Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

“That’s right.” Zeng Wanqing also advised, “Ning’er, you should go back first. Jingyu has servants to take care of him, so nothing will happen.”

They called her over for no other reason than that it was getting late, and Qi Ning was, after all, a young woman.

Qi Ning stopped in her tracks: "Alright."

"You must have been terrified today. Drink some herbal medicine to prevent catching a cold before you go to sleep."

Qi Ning agreed to all of them before leaving.

Watching Qi Ning leave with her maid and have the doctor seen off, Zeng Wanqing sighed, "My lord, don't you think that Ning'er and Jingyu's relationship has improved a lot these days?"

Qi Congming naturally realized this as well: "This is a good thing."

He didn't think about anything else; he just felt that their sibling relationship was much better now than before, and he was quite gratified.

The next day.

Qi Ning arrived at Yinqing Pavilion early in the morning to visit Qi Jingyu.

When she arrived, Qi Jingyu was already up, sitting on the couch with a bowl of steaming medicine in front of him.

When Xiuzhu saw her enter, she bowed and said, "Second Miss, you've arrived."

Hearing the commotion, Qi Jingyu looked at Qi Ning and asked, "Why are you here so early?"

Qi Ning walked up to him, frowned slightly, and looked at him. Instead of answering, she asked, "I was about to ask you the same thing. Why did you get up so early when you were injured? Why didn't you rest a little longer?"

Qi Jingyu didn't want to not rest more, but although his injury wasn't serious, it was located on his back.

Therefore, he cannot lie flat on his back when he sleeps in bed; he can only lie on his stomach or on his side. Even when sitting on the bed, he cannot lean back. He would rather get up early and sit up because it is more comfortable.

"I……"

"Never mind. No need to say more."

As soon as Qi Ning asked the question, she immediately guessed the reason in her mind.

She said to Xiuzhu and Dongxue, who were standing to the side, "You two go out first, I'll take care of the second young master."

"Yes."

Xiuzhu and Dongxue responded and left.

As soon as they left, Qi Ning took two steps closer to Qi Jingyu and said, "Let me see."

"what?"

"Let me see your injury."

"It's not serious, no need to see a doctor."

"I'll only know how serious it is after I see it for myself."

"But……"

Qi Ning didn't even need to hear Qi Jingyu finish speaking to guess what he wanted to say, which was nothing more than the idea that men and women should not touch each other.

She interrupted him, glaring at him slightly: "No buts! If you don't let me see, I'll get angry!"

After a moment of staring at each other, Qi Jingyu ultimately gave in.

"Okay." he responded.

At this time, he was indoors, where it was warm. Qi Jingyu was not wearing many clothes, just an inner garment and an outer garment.

He reached out and untied the belt around his waist, turned his back to Qi Ning, and exposed his back.

His back was badly injured and wrapped in a white cloth, obscuring the wound; only traces of blood could be seen through the cloth.

Qi Ning glanced at it and asked him, "Shouldn't we change the dressing?"

"Yes."

Last night, the doctor applied medicine to Qi Jingyu, and he went to sleep, instructing that the medicine be changed again this morning.

Just as Xiuzhu was about to change his dressing, Qi Ning arrived.

"Then I'll change it for you," Qi Ning said immediately.

Qi Jingyu dared not refuse, knowing that it would be useless anyway, so he acquiesced.

"The medicine is there."

He pointed to the medicine on the table next to him.

Qi Ning took out the medicine, untied the white cloth covering him, and revealed the wound underneath.

His injury was caused by being hit by broken tiles or similar objects. Although it was only a superficial wound, it still looked rather frightening at first glance.

Qi Ning looked at it carefully for a long time without saying a word.

Qi Jingyu was about to ask her what was wrong when he heard her muffled voice from behind: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Qi Jingyu replied quickly.

Qi Ning didn't ask any more questions. She treated his wound, reapplied the medicine, and wrapped it with a new white cloth.

"All right."

"Thank you, Second Sister." Qi Jingyu put on his clothes, turned around, and saw that Qi Ning's eyes were slightly red.

He sighed and reached out to touch her head: "Don't blame yourself, I'm fine."

"Who blamed themselves?" Qi Ning snorted, seemingly unwilling to admit it.

She looked at the medicine on the table: "Do you need me to feed you your medicine?"

"No, I can drink it myself."

Fearing that Qi Ning would insist on feeding him, Qi Jingyu quickly picked up the medicine and drank it down in one gulp.

After putting down the bowl, he noticed that Qi Ning was smiling.

"Why are you like this? It's like you're afraid I'll feed you. I don't want to feed you anyway."

Even so, Qi Ning stayed in Yinqing Pavilion all day to keep Qi Jingyu company. Whenever he wanted tea, she would pour it for him, and she would get him whatever he needed. During lunch, she would keep serving him food.

Qi Jingyu tacitly accepted all of this, allowing Qi Ning to stay in his courtyard.

Before Qi Jingyu's back injury healed, Qi Ning would come almost every day. Sometimes she would come alone, sometimes she would come with Qi Tang, or sometimes she would come with Zeng Wanqing.

No one else in the household felt that Qi Ning's actions were inappropriate.

After all, Qi Ning and Qi Jingyu are siblings, and Qi Jingyu was injured while saving Qi Ning this time, so it's normal for Qi Ning to take extra care of him.

Besides, it's almost the end of the year, and everyone is quite busy, so they don't have time to keep an eye on the siblings all the time.

For example, Qi Congming was busy with military affairs and did not stay in the Marquis's mansion every day. He often returned home only once every ten days or half a month.

Meanwhile, the First Madam and Zeng Wanqing, the two sisters-in-law, began preparing for the New Year.

By the time the Lunar New Year arrived, Qi Jingyu's back injury had fully healed.

During the Spring Festival, Qi Congming finally returned home from the military camp.

The family sat together for a family dinner. Out of respect for the old lady, no one brought up any unpleasant things from before, and they enjoyed a lively dinner together.

After dinner, the family sat with the old lady to keep vigil for the New Year.

During the conversation, the old lady suddenly looked at her grandchildren present and sighed, "A year has passed, and the children have grown another year older."

“That’s right,” the First Madam agreed.

The old lady first looked at the eldest daughter-in-law and said, "Eldest daughter-in-law, Jinglin is nineteen years old this year. As his mother, you should start making plans for his marriage as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the First Madam paused slightly.

Qi Jinglin was indeed well past the age to get married.

However, the First Madam had always been very picky and had high standards. She felt that girls from ordinary families were not good enough to be her son's legal wife.

However, most of the girls that the First Madam could fancy looked down on Qi Jinglin's status.

After all, although Qi Jinglin was the son of the Marquis of Changping, he was not the son of Marquis Qi Congming and had no chance of inheriting the title.

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