I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Ji Xiaobei shook his head and thought to himself: Who doesn’t know this little bit of medical knowledge?

"Thank you, young lady..." He Ye left with the lunch box.

Ji Xiaobei bought some wontons and drove Ma Debiao, and soon caught up with He Ye.

"Would you like a ride?" Ji Xiaobei asked.

He Ye looked at Ma Debiao's butt guiltily, then turned around and sat on another cart shaft.

He Ye opened up the conversation: "Your family is in the handicraft business, why do you live in Luofang Street? Luofang Street is full of weaving workshops."

Ji Xiaobei regretted letting him take the ride.

This young man was only a few years older than Shitou and was very handsome.

Just talking too much.

"Girl, why is this donkey called Ma De Biao? Who gave it the name..."

"Girl, how long have you moved to South City? Where are your other shops?"

……

Ji Xiaobei: …

"I'm about to turn, please get off the car, sir!" Ji Xiaobei said.

He Ye jumped off the donkey cart, bowed to Ji Xiaobei and thanked him.

Ji Xiaobei: You can go now!

He Ye didn't ask whether Ji Xiaobei wanted to go to his guard post.

He didn't want to reveal his identity. After all, it was a bit unreasonable for the commander of the Western Suburbs Guard to take care of patients in the South City.

However, he knew that Ji Xiaobei's textile workshop was nearby.

Things will be much easier in the future.

Fu Jichang didn't eat a single bite of the wontons he brought back.

He was indeed having a fever, his face was red and his body felt like it was on fire.

He Ye asked anxiously: "Heita, what time is it? Why hasn't the doctor from the capital arrived yet?"

Heita was more anxious than him. He hadn't slept for two days and two nights.

"What the girl said just now was right, Lao Fu really has a fever!"

He Ye said to himself.

"Which girl knows medical skills?" Heita asked in a hoarse voice.

"I met a girl, but unfortunately, she doesn't know any medical skills..."

The black tower suddenly became listless like a deflated ball.

He Ye told Heita what the wonton stall owner said. Heita couldn't sit still for a minute and went out to find the miracle doctor who gave up medicine to become a farmer.

Heita's big feet walked on Luofang Street, and the sound startled the birds in the trees on both sides.

Ma Debiao pricked up his ears, facing the wind, listening to the movements around him.

What a familiar sound of footsteps, those are the footsteps of dear Black Tower brushing its fur.

Ma Debiao didn't care about anything else and raised his head and screamed loudly.

"Ah...uh...uh..."

Heita stopped suddenly and looked around in surprise.

"Ma Debiao!"

Heita ran down Luofang Street, following the call of Ma Debiao...

Finally, I saw Ma Debiao in an alley with his head raised and eyes wide open.

"Ma Debiao... why the hell are you here?"

Ma Debiao: "Heita, damn, why are you here too..."

One man and one donkey hugged each other.

Heita hugged Ma Debiao's head and cried.

Crying so sadly!

Ma Debiao called softly and rubbed his cheek to comfort him.

Heita cried enough, patted Ma Debiao on the head and asked, "Is your master here too?"

Ma Debiao: Uh...

Ma Debiao took big strides and ran towards the yard.

"Sister Xiaobei..." Heita shouted while running with tears in his eyes.

Ji Xiaobei, who was accompanying Old Lady Fu in the room, was stunned. The voice from Heita was wrong!

Why is he here?

When Mrs. Fu heard the voice, she stood up immediately.

"Grandma Fu...don't worry..."

She helped Old Lady Fu out the door.

Heita saw a figure coming out of the house and was about to speak when he suddenly saw the old lady.

He hastily swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Hello, old lady!" Heita bent down and saluted respectfully.

Old Mrs. Fu stretched her neck to look behind the black tower.

"Madam, the young master is busy, so he asked me to come and see you!" Heita forced an ugly smile.

The look in Old Lady Fu’s eyes dimmed.

Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Huang came over quickly, supported the old lady and said, "Let's go back to the house and rest first..."

Two people, one on each side, supported the old lady into the house.

Ji Xiaobei and Heita entered a wing room farthest from the main house.

Heita's face looked gloomy, his eyes were red and swollen with bloodshot, his hair was disheveled, and his eye sockets were sunken.

Before Ji Xiaobei asked, his eyes were red.

"Sister, my master is in trouble!" he said chokingly.

"Ah, Xiaoyaozi, dead?" Ji Xiaobei was extremely surprised.

"No, not dead, just injured, very seriously, very seriously..."

……

After entering He Ye's house, the two went straight to Fu Jichang's house.

He Ye, who was sitting in the yard, widened his eyes in shock.

She, why is she here?

It was Heita who brought it here!

this……

Old Fu...

He Ye followed him into the house.

Fu Jichang's face was pale and bloodless, and his once plump lips had shrunk and lost their vitality.

His long eyelashes covered his eyelids like fan-like feathers, his nose was high and his cheeks were thin, but it still couldn't hide his handsomeness.

It was the first time she saw Fu Jichang from this angle.

This man is extremely handsome and full of masculinity.

Ji Xiaobei took a deep breath and came back to his senses.

If this man were in modern times, how many girls would scream for him, and she, Ji Xiaobei, would definitely be the one who screamed the loudest.

She bent down and reached out to lift the thick quilt from his chest, revealing a snow-white gauze wrapped around his chest.

So white that it’s blinding!

Her heart ached, she pulled the quilt away, and gently touched his forehead with the back of her hand. It was burning hot!

Ji Xiaobei: "He has a fever!"

He Ye said hurriedly: "Doctor, the doctor from the capital should be here soon."

"Heita, go get some liquor and pour some warm water over here!" Ji Xiaobei turned and said to Heita.

"Ah, girl, are you drinking?" He Ye was puzzled, "Old Fu shouldn't drink now..."

Ji Xiaobei glanced at He Ye and said in his heart: Please stop talking, okay?

He Ye automatically shut up and stood aside in fear.

Heita was carrying a large wine jar weighing about twelve pounds, and in his other hand he held a large bowl.

"Sister, here I come!"

Ji Xiaobei: ...Oh my God! Heita is such a real person!

"Take off his clothes..."

As soon as Ji Xiaobei finished speaking, the two men's mouths opened into an O shape and looked at Ji Xiaobei in surprise.

"Pour the wine into warm water, find a piece of cotton cloth, and wipe his body. It will reduce his fever and make him feel much better..."

Ji Xiaobei blushed as he explained.

"Pay special attention to the neck, armpits, and that..."

Ji Xiaobei pointed at his lower body and walked out.

Suddenly she remembered that there were some fever-reducing patches in the cold storage, so she took out a few and wanted Heita to put them on Fu Jichang.

"Heita, put this on your master's forehead. It's cool and very comfortable..."

Ji Xiaobei took two steps back and turned her head to see Fu Jichang's naked upper body... Her heart trembled, this was the first time she saw a real man's body.

Fortunately, most of it was covered with cotton cloth, revealing a large piece of the right pectoral muscle...

She was so scared that she quickly looked away and threw the few fever-reducing patches in her hand over...