"Water, water..." Erzhu murmured, his consciousness not very clear.
Chi Xingyue hurriedly poured a cup of tea, handed it to Baozhu, and asked her to feed it to Erzhu.
He also said: "You stay here with him, I'll go make some porridge and bring it over!"
Baozhu subconsciously wanted to say that she would do it herself, but then she thought again and felt that it was inappropriate.
We can't let the Second Young Master's wife take care of the injured here while she cooks porridge. That would be too unreasonable.
Nodding, "Baozhu thanks the Second Young Master's wife!"
Chi Xingyue smiled: "As I should!"
After saying that, he left, went next door to get some millet, then went back to the ear room to cook millet porridge.
Chi Xingyue put red dates, pumpkin, and raisins in the millet porridge. While waiting, she chatted with Ling Jiheng: "Why don't you go in and take a look?"
Ling Jiheng chuckled and shook his head: "I finally have some alone time, I won't go in and cause more trouble."
Chi Xingyue took off Ling Jiheng's coat and changed the dressing on his wound.
White powder was applied to the long, thin "centipede". Chi Xingyue asked distressedly, "Can this remove the scar?"
Ling Jiheng nodded: "Doctor Cheng has a secret medicine."
Chi Xingyue felt relieved and began to sprinkle the powder more roughly.
She tore some gauze from the space and wrapped it around him, then wrapped him in satin pajamas and hid him in the quilt.
She also lamented: "Why is there no supermarket here? Otherwise, I could have found a set of thicker pajamas to wear."
Ling Jiheng laughed and thought that if there really were such clothes, his benefits would be much less.
Age restrictions already restrict me to drinking only broth. If I wear such thick clothes even when sleeping, I'd be no different from a monk.
Chi Xingyue tucked in the quilt for him, feeling that the atmosphere was a little strange. But she couldn't put her finger on what was wrong, so she shook her head and went to the side room.
Millet porridge is very easy to cook. In less than fifteen minutes, the rice will bloom.
Chi Xingyue brought the casserole down and called Baozhu to feed Erzhu.
"Eat and go to bed early. If Erzhu has a fever at night, knock on the door or call Doctor Cheng."
Baozhu nodded, bowed to Chi Xingyue, then carried the casserole back to the room and fed Erzhu one spoonful at a time.
Erzhu took a moment to calm down, and his mind gradually became clear. Knowing that he was not dead, he felt grateful and touched.
After asking about the master's wife's condition, he drank the porridge with peace of mind.
Today's porridge is particularly sweet. Erzhu didn't feel satisfied after drinking one bowl and wanted a second bowl.
During this period, he also persuaded Baozhu to drink with him, but Baozhu just rolled her eyes in response.
"You haven't eaten for a whole day and night, how can I compete with you for food? Drink quickly, there will be delicious food after you drink!"
Erzhu chuckled, his eyes never leaving Baozhu's face, and he looked so naive.
Baozhu felt embarrassed and annoyed when being stared at like that.
I wanted to throw the bowl at him and let him eat by himself, but I was also worried that he wouldn't be able to take care of himself and would make his injuries worse.
The atmosphere was awkward and ambiguous until Baozhu stopped feeding after a long time.
Erzhu, on the other hand, had already eaten too much.
I don’t know if it was because the millet porridge cooked by Chi Xingyue was too delicious, or because I was greedy for Baozhu’s careful service, but I actually drank the whole casserole.
If you satisfy your mouth, your stomach will suffer. Erzhu's face turned red. He wanted to urinate, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Baozhu thought something had happened to him, and hurriedly went to call for Doctor Cheng. The noise was so loud that it startled Chi Xingyue, who had just taken off his coat and was about to rest.
He quickly put on his clothes, wrapped himself in a cloak, and went out to check.
Even Ling Jiheng got off the kang in a hurry, without even putting on his cotton coat, and came out wrapped in a cloak.
Doctor Cheng was also pulled out of bed and stumbled to Qingfeng Courtyard.
After taking the pulse, I found out that people have three urgent needs, and the second one is being held in tension.
She poked him on the forehead angrily and was about to tell him the reason.
Erzhu seemed to have unleashed immense power. He raised his hand, grabbed the corner of Doctor Cheng's clothes, and signaled him not to speak.
It is said that old people become more cunning. Doctor Cheng rolled his eyes and understood what this kid was holding back.
He snorted coldly, but he didn't embarrass anyone after all.
She said, "It's not convenient for a girl to be here. You should go back to sleep. I will accompany him tonight!"
After sending Baozhu away, he helped the man up and said, "Look at you, you are really promising!"
Erzhu looked ashamed and moved towards the toilet.
But he had lost so much blood and was covered in wounds, staggering all over, and couldn't even get out of the west wing.
Doctor Cheng was old and could not support a young man who was over 1.7 meters tall.
Ling Jiheng was injured again and there was nothing he could do to help.
I used to think that having a small family was quite cozy. But when something bad happened, I realized that I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't handle it.
It seems that we really need to train more people in the future.
After suppressing his thoughts, Ling Jiheng was about to go out to ask for help when he ran into Ling Yi who came to give them some money.
"What's going on?" Ling Yi asked when he saw several people gathered at the door of the west wing.
Chi Xingyue made room for him: "Erzhu has a stomachache, could you please help him up?"
Ling understood immediately, put the silver on the ground, and half-supported and half-carried Erzhu to the toilet in the corner.
Less than two seconds after I took off his pants, I heard a puffing sound.
Ling Yi was disgusted to death, but he couldn't just ignore his brother. He could only endure the nausea, clean up for him, and help him back to the room.
He also joked: "It would be nice if you had a wife!"
Erzhu curled his lips and thought, doesn't he want to have a wife? He really wants it!
But is this the time to say this? No!
At least until he was settled at home, he would not consider marrying and having children. This was his awareness as a slave.
Erzhu sat back at the head of the kang, feeling much better. Not only was his mind clearer, but even the injury on his arm didn't seem to hurt as much anymore.
Doctor Cheng felt his pulse and frowned in confusion. "Strange! You were so badly injured, how come you've suddenly recovered so much? Could it be that you're gifted and are recovering so quickly?"
Erzhu didn't understand either, and looked even more confused than Doctor Cheng.
Doctor Cheng shook his head and put down his arm. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll prescribe some Qi-tonifying and blood-tonifying medicine for you. Drink it for half a month straight, then recuperate for two or three months, and you should be fine."
Erzhu hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Doctor Cheng!"
Doctor Cheng waved his hand, not caring much. Ling Yi took him back to Zhegui Courtyard, gave him some herbs, and then he rested.
Ling Yi returned to Qingfeng Courtyard, threw the herbs onto the kang, and deliberately complained: "I really asked for trouble. I just came here and I paid for it!"
Erzhu laughed and said, "When you get better, I'll buy you a drink!"
Ling raised an eyebrow: "We agreed, don't go back on your word!"
"No regrets, no regrets. After this experience, I have finally gained enlightenment.
"Life is long, so enjoy it while you can. Aside from my wife's money, I'll give you all the rest, brothers, and treat you to wine and meat!"
Ling Yi was just teasing Erzhu, he didn't need any wine or food at all.
The food they eat at Ling's house is much better than outside!
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