and forcefully pulled her waist, pressing her against him, and said coldly, "We agreed last night that you would call me Jin Shiyu."
The position was really uncomfortable, so Jin Suiqing twisted her waist and said, "I forgot, I forgot, look at my memory."
Jin Shiyu snorted coldly, it wasn't that he had forgotten, but that he had never taken it to heart at all.
Jin Suiqing cursed the drunkard for having such a good memory. Unable to break free from his grasp, she simply stepped over the threshold, pressed herself against him, and pried open his arm, asking as she did so, "What are you doing in the side courtyard?"
No matter how hard she tried to pry him open, he wouldn't budge. "Suiqing, have you forgotten that you're my maid now?"
"I haven't forgotten, of course I haven't forgotten," Jin Suiqing gritted her teeth and strained, thinking to herself that this person was incredibly strong, and replied perfunctorily, "I was just planning to come find you again tonight."
Kim Shi-ok countered, "What if I need to contact you during this time?"
Jin Suiqing stopped. Normally, she didn't have much to do, so what difference would a day or two be? A smile played on her lips as she asked suspiciously, "What is it?"
Kim Shi-ok stared at her intently, then slowly raised his right hand, which had been hanging by his side.
Jin Shiyu clenched his fist, dried, dark blood crawling all over his five fingers. If he clenched his fist tightly, it seemed that a sticky, crimson liquid would ooze out from between his fingers.
Jin Shiyu said calmly, "Your hand is cut and needs to be bandaged with a small bandage."
Jin Suiqing's smile vanished instantly. She screamed and reached for his hand, "What happened? Does it hurt? How bad is the injury? Where did you get hurt? What caused the injury? Is that thing rusty?"
The bleeding is heavy, and the wound is visibly deep. I hope it wasn't cut by something rusty. If he gets tetanus, Jin Suiqing can't make penicillin!
Seeing her anxious expression, Jin Shiyu was quite pleased. He slowly replied, "It's a wound, but it doesn't hurt or hurt badly. It was broken in the yard, and the thing isn't rusty."
She asked a series of questions, and he answered them one by one, but he skipped over what caused the injury.
Jin Shiyu lowered his eyes and carefully examined Jin Suiqing's face. She was so anxious that her eyebrows were raised and her eyes were blinking wildly. Her big eyes were fixed on his right hand, wanting to touch it but not daring to, afraid that he would feel pain. Her lips opened from time to time, and she was panting heavily.
Kim Shi-ok was pleased, thinking to himself that the cut was well worth it.
He saw Jin Suiqing in the garden, personally applying the ointment he had given her to Huangfu Feng, and his heart ached with jealousy. Jin Shiyu fled back to the courtyard, intending to relieve his pain by copying scriptures as usual, but upon entering, he saw the writing brushes and inkstones that had not been put away that night.
Men are impure, women are pure; men are still, women are active. From the root to the branches, all things are born.
The ink had dried, and the horizontal stroke he had carelessly slammed down was extremely ugly, completely obscuring the characters for "all things".
Jin Shiyu remained silent and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he patiently tidied up the mess on the table, carefully folded the paper that Jin Suiqing had copied, and placed it under the box.
Pushing open the door to let in some fresh air, Jin Shiyu pulled out several sheets of paper and pens from the box and laid them at his feet. With his left hand, he picked up a paper knife from the table and forcefully slashed his right palm, blood gushing out and piercing the paper. Even after the wound was gruesome and the blood had dried, his robes remained spotless.
Jin Shiyu naturally tidied up the mess on the ground, and as if nothing had happened, got up and went to the side courtyard.
On the way, the servants and attendants could not see his hand. The first person to know that he was injured was Jin Suiqing, who was standing in front of him.
He looked down at her, and his golden-green face was filled with fear, extreme fear.
His dizzy mind suddenly cleared, which really frightened her. He unconsciously raised his hand, not wanting Jin Suiqing to see the wound.
Jin Suiqing frowned, jumped up and grabbed Jin Shiyu's wrist. Her warm fingers couldn't encircle his wrist bone, but she managed to grab the protruding knuckles and pull down. She didn't dare to use too much force and said urgently, "Don't dodge! Let me take a look. The wound needs to be treated in time. If it's not treated, it will fester in this hot weather!"
Jin Shiyu suddenly realized that she wasn't afraid of blood, but rather afraid that his wound would worsen.
Overjoyed, yet remaining outwardly calm, Jin Shiyu relaxed his body, allowing Jin Suiqing to control him.
Jin Suiqing dragged the person into the house, pressed her down on a stool, and then fetched a basin of hot water. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to wet her handkerchief when Jin Shiyu, still remembering that she had burned her finger, stopped her, saying, "Your finger is injured, don't get it wet."
Jin Suiqing blurted out the truth without thinking, "No injury, no problem."
After saying that, she was about to continue washing, but Jin Shiyu didn't believe her. He grabbed her wrists with his large hand and pulled them close to his eyes to examine them carefully.
She was telling the truth; her fingertips, though rough, were perfectly intact.
Jin Shiyu released her. "You're not hurt. Where's the medicine?"
Jin Suiqing took out a medicine bottle and tossed it to Jin Shiyu. Jin Shiyu weighed it in his hand. "Useless, yet there's not enough?"
Jin Suiqing wrung out the handkerchief, paused for a moment, thinking to herself that the old man had even remembered this. She didn't dare to stop her hands, wiping him with the handkerchief and gently prying open his fingers, listening to the faint tearing sound as the blood dried and the skin stuck together.
She felt a pang of toothache and casually said, "I bumped into a maid, she fell down, so I gave her some."
Jin Shiyu raised her eyes, "Really? Do you know which maid it is?"
"Does it hurt?" Jin Suiqing interrupted him. "Should I be gentler?"
Jin Shiyu nodded: "Yes. You still haven't answered which maid I am."
Jin Suiqing muttered, "How would I know about that? It's not like I need to know everyone." After wiping his hand several times, she finally opened it and exclaimed in surprise at the deep wound on his palm.
Jin Shiyu calmly said, "I didn't control my strength when cutting the paper and accidentally cut my palm."
"Was this an accident?" Jin Suiqing was also a little angry. She looked up to glare at him, but unexpectedly, she was frightened by the complicated emotions in his eyes and took a step back.
Jin Shiyu's amber eyes gleamed with a sinister light. His face was ashen as he chuckled, "It was an accident. I answered Suiqing. Now, Suiqing, can you tell me which maid you applied the medicine to?"
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