Zhang Er looked at the duck still flapping its wings in the yard. There were still two chickens left from Zhoujia Village. He asked them silently, "How are we going to eat? Or should we just make do with something else?"
Turning his gaze to Ye Zhiqiu, Li Rui's meaning was very clear.
Whatever she cooks, she eats. If she doesn't cook, she has nothing to eat.
Ye Zhiqiu gave them both a blank look and said, "Teacher is not here, I'll make some noodles for you two."
Her cooking skills are for the service of her master. When her master is not around, of course she doesn't want to waste the effort. As her master often says, if she has that time, she might as well learn something good.
As a result, Li Rui complained to Zhang Er behind his back, "This little girl is just a fan of the teacher. Jiang Nian is not here, so the two of us can only make do with each other to make a living."
Zhang Er smiled and said nothing.
He just got home and had a meal of sorghum rice. He had to stretch his neck to swallow it. For him, being able to eat the three-in-one noodles made by Ye Zhiqiu was already a happiness.
Moreover, he will live here in the future, have a job, and be able to eat delicious food every day.
Song Yanbai was sent here in the afternoon. The hospital ambulance took him here directly and carried him to the bed in the backyard.
Dean Qi and Yan Jin are both here, which shows that Song Yanbai's position is very important.
Jiang Nian came back neither too early nor too late. He didn't have a pheasant in his hand, but instead had a sheep that had been gutted and shaved of its wool.
"Has the person been delivered?" As she spoke, she handed the sheep to Zhang Er who came to pick it up.
This is not a tacit understanding, but a habit developed over a long period of time.
Jiang Nian is a very easy person to get along with, but after a long time, you will find that she has very high requirements for her companions and would rather not meet them.
"He's been sent to the backyard. Zhiqiu is checking his wounds." Zhang Er finished speaking, and then said, "Li Zhiqing said that we can hang house numbers on the doors of those wards. Does Doctor Jiang think it's necessary?"
"Well, he's quite smart. Let's do as he says." Jiang Nian looked around and didn't see Li Rui, so he asked, "Where is he?"
"I left with Director Yan and said I'll be back soon."
Jiang Nian came to the backyard and saw at a glance that one of the wards had its door open.
She walked in and saw Ye Zhiqiu bandaging the injured person. His wheat-colored chest muscles were exposed, looking quite impressive.
"How is it?" she asked as she walked in.
"I just changed the medicine. The chest wound is normal, but there are signs of pain in the brain. I feel dizzy and want to vomit when I move." Ye Zhiqiu kept his expression unchanged throughout the whole process.
"Um."
Jiang Nian nodded, sat on the edge of the bed, and held the man's wrist with one hand to take his pulse.
That faint smell of medicine...
Such a familiar feeling.
Song Yanbai looked at the girl in front of him. She had a beautiful face and a gorgeous figure. At first glance, she was as beautiful as a fairy in the sky.
"Are you a doctor?"
"That's right." Jiang Nian released his wrist, having understood the general situation. "When you were in the city hospital, they should have already told you the situation, so I won't repeat it again. For now, you should heal your wound first. You have a head injury, so don't think too much these two days. We can talk about the amnesia problem after your injury stabilizes."
"Then...can I still be okay?" Song Yanbai is a little helpless at the moment. His IQ is fine, but his mind is blank. When he wakes up, someone says this and that to him, but he has no impression of it. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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