Now, he is really a coward to the extreme, and if anything happens to Ah Chou, it will cost him his life.
“Boom boom boom!”
There was a knock on the door.
Zhong Mingwei sat up straight, frowned, and said in a deep voice to the door that was not locked: "Come in."
Chen Qingxuan pushed the door open and closed it again. After a night, Chen Qingxuan was no longer as shocked as he was yesterday. He walked to the kang. He looked at Ah Chou who was sleeping, and then moved his eyes to Zhong Mingwei's face: "How do you feel now?"
"It hurts a lot," Zhong Mingwei said to Chen Qingxuan while looking up. Compared to his hostility towards Chen Qingxuan yesterday, he now feels a little more grateful to Chen Qingxuan. It must be Chen Qingxuan who saved Ah Chou. Zhong Mingwei said while frowning and patting his legs, "I could move yesterday, but I can't move this morning. It hurts a lot inside. And it feels numb outside."
"I'm afraid he's frozen in the snow." Chen Qingxuan frowned and squatted down. He gently pinched Zhong Mingwei's knee and asked Zhong Mingwei. "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts," Zhong Mingwei nodded, trying not to cry out. "It hurts so much inside, much worse than yesterday, even the joints between my bones hurt."
"That's strange," Chen Qingxuan exclaimed, looking at Zhong Mingwei's swollen knee. He paused and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Let me help you go to the next room and check you out first. Maybe you need acupuncture or moxibustion, but I'm not good at acupuncture. If that's the case, you'll have to go outside and ask a doctor to come in."
Zhong Mingwei nodded: "Okay, thank you for your help."
"It's okay. My grandmother recognized this girl as her granddaughter, and I have always regarded her as my own sister," Chen Qingxuan looked at Zhong Mingwei and said hesitantly, "naturally, I also regard you as one of my own."
Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything else. He pointed at Ah Chou and asked Chen Qingxuan, "What's wrong with this girl? Why is she sleeping all the time?"
"People with typhoid fever are sleepy, and the medicine we gave her also contains tranquilizers, so it's okay for her to sleep a little longer," Chen Qingxuan explained, standing up to help Zhong Mingwei, and added, "Don't worry, I'll ask grandma to come in and wake her up, feed her porridge, and then give her medicine... Hold my shoulders first, and see if you can stand up."
"Hiss..." As soon as Chen Qingxuan finished speaking, Zhong Mingwei lowered his body and sat down on the kang. His legs were so painful that his face was twisted in pain and he couldn't speak for a long time.
"Let me carry you over." Seeing that Zhong Mingwei was in pain, Chen Qingxuan hurriedly squatted in front of him.
Zhong Mingwei took a breath, looked at the thin young man squatting in front of him, gritted his teeth, and then lay on Chen Qingxuan's back.
Chen Qingxuan was a scholar after all. Although he was tall, he was very thin and not very strong. He squatted on the ground and gritted his teeth for a long time before he tremblingly carried Zhong Mingwei on his back and carried him to the same room as yesterday. The room was very warm and the fire in the brazier was burning brightly. Someone must have come early in the morning to light a fire to warm the room. The blood-stained sheets and quilts from yesterday were also replaced with clean ones.
Chen Qingxuan put Zhong Mingwei on the bed, took out the medicine box, sat on the edge of the bed, took out scissors and realgar wine, and said to Zhong Mingwei: "It must be very painful, please bear with it."
Zhong Mingwei nodded and raised his chin to him, indicating that it was okay.
At that moment, Chen Qingxuan used scissors to cut the gauze. Zhong Mingwei got out of bed and walked yesterday, so naturally the wound was bleeding badly. At this time, the gauze was stuck to the wound, and it was painful to touch it. Zhong Mingwei gritted his teeth and endured it, and never said a word. Chen Qingxuan was sweating all over his face. He looked at the gauze stuck to the flesh and blood, and he couldn't do it. He opened the realgar wine and poured it on it, soaking the wound with the wine first, thinking that he would tear it off when the gauze softened a little. But Zhong Mingwei suddenly tore off the gauze and threw it on the ground, saying to Chen Qingxuan, "That's it."
Chen Qingxuan stared at the bloody wound, then looked at Zhong Mingwei who had a calm face. His lips trembled a little for a moment. When he reacted again, the wound began to bleed again. He hurriedly took out cotton wool to stop the bleeding, and kept applying realgar wine on it while busy getting medicine.
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