After removing the bandage from the deer's neck, she tenderly stroked its head. Fortunately, the wound wasn't too deep. Jiang Xi quickly disinfected the area and then re-bandaged it.
There's no way to get rid of the antlers.
Jiang Xi gently tapped the deer's nose.
Jiang Xi coaxed softly, "Just click it, and from now on, you'll become a unicorn deer."
This is how they usually get along amicably.
Whenever Jiang Xi says "tap it," the deer will usually put its nose up so that Jiang Xi can gently tap its nose and then pat its head.
She said softly, "But it's okay, it will grow back next year."
I forgot where I saw it, but it said that if a deer's antlers break off, they will grow back on their own.
As if in response to her words, the fawn stuck out its tongue and licked her finger.
Jiang Xi gave it two yams, watched it finish eating, and then led it to the fig tree.
"Take a nap."
Fortunately, they all returned safely.
She served herself a bowl of porridge, ate a simple meal, fed the ewe and the rabbit, washed her face, locked the gate, and went inside.
Before going to bed, she checked on Yan Jing'an one last time and saw that he had taken the medicine by the bedside before closing the door with peace of mind.
After a whole night of running around, it would be a lie to say she wasn't tired. Jiang Xi pushed open the door and went back into her room. Yan Zheng heard the sound and turned to look at her.
Jiang Xi pretended to be fierce and said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
She changed her clothes and got into bed, but before she could even lie down, Yan Zheng pulled her into his arms.
The two embraced tightly on the bed.
He held her very tightly, and Jiang Xi, afraid of hurting his arms, only loosely wrapped her arms around his strong waist and abdomen.
That's not enough.
Yan Zheng said in a hoarse voice, "Hold me tight."
Jiang Xi unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand, and patted his back comfortingly with her other hand.
Without saying a word, the beating of each other's hearts was enough to say everything.
Once she heard regular breathing sounds around her, Jiang Xi closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up again, it was already late.
The little black dog under the bed was pacing around hungry. But it seemed to know that its master was resting, so it didn't make a sound.
Jiang Xi touched Yan Zheng's forehead and, after confirming that he didn't have a fever, breathed a sigh of relief, quietly put on her clothes, and got out of bed.
Then she glanced at Yan Jing'an and, as usual, touched his forehead.
I'm still shaken by the last time Yan Zheng's wound got infected. I absolutely can't make the same mistake again this time. I must keep a close eye on their wounds.
Both of them were fast asleep and showed no signs of distress. Jiang Xi then fed Xiao Hei some goat milk, leaving half a bowl unfinished.
Jiang Xi suddenly had the idea to give it to the little deer, since the little black dog was still small and couldn't actually eat that much.
Surprisingly, the little deer quite liked it and drank all the remaining goat milk.
Jiang Xi patted the deer's head: "So good."
Previously, she had considered giving Yan Zheng and Yan Jing'an goat milk for breakfast, but both of them couldn't stand the goaty smell, so Jiang Xi had to give up.
She tried to keep dinner light. She stir-fried bean sprouts and shepherd's purse, and also steamed a bowl of dried duck and root potatoes.
I chopped some cured pork and stir-fried it with diced wild mushrooms.
After steaming the yams until soft, mash them, then mix in diced cured meat and mushrooms, sprinkle with salt and Sichuan peppercorn powder, and shape them into rice balls the size of eggs.
Chrysanthemums are known for their cooling and anti-inflammatory properties, so she brewed three more cups of chrysanthemum tea.
I sent one to Yan Jing'an first.
He was extremely dizzy. Jiang Xi watched him eat a little, then lay down again.
Actually, I didn't sleep very well. I would feel dizzy and lightheaded in waves, and my head would sometimes ache.
Lying in bed, Yan Jing'an wondered, "Whose fault is it? It's because I'm less skilled than others."
Oh no, it's that my skills are inferior to those of a bear.
Jiang Xi watched Yan Jing'an finish eating, then brought another serving to Yan Zheng.
Actually, it's enough for two people, plus her own portion; she wanted to eat with him.
Yan Zheng felt he could bear it at first, but after waking up from a nap, the wound was throbbing with pain, probably because of the stitches.
Perhaps seeing Jiang Xi amplified her desire to be cared for.
Jiang Xi picked up a rice ball and fed it to him, and he accepted Jiang Xi's feeding with equanimity.
Jiang Xi smiled and said, "Yan Zheng, I've noticed you've changed."
Yan Zheng raised an eyebrow: "What has changed?"
I can't explain it.
He rarely showed his vulnerable side before, even though the two of them were already very close lovers. But intentionally or unintentionally, he always wanted to take on more responsibility in front of himself.
Yan Zheng stared at her for a long time, making Jiang Xi blush. She asked irritably, "What are you looking at?"
He took a sip of tea: "Actually, I've always been like this."
"You've forgotten that you were the one who took care of me more when I was little."
Jiang Xi thought about how the two of them got along when they were children.
Back then, whenever Yan Zheng was injured, she would bring him safflower oil and medicinal wine to apply the medicine.
But as they grew up, the roles reversed, and Yan Zheng ended up taking care of himself more.
Thinking of the past, Jiang Xi's smile softened even more.
The warm yellow light shone on her face, and Yan Zheng casually wiped the mushroom bits from Jiang Xi's lips.
He couldn't explain why, but on very rare occasions, he would find himself particularly drawn to Jiang Xi's embrace and tenderness.
Previously, due to psychological and medication reasons, he often lost control, but now being with her has calmed his inner anxiety and fear.
The two of them ate their meal slowly and carefully.
Yan Zheng said in a low voice, "Could you please make a hat for Yan Jing'an these past two days?"
"You need to be extra careful to protect your head after a concussion."
Jiang Xi nodded: "That's what I'm planning to do too."
With two wounded people suddenly in the family, Jiang Xi had to do many things herself.
The clay I brought back to press bricks is about to dry out if I don't use it soon.
Jiang Xi put in all her effort and spent nearly three days pressing out the remaining two or three hundred bricks.
Yesterday, Yan Zheng accompanied her to the fields.
In just four or five days, her vegetable garden was already overgrown with weeds, and the knee-high tomato seedlings were hidden among the weeds. Even her sweet potatoes were not as tall as the wild vegetables on the hillside.
Jiang Xi was so angry that she had to grab a shovel and go down to the field to pull weeds.
Yan Zheng saw this and wanted to help, but Jiang Xi wouldn't let him work at this time. She wouldn't allow him to lift a finger and only let him stay with her on the ridge.
But Yan Zheng was not one to sit still. Taking advantage of Jiang Xi's momentary inattention, he actually managed to pick up firewood with one hand.
Finally, Jiang Xi found out and scolded him for a long time, but he still didn't change his ways the next day.
In the end, Jiang Xi had no choice but to make him a neck brace, explicitly allowing him to move only with one hand.
After nearly a week of rest, Yan Jing'an's concussion has improved considerably, and his symptoms of vomiting and headache have subsided, although he still occasionally feels dizzy.
Yan Zheng and Jiang Xi didn't expect him, a patient, to do any work. He would sit under the stone bench by the fig tree every day, sometimes holding Xiao Hei and playing with it, sometimes chatting with Xiao Lu.
At worst, they could study and deal with some of the herbs that Jiang Xi had collected.
That evening, Jiang Xi went to feed the rabbits and ewes, and Yan Zheng sat down in front of him with a serious expression.
Yan Jing'an didn't know what he was going to say, and felt a little nervous. He swallowed hard and asked, "What's wrong?...Big brother."
Yan Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Tell me in detail what happened that day."
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