Shu Jiaying did not wake the man up. While he was sleeping soundly, she applied crushed mountain mint to his wound. The man did not open his eyes until he felt a deep chill.
"Girl, are you back?"
"Well, I'll go find you some medicine for snake bites. Are you hungry? Wait a moment, I'll go make you some porridge."
"Girl...thank you for your hard work."
He was about to say something polite, but the man's stomach made a few growling sounds.
He turned his head away in embarrassment.
Shu Jiaying quickly tried to smooth things over, "It's not hard, it's not hard! In fact, I was also at fault. If it weren't for that beating I just gave you, I don't think your injuries would be as serious as they are now. Just consider this my compensation to you!"
“…”
Seeing that the man stopped talking, Shu Jiaying left the thatched hut, built a temporary stove with stones outside the hut, and began to wash rice and cook porridge.
However, without seasoning, the porridge with Yangxincao would probably taste terrible, but there was nothing we could do about it.
Shu Jiaying filled a bowl and brought the porridge into the thatched hut.
"Sir, the porridge is ready. Can you sit up by yourself?"
The man on the bed nodded, and he slowly moved his body to sit against the wall.
Shu Jiaying handed him the porridge.
"No one has lived here for a long time, so there's nothing in the house. This porridge has no oil or salt, so I have to ask you to make do with it."
"It's okay. I'm already very grateful that the girl can lend a helping hand to a stranger I met by chance. She's also very considerate. The vegetable porridge is nutritious and aids digestion. It's quite good!"
After he finished speaking, the man drank a big mouthful of vegetable porridge to show that he was not picky about food.
But the next moment he was choked and started coughing.
“Cough cough cough…”
Raising his head, he looked at Shu Jiaying with an ugly expression.
Shu Jiaying saw the man's doubts and immediately explained, "Sir, the porridge is not made with the vegetables we usually eat. I added the Heart-Nourishing Grass.
Because the Yangxincao has not been processed much, and its bitterness has not been covered up with seasoning, it is indeed a bit unpalatable if you eat it directly.
However, no matter how unpalatable it is, I hope you can endure it, because this porridge will be of great benefit to your mental health."
"My heart disease? Thank you."
The man was a little surprised. He didn't expect Shu Jiaying to know his condition just by taking his pulse, but he was also inexplicably moved by Shu Jiaying's attentiveness.
Although the bowl of porridge was so bitter that it made him cry, the man still drank it in one gulp.
Handed the bowl to Shu Jiaying.
Under the mask, Shu Jiaying smiled slightly.
"That's good. You can rest here for a while. I have other things to take care of. I'll bring you some delicious food when I come back at noon."
"Thanks!"
As I watched Shu Jiaying leave, I saw that not long after Shu Jiaying left, a man in a white gown and holding a paper fan rushed out from the grass behind the thatched hut with several big men in black cloth.
The man in white entered the thatched hut first. When he saw the sick and dying man lying on the bed, he immediately blamed himself nervously.
"Brother, I'm sorry... We are still late. How are you now?"
The man in white didn't appreciate his concern. He said angrily, "Kang Ningxia, you can wait until I'm dead before you come back!"
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