"I won't say thank you again, otherwise it would seem like we're being distant."
He needs help now and doesn't need to worry about saving face. Besides... besides, he had received her help in his previous life, and when she helped him in that life, he was in a much worse state than she was today.
Xiao Yu comforted himself in this way, but deep down he still felt a little uneasy.
No man wants to be seen in a vulnerable state by someone he cares about!
"Alright, let's stop here for today."
Song Lan glanced in the direction of Song Qinghui, clutching the empty cloth bag in her hand, and said, "Remove the splint that's holding your ankle in place in three days, and then apply the ointment I gave you twice a day, morning and evening. Your foot should be able to move freely again in about a week."
"I will remember that."
Xiao Yu responded.
"You must avoid further injury. You have to think about how your family is counting on you now. If you don't listen to me and cause your injured ankle to be injured again, you will undoubtedly suffer. If you also suffer from sequelae, what will you do then?"
"I will definitely listen to what you say."
"You and I can only be considered old acquaintances. It doesn't matter if you don't listen, as long as you are willing to bear the consequences."
"My old friend..."
Xiao Yu really wanted to ask: Do you still remember when you were eight or nine years old and practicing medicine, you saved a disheveled and ragged student who was in distress?
"I'm leaving."
Song Lan waved casually and then walked towards Song Qinghui.
Xiao Yu stood there until Song Lan and Song Qinghui disappeared from sight, then slowly withdrew his gaze and returned to the thatched hut, leaning on his simple crutch.
"You really knew that Comrade Song Lan before?"
That's Grandma Xiao's voice.
Speaking of which, Mrs. Xiao's real name is Luo Wanning. She comes from a scholarly family and once taught at B University. Just as Song Lan described her, she is an elegant and cultured old lady.
"Um."
Xiao Yu nodded.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and casually placed his crutch within reach.
Mr. Xiao: "Why didn't you mention this when we were at home?"
"We've met a few times, but we're not particularly close. Besides, she's a lesbian and I'm married. If we get too close, it wouldn't be good for either of us."
Xiao Yu explained.
Grandpa Xiao: "Isn't the young lady's home in the village?"
Xiao Yu: "It's in the village, but Song Lan was switched at birth and only learned about her origins last year. Since her adoptive parents live in Beijing, and she works there..."
So she didn't return to Shisong Village. Recently, her job changed; she was transferred from Beijing to a machinery factory here. She took some time to go back to the village to visit her biological parents. And then, by sheer coincidence, she ran into me on the mountain today after I stepped into a trap, so she and her second brother brought me back.
Grandpa Xiao: "The young lady has clear and honest eyes; she's obviously a good person. We should avoid troubling her by asking her for help."
“I know. But Song Lan said she has already mentioned it to her family. If we need help in the future, her family will lend a hand, and she herself will also take time to go back to the village to help us.”
Oh, and she'll bring Chenchen some formula next time she comes.
Chenchen is the nickname of Xiao Yu's son.
"Baby formula is a scarce commodity, and you need milk powder coupons to buy it. Is it appropriate for us to trouble this young lady like this?"
Grandma Xiao frowned slightly. She didn't want to trouble Song Lan, but her great-grandson was not even two years old and was suffering here with them. She was worried that the child wouldn't be able to make it through if he didn't drink some milk powder to nourish his body.
"It's alright. Once things get better, there will be plenty of opportunities to repay him," Xiao Yu said. "Chenchen is still too young. Drinking some formula occasionally will help him grow."
“We’ll owe them this favor. We’ll listen to Xiaoyu and repay the young lady and her family properly when we go back.” As soon as Grandpa Xiao said this, Father Xiao nodded in agreement: “That’s what I think too.”
Xiao Yu noticed that the stewed chicken pieces Song Lan had brought hadn't been touched, and couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't you touched these stewed chicken pieces?"
"Waiting for you to come together."
Mr. Xiao replied.
The chicken nuggets contain potatoes and shiitake mushrooms. Even without touching them, the aroma alone is incredibly enticing.
"Grandpa, you, Grandma, and Dad should eat more. Although it's getting cooler now, the stewed chicken might go bad if left overnight."
After taking the chopsticks handed to him by his father, Xiao Yu said something to the three elders.
"We haven't had any meat for over a year. Your grandma and I are getting old, so we can't eat too much tonight. You and your dad should eat a little more, just don't leave any food behind."
Mrs. Xiao nodded repeatedly at Mr. Xiao's explanation.
"Should we wake Chenchen up and give him something to eat?"
Mr. Xiao asked Mrs. Xiao.
“If Chenchen can’t eat it all, if he wakes up at night, just give him some malted milk powder or a piece of milk candy.”
Children's stomachs can't withstand much stress. Besides, given their family's current situation, they can't afford to get sick easily. Otherwise, like their great-grandson today, if it weren't for the timely intervention of the girl named Song Lan, the great-grandson would probably have died from the high fever by now.
Grandma Xiao recalled what had happened to her great-grandson that afternoon, and she was still filled with lingering fear.
After eating the stewed chicken pieces brought by Song Lan, Xiao Yu and the three elders in his family rinsed their mouths and lay back down on the bed.
The chirping of insects could be heard from the grass outside.
Xiao Yu lay on his back, his thoughts drifting back to his past life, to when he first heard the devastating news that the young general Song Lan had been shot by an arrow in the capital.
Logically speaking, given his reputation as a divine healer and the fact that the arrow wound wasn't in a fatal location, surviving shouldn't have been difficult.
But the urgent report said that General Song Lan had been hit by a poisoned arrow and would probably not survive more than half a month.
Poison arrow!
The Tartar royal court's secret medicine, a mixture of several secret medicines, was applied to the arrowheads. Even though General Song Lan took his self-made antidote pill immediately, which could cure all poisons, it was still difficult to stop the spread of toxins in his body.
If there were enough time, perhaps Young General Song Lan could develop an antidote for himself, or if Young General Song Lan's maternal grandfather, the divine physician Xue, were present, he could also help develop an antidote... However, the divine physician Xue travels around practicing medicine and has no fixed abode. It would take time to make contact with him, let alone get to the border in a short period of time.
Xiao Yu remembered that he almost fainted the moment he heard the bad news.
He knew that a relationship between the two of them was impossible, after all, he was eleven or twelve years older than the young general Song Lan... That year, he was twenty-one, and she was only eight or nine years old.
On his way to the capital for the imperial examination, he was robbed by bandits. He not only lost all his belongings but was also injured by the bandits. However, in order not to miss the examination, he dragged his injured body and begged his way to the capital.
Unexpectedly, just two or three miles from the capital, he collapsed by the roadside.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying in an inn.
Not only was her body cleaned, but ointment was also applied to her wounds.
He learned from the waiter that a young girl had saved him and settled him in the inn, instructing the waiter to wash his body and apply medicine.
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