Quick Transmigration: Why Did You Provoke Her? She's got a cheat code!

"He Caisheng! He Caisheng! Your sister is injured!"

The villagers' shouting came from outside the door. He Caisheng put down his pen and ran out quickly, followed by He Ruyi with short legs.

Mingyue stood up slowly and walked outside the door. He Caisheng and several villagers helped He Nian in, who was covered in injuries.

"I'm fine. It just looks scary, but it's actually just a scratch."

He Nian helplessly put his hand on He Caisheng's shoulder. Except for the serious ankle sprain, nothing else happened.

He Caisheng didn't respond, tears of distress welled up in his eyes. If he had grown up, his sister wouldn't have had such a hard time.

When the other villagers saw the bright moon, like a mouse seeing a cat, they handed the person to He Caisheng and left.

He Ruyi brought a stool over, and He Caisheng helped He Nian sit down, "I'll get some medicine for the bruise."

He Nian hummed, his eyes soft, and when he looked up, he saw Mingyue looking at him, smiling sheepishly, "Today's meal may be a little late."

Mingyue asked, "It's okay, why did it happen like this?"

"I was walking on the path, and the sky suddenly became overcast, and the wind was blowing. I was blinded by the wind and sand for a moment, and I didn't pay attention. I missed my footing and rolled to the thorns below."

As soon as He Nian finished speaking, He Ruyi shed tears silently, her eyes stubbornly staring at the injured place of He Nian, her little hands shaking so much that she didn't dare to touch it.

"Ruyi, don't cry. It doesn't hurt, it's just a scratch. It's okay."

In order to prove that he was fine, He Nian pressed the injured area cruelly, "Press for a while longer and the bleeding will stop."

"The wound is dirty."

He Ruyi stopped He Nian's movements. There was a doctor in the village. She had seen the doctor treat the villagers and specifically said that the dirt must be cleaned off the wounds, otherwise the wound recovery would be difficult.

He Caisheng held several bottles of medicine and put them in front of He Nian, "Sister, which one do you think it is?"

He Nian pointed to the golden sore medicine next to him, and He Ruyi took the lead again, "Brother, go get a bottle of wine."

"What are you doing with the wine?"

He Ruyi said dullly, "Clean sister's wound."

He Nian didn't expect that He Ruyi knew how to disinfect. She just thought of dealing with it casually and let it pass. Anyway, it was just a scratch.

He Caisheng did not doubt that he was there, so he went to the cellar to dig out a small jar of wine. He Ruyi found a clean cloth and moistened it. He looked at He Nian nervously and said, "Sister, it might hurt a little."

"It's okay, come on, I'm not afraid of pain."

He Nian pretended to smile relaxedly, but his tight breathing betrayed her.

It must be a lie that it didn't hurt. When He Ruyi wiped the wound with wine, He Nian almost groaned, his body shook uncontrollably, and he gritted his back molars to get over it.

"I take it easy."

He Ruyi gently blew on He Nian's wound and wiped it carefully.

He Nian wanted to touch He Ruyi's head, but when he saw that his hands were covered in blood, he decided not to do it.

After cleaning the wound, He Ruyi took out the golden sore medicine and gently applied it on He Nian's wound. He Nian only felt the coldness on the wound, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's great to have younger brothers and sisters.

"Next time, my sister and I will go work in the fields together."

He Caisheng didn't shed tears, but his eyes were red. He was the only male in the family, and he could no longer let his sister work alone.

He Nian immediately knocked He Caisheng on the head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? From now on, you can just study hard at home. I still want you to get the top prize and take us to the capital."