Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi's face was a little red from the hot steam in the bathroom, and her face and forehead were covered with dense beads of sweat caused by the heat.

At this moment, her eyes were wandering, and she lay down lower and lower, wishing that the big vat of glutinous rice water would directly submerge her head.

Lin Zheng stared at her and wanted to express his feelings several times, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he inexplicably retracted them when he saw her like this.

He had to look away, holding her porridge in one hand and tapping the light brown high chair next to him with the fingertips of the other hand. "How can you eat lying like this? Do you want me to feed you?"

"No, no." Hearing this, she lightly touched the other side of the bathtub with her toes and slid up quickly using the reaction force.

Mrs. Bamboo rolled up along the back of her neck, and after her head leaned against the wall, she gently fell down, just behind her suspended waist.

This tiny sound could scare her because she was inexplicably nervous.

She straightened her back with a snap, turned sideways and held out her hand to him, "No, give it to me, I can do it myself."

Lin Zheng: ...Humph, such a straightforward rejection.

Looking at the delicate palm still shining with moisture, and glancing at the bathroom door which was left a crack, Lin Zheng paused and did not give her the bowl.

Instead, he scooped a spoonful of porridge, scraped the bottom of the spoon twice on the edge of the bowl, blew away the hot steam, and then placed the warm porridge directly next to her mouth.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jingzhi's outstretched right hand felt sore from being raised, and the hand holding the spoon also began to feel a little sore.

In the end, she was the first to break the silence.

At this moment, Jingzhi's thoughts seemed to be shrouded by the mist. She felt dizzy and could not think of a reasonable reason to refuse. She could only wave her hand hesitantly, "No, don't be so polite. My hand is not injured."

He stubbornly used a little force and pressed the spoon against her teeth:

"If you don't eat it now, it will get cold."

Jingzhi:......! ?

What does he mean?

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

His expression became increasingly worse, and Jingzhi didn't dare to say anything more. She could only open her mouth and hold the porridge.

It was really embarrassing to be fed at such a big age. After he fed her just one mouthful, Jingzhi blushed and hurried to grab the empty spoon in his hand.

"Oh, just give it to me. I can do it myself."

He inexplicably held the spoon tighter.

Jingzhi carefully grasped the handle of the spoon and gently tugged, "Doctor Lin?"

Lin Zheng: They've known each other for so long, but she's never called him by his name...except for that time when she used his full name to scare him on the truck...

He suddenly relaxed his strength, and when she got the spoon, Lin Zheng directly grabbed her wrist holding the spoon.

Jingzhi was shocked and stared down at the blue veins on the back of his hand that were bulging from the force for a few seconds. Her mind was in a mess.

"Doctor Lin, you..."

As soon as she screamed, he grabbed her hand and turned her palm over.

Is it...

Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat for unknown reason.

Could it be that he was going to treat her head now?

Before she could feel secretly happy for two seconds, she saw Lin Zheng lowering his eyes and stuffing the bowl into her hands, "Eat it yourself."

"…ah…?"

Jingzhi slightly opened her rosy lips, and stared at his increasingly dark face with innocent eyes. While she was confused, a hint of not-so-obvious disappointment suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Doctor Lin—"

Just as I said two words, he blocked my mouth with a piece of vegetable.

"Don't you want to eat some food? Eat more, and don't be polite to me."

She always felt that he squeezed out the last sentence with gritted teeth.

Jing's movements paused.

He glanced at her with his big eyes, Jingzhi laughed dryly, and quickly moved his cheeks to chew.

"It's quite delicious and crispy," she said.

Lin Zheng's expression didn't change much, except that the corners of his mouth that were pointing downwards were slightly raised.

He hummed softly and raised his chin towards the bowl in her hand. "Keep eating. I'll check your wound later."

"……Oh."

With the addition of vegetables, the bland glutinous rice porridge seems to become delicious.

Jingzhi, who had never been a big fan of vegetables, didn't know whether it was because she had lost interest in food for a long time or because Lin Zheng's cooking skills were really good, but she actually ate up the entire plate of vegetables.

Lin Zheng's complexion improved visibly.

……

Lin Zheng brought out the pile of dishes and just as he opened the door, a man and a woman who were hunched over almost fell into his arms.

Lin Zheng raised the tray and lowered his eyes. "If you have nothing to do, just go to the front and help me watch the store."

Ah Zhi pulled Xia Youren back two steps and chuckled twice, "I'm going to check on the store!"

Before she could even leave, a tray was thrust into her hands.

Lin Zheng: "Help me take the things to the kitchen."

He pointed at Xia Youren again and said, "I asked him to watch the store."

Xia Youren froze in place, unable to react for a moment.

Until Ah Zhi couldn't hide her joy anymore and gently hit his lower back twice, "Why don't you go now!"

Xia Youren seemed to understand something and bit his lips hard, feeling a little conflicted and happy.

"Uncle, I..."

Lin Zheng didn't wait for him to ask anything. He stepped to the right, opened the curtain and walked outside.

Xia Youren scratched the back of his head and followed Lin Zheng closely. He had been coming here since he was a child, and Lin Zheng had always kicked him out.

Today was the first time he asked him to stay and help.

……

Seeing the reliable Lin Zheng coming out from the back, A Bing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to the patients who were waiting impatiently and chattering:

"Doctor Lin is here. Don't worry, just line up in the order you came here!"

As he spoke, he patted the medicine residue on his hands and walked over.

Just as he was about to say something, Lin Zheng raised his hand and pressed it down.

She lightly brushed away the glutinous rice water droplets on the hem of her clothes with her fingertips and walked into the examination desk calmly.

There was already an anxious old lady sitting there waiting, holding a little boy over one year old in her arms. There was a light blue fever-reducing patch on the child's head and his face was abnormally flushed.

"Doctor Lin, I don't know what happened to my grandson last night. He suddenly had a fever of 39 degrees Celsius in the middle of the night. The fever hasn't subsided. I used alcohol to wipe it, but it still hasn't gotten better. Can you help me take a look?"

Lin Zheng nodded slightly. After putting on the mask, he reached out to check the child's forehead temperature, then gently pinched his cheeks and looked inside his mouth.

After some diagnosis and treatment.

“He’s teething, and fever is common. Don’t worry, I’ll give you some ibuprofen suspension.

Be careful not to let him eat anything that is too irritating or too hard. His gums are very sensitive at this time and can become inflamed and cause a fever if he is not careful."

Seeing him say this, the old lady finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"How do you take this medicine? Should I give him some now?"

Lin Zheng thought for a moment and nodded gently, "Take the dosage according to your weight on the box."

As he spoke, he instructed Xia Youren beside him:

"Pour me a glass of warm water, not too hot."

"Oh oh oh." It was the first time that Xia Youren was ordered around by him. His hands were so nervous that they felt numb, but fortunately his movements were still quite agile.

After feeding the child his medicine, Xia Youren received a sweet "thank you" from the child.

As if hit in the heart by something, Xia Youren held the disposable cup in his hand, his expression slightly stunned.

So this is what it feels like to “rescue the dying and the wounded”?

……

"If the fever doesn't reach 38.5 degrees, he doesn't need to eat. Go back and give him more water."

Lin Zheng gave the old lady some instructions and didn't have time to pay attention to the man squatting there stupidly. He started to treat the next person.

During the consultation, Xia Youren was driven around in circles.

For some reason, Xia Youren stopped complaining about not liking this job and just went about his work silently.

Lin Zheng was a little surprised.

The two of them were busy with this round, each with their own thoughts.

Lin Zheng finally had time to stand up.

He took a knife, alcohol, some medicine and gauze, and walked to the back.

Xia Youren looked at Azhi standing next to the medicine cabinet, gritted his teeth and followed.

"Uncle, what else do you need me for? How about I help you?"

Lin Zheng turned around while holding the tray and said, "Help Ah Zhi. She can treat minor illnesses and pains. When customers come, you can help her. If you have any questions, come in and ask me."

As he said that, he pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of the lock being locked, Xia Youren's eyelids jumped. He walked up to Azhi and asked in a low voice:

"Does he want me to ask him?"

Ah Zhi shrugged, put on his white coat, and sat back on the examination table. "Assistant Xia is here, or are you going back to the news department?"

Xia Youren bent down, resting his hands on the examination table, and said with a smile, "It's a day off today, so of course I'm here to accompany you."

……

As the two were whispering, the sound of a car approaching was suddenly heard at the door.

Ah Zhi slapped Xia Youren's hand away and turned towards the door, "Don't move, someone is coming."

The door hinges turned, making a slight creaking sound.

Before anyone entered, the wind outside blew in a faint smell of disinfectant.

A corner of the white coat was blown up by the wind, revealing the visitor's long legs.

Under the flaxen short hair slightly ruffled by the wind was Xie Yao's anxious face.

Azhi sat up straight without realizing it, her eyes constantly moving between him and the bathroom.

She cleared her throat and said, "It's Dr. Xie. How come you have time to come?"

Xie Yao walked in, taking a look around without leaving any trace, "I'm looking for Jingzhi, where is she?"

Azhi's throat tightened and his right hand squeezed his father's ballpoint pen, making a clicking sound.

Seeing that something was not right, Xia Youren leaned against the medicine cabinet and silently moved behind the door curtain.

A tall shadow loomed over him, and Xie Yao felt a little anxious.

He stared into Azhi's eyes and knocked on the table, "Where is Jingzhi?"

"Uh...she should..."

"Lin, Doctor Lin, I think we should not do this anymore."

Jingzhi's somewhat panicked voice came from the bathroom at the back of the house.

"Sorry to bother you." Xie Yao narrowed his eyes and stopped questioning Azhi. He lifted the door curtain and walked in.

It's over now.

Ah Zhi turned to Ah Bing and said, "You hold on for a while, I'll be right back!"

As she said this, she followed quietly.

……

At this time, in the bathroom.

Jingzhi pinched her hair with both hands and kept looking at the tray beside her.

Lin Zheng held the alcohol cotton pad in one hand and gently raised his other hand to the back of her neck. "Don't ask me if I've eaten this time. I'm going to use force."

Jingzhi glanced at him sideways with a somewhat aggrieved look. Was this what she meant at the time?

"Okay, be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."

As she spoke, she shook her head again, "Forget it, you'd better be a little harder, so you don't have to do it again."

……

The two did not deliberately lower their voices to avoid suspicion.

At the door two steps away, Xia Youren swallowed hard and turned to look at Xie Yao, who was like a silent volcano next to him.

"Well... they are busy. How about... you go out and wait for a while. I'll make you some tea."

Xie Yao lowered his head slightly, a cold light flashed in his glasses, and he did not respond.

Instead, he took a step forward and put his hand on the door handle.

Xia Youren stretched out his hand, his heart in his throat.

at this time--

"Ah! Doctor Lin! It hurts! Be gentle!"

Xie Yao's right hand retracted as if it had been electrocuted.

The sudden burst of terrifying aura from his body made Xia Youren, who was standing by, swallow his saliva again and again.

How could I know that there is still trouble inside?

Lin Zheng looked at the red skin on the back of her neck, leaned over and blew on it with some heartache.

"Hee, don't do that, it's itchy, I can feel it this time."

Jingzhi, who was ticklish, kept twisting her neck.

After a few twists, he held my shoulders.

Lin Zheng: "It's good that you know it hurts. Did you remember what I just told you?"

"Remember, come on, I can handle it!" Jingzhi lowered her head slightly, exposing the entire wound on the back of her neck to him. "You said, if you move faster, I'll feel less pain."

Xia Youren began to bang his head gently against the wall.

He no longer dared to look at the expression of the person next to him. This time, even he couldn't tell whether the two people inside were applying medicine or doing something else.

After Lin Zheng wiped the small scar on the back of her neck with alcohol, he wanted to start sooner and finish earlier, so he did not give her a hint as they had just agreed.

Instead, he simply picked up the sterilized knife and gently inserted the blade into her scab!

A drop of blood flowed down her snow-white neck. Jingzhi tightly grasped the edge of the tub in front of her with both hands. The stinging pain at the back of her neck made her groan.

"Hiss~ Don't push in so suddenly, didn't we agree that you would count to one, two, three and give me some mental preparation."

Seeing the cold sweat on the back of her neck, Lin Zheng felt distressed as well. He swung the blade horizontally, slowly picking off the black scabs containing corpse poison bit by bit.

He blew on her gently while scratching her, "I'll be gentle, I'm sorry."

His method of treating glutinous rice water with snake corpse poison was indeed effective. She could clearly feel the touch of the cold blade against her skin.

The feeling of skin and flesh being separated when the scab was picked became more and more obvious, stinging every nerve in her body.

But he was still blowing.

The breeze blew directly on the subcutaneous tissue, causing the entire back of the neck to feel painful and itchy, and the bright red blood from the wound kept flowing.

Jingzhi's knuckles turned white from being pinched by her. "Ah~ Doctor Lin, don't do this. It hurts and itches. I feel so uncomfortable."

There was a "click".

She pinched a crack on the edge of the white bathtub.

Lin Zheng paused for a moment, looked sideways, and said, "Let go of my hand. I'm almost breaking it."

She pursed her lips, unable to hold back the pain, sobbing softly, "It hurts, where else can I pinch if not here?"

Lin Zheng stopped being distracted and said, "Then I'll try to be quick."

She sobbed, "Well, hurry up, and get it over with sooner rather than later."

Lin Zheng: "That's not too fast. If you do it too fast, you might accidentally pull something else and cause more blood to flow."

“Crack…Crack.”

Xia Youren glanced at the man next to him whose fists were clenched and crackling, and whose cheeks were twitching from biting, and he couldn't help but cover his face.

It's the middle of the day, and my father-in-law is doing this... isn't that a bit inappropriate?