love on the cloud

He fell to the ground slowly, and he turned and left without hesitation.

It wasn't until he left that I got out from under the tree roots and ran towards Xi He not far away.

"Master Xihe, Xihe!"

"Xi He, Xi He, wake up soon! Xi He!!" I cried anxiously, "Please don't die, please!"

He was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and his body was cold.I don't know where I got the strength to help him sit up.

"Doctor! Go to the doctor!"

I wanted to carry him to find a doctor, but my hand went limp, and he fell back heavily, making a shocking crash.

I was so anxious that I cried, and finally got up, but my feet were still dragging on the ground.

Being carried on my back for a few steps, the young master's breath was almost broken.

I knew that crying was useless, so I got up and walked a few more steps.

"Stay tight to Mr. Xihe, stick to Ah Rong! Immediately, the doctor will be found immediately."

I don't know how long I walked along the river, so long that I thought I was dead, and Mr. Xi He on my back was also dead.

"If we can die together."

If we can die together.

I went back to Lanyuan again.

Mr. Qianqiu was sitting on the soft couch beside the lotus pond, sliding the ripples in the water with his hands.

I stood aside with iced grapes, feeding him one from time to time.

"Arong."

"Sir?"

"You said that people live to suffer?"

"Ah?" I froze for a moment, "Young Master, are you in pain?"

The son didn't speak any more.

So I followed him to look at the lotus pond.

The clear lotus pond, the lotus that never fades.The eternal beauty.

The son exclaimed.

Master Xihe emerged from the lotus pond holding his hand.

Black hair, dark eyes, skin slipping through water marks, I thought it was an ink painting that suddenly appeared, but behind him was a pink lotus.

He said, "Qianqiu, do you miss me?"

He laughed like a child, but suddenly fell into the water, sinking deeper and deeper.

I went to grab his hand, but fell into the darkness together with him, the only light was the window above my head, Young Master.

He smiled softly, his face was covered with blood, and he said, "Farewell forever."

I woke up with a sore heart.

"you're awake."

An old man's voice came from the side.

I was so sore all over that I couldn't even sit up.

"You carried that person on your back for too long, and you lost your strength and fell into a coma. You can only get out of bed after a few days of rest."

"You saved me."

I turned my head and saw an old man with white hair sitting not far away, looking at me with a smile.

The old man shook his head: "It was you who saved yourself. The old man lived to this age, and he can still open my eyes. Naturally, I have to save him. I have never seen anyone walking behind his back in a coma. .” The old man smiled again, “This is my medicine stove, you are lucky, and I will take my disciples up the mountain to collect medicine.”

"Thank you, grandpa, may I ask who is the son on my back?"

"The old man has already given him medicine, but the injury is too serious. Whether he wakes up or not depends on his fate."

"That's it." I looked at him, my mind was dazed, and the grandfather's voice came from a distance.

"take a good rest..."

I closed my eyes, not wanting to recall the feeling of being helpless and resigned to fate.Master Qianqiu wants to kill Master Xihe?Enmity to destroy the country, Mr. Qianqiu is a descendant of Nanjun?And why did they live in Lanyuan?

I couldn't help thinking, I'm carrying Mr. Xihe behind his back, he was betrayed by his beloved, he is almost out of breath, and may leave at any time.

It seems that the world is boundless, leaving me alone.

To be by his side.

☆、Secret confession

After resting for two or three days, although I was still sore, I could barely get out of bed.

First, I went to thank the old man and handed him a piece of gold leaf, which the old man accepted with a smile on his face.

I went to see Mr. Xihe a few times, and he was lying quietly on the bed, breathing steadily, but he didn't wake up.After I can go to the ground, I will start to take care of the son.

Grandpa had a female apprentice named Zhilan, who was lively and cheerful, and teased me: "Are you taking care of the son or the lover?"

I blushed from embarrassment.He faltered and said: "This is my son, not a lover."

Lan Lan patted me on the shoulder with a smile, and was called by her senior brother to dry the medicine.

Fortunately, I am young, and I have fully recovered in a few days.After I recovered, I didn't dare to be idle, and I didn't know what to do, so I rushed to work. Apart from taking care of the son, I also cooked and washed for the grandfather and the others.Read medical books when you are free.

Until the winter jasmine blooms all over the hillside.

The son is still awake.

Zhilan asked me worriedly: "In a few days, we will have to go down the mountain with Master to practice medicine."

I looked at her blankly.

"Have you ever thought about what to do if your young master doesn't wake up?"

"He'll wake up," I said with certainty.

"Why are you so sure? Even my master can't be sure." Lan Lan said dissatisfied.

"He's definitely going to wake up."

Zhilan shook her head and sighed, "You idiot."

A few days later, my grandfather called me over.

"I'm going down the mountain tomorrow. I'll give that young master another set of needles later. If he doesn't wake up after three days, it will really depend on his luck."

"You can live in this medicine stove for as long as you want. If you don't want to live here and you have nowhere to go, you can come down the mountain to find me. My pharmacy can afford to raise another child."

I knelt down to my grandfather: "There is no repayment for the grace of rebirth."

The old man helped me up: "A doctor, benevolent, should take the heart of heaven and earth as his heart, and treat the sons of others as if they were his own sons. This is what I should do."

"Mr., a doctor with a benevolent heart, will surely live a long life."

There are many injustices and darkness in this world, but there are always some people who stick to their hearts and will not be shaken by the [-] mortals.

Admirable.

On the third day after the grandfather left, the young master still didn't wake up.

I sat by the son's bed, looked at him, and saw the night shrouded in darkness.

The strange thing is that I didn't cry, and I wasn't all that sad and hopeless.

Even if he never wakes up, I will take care of him for the rest of his life.

I reached out and took his hand, placing it on my chest.

I leaned on him and whispered to the beating heart: "No matter how humble and insignificant my liking for you is."

"But that's all the little guy Ah Rong likes."

"Now I'll tell you in secret."

"I hope you can remember Arong."

"Please remember."

"Xihe."

On the fourth morning, the young master's hand moved.

An hour later he opened his eyes.

The black eyes looked straight at me, and I clearly saw my reflection.

I said happily: "My lord, you finally woke up."

Seeing his lips moving, he said a few words: "Who are you?"

"My lord, the villain is Ah Rong." I stood aside instead of sitting on the bed.

He sat up, glanced suspiciously, and looked around.

I explained: "My lord was injured and was in a coma for a long time. It was the doctor here who saved us."

"Where is the doctor?"

"The doctor went down the mountain to practice medicine. This is a resting place for them to go up the mountain to collect medicine."

He nodded.

I had nothing to say, and silently brought the warm porridge.

"My lord, are you hungry?" I supported him on the bed, took a bowl and prepared to feed him.

"I'll do it myself." He frowned, somewhat resisting my approach.

His face was pale, and he tried his best to pretend to be cold, but there was really no deterrent effect.

"Young master just woke up." I looked at him with a little smile, but I didn't give him the bowl.

I myself wonder why I have such courage.

Seeing that he stopped talking, I handed over the spoon and he also opened his mouth, presumably he was really hungry.

He looked bad and didn't look at me.But it is alive, alive with flesh and blood and expressions.

I am very happy.Putting aside the fact that he forgot about me, he said, "Master, rest for a few more days, and when we regain our strength, we will go down the mountain together."

"Since you are my servant, why don't you call me Your Highness?"

There were two lightning strikes in my mind.

"This hall is tired, let's step back."

I walked out of the room, feeling overwhelmed.

That day by the river, Mr. Qianqiu called him Chu Zhe.

The surname Chu is the surname of the country.

The situation is getting worse.

The second day the son woke up.

"who are you?"

"Your Majesty, the villain is Arong."

"This is where?"

I had to repeat what I said yesterday, and then asked cautiously: "Young Master Qianqiu, sir...does your Highness still remember?"

"Who? I don't know."

"Also, why am I injured and wandering here? What about my father, emperor and brother? Are they injured?"

"The little guy doesn't know."

Day three.

He already knows that my name is Arong, and I am recuperating here after being injured.

But still can't remember who Mr. Qianqiu is?and why he got hurt.

What shocked me even more was that he smiled and said to me: "Arong, you are here."

On the fourth day, he fell into a coma and developed a high fever.

"cold."

I covered him with all the quilts from the medicine stove, but he was still complaining of being cold.

"My lord." I had no choice but to cool him down with a cold handkerchief. Seeing his pain, I wished I could be in pain for him for a while.

"Mother, mother."

he cried out weakly.

I can't help him with anything.

On the morning of the fifth day, his fever subsided and he woke up in good spirits.

He looked at me aggrievedly, his eyes were surprisingly bright: "Arong, I'm hungry."

But don't ask me any more questions.He behaves childishly like a five-year-old child.

Watching him talk to me with his unabashedly dazzling smile, I have to admit that he just woke up physically.

In five days, he lost all his memories and turned into Xihe who only remembered me.

The author has something to say: Ah Rong has a long way to go in pursuing her husband~

☆、Chapter 17

I never thought that one day I would use "fool" to describe Mr. Xihe.

But he did lose his memory, talent, learning, grace, demeanor, and the calmness of an adult man. It was as if time had flowed back, and he was a carefree child again.

But he remembers me.

and therefore depend on me.

For example, now, he looked at me with a bad temper, and his lips, which were red from the hot water, pouted in dissatisfaction.

I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him, and patiently persuaded: "Young Master, I'm right outside, I won't walk away even a single step."

"What if there are monsters?"

"There will be no monsters."

"No, I'll be scared if I'm alone." He stood in the tub, reached for my clothes, and looked at me pitifully with his moist black eyes.

I took a few glances and didn't dare to look again. Such an unsuspecting Mr. Xi He was almost tempting me.

But the color was so dizzy, I still held back the nosebleed and gave him a bath.

When he was in a coma, he wiped him many times, but the feeling of taking care of the sick is different from serving the living.I wiped the handkerchief over his neck and back with trembling hands, and he turned around obediently to let me wipe the front, looking at me with a smile.I almost fainted in embarrassment.

But the carefree Mr. Xi He obviously didn't notice this, he smiled: "Ah Rong, please use more force, you seem to be tickling me."

"En." I replied, lowered my head not to look at him, and concentrated on rubbing his waist.

He giggled for a while and said itchy.Seeing that I was still rubbing his waist, he thought I was joking with him, picked me up vigorously, and threw me into the bathtub.

I might as well have choked on a lot of bath water.

After finally supporting his arm to stand firm, he coughed and couldn’t utter a word of reprimand, so he stared at him with angry eyes. He looked at me innocently, smiled, and said, “Ah Rong, you are so small. , so much smaller than Xihe."

Yes, yes, you are such a big one, can't you take a bath obediently by yourself?

I was drenched and just wanted to crawl out and change.

But he didn't let me go: "Ah Rong bathed Xihe, and Xihe also bathed Ah Rong." Then he came to take off my clothes.

Although his brain has become stupid, his strength has not diminished at all, and I have no room to resist.After he finished mine, he even started playing with mine. . .

"Cong Chong is so small." He also laughed.

I was blushing all over, I just felt that this person is so hateful, I don't have any charm at all, so I can only beat him severely.I don't know where the courage came from, so I squeezed his waist hard.

He yelled, and tears came out.

"Itches."

I was helpless, indeed, beating him was the same as tickling.So I stopped.

"Master, if you keep doing this, Ah Rong will get angry." I looked at him seriously, now he is only a child, if he doesn't speak well, he will take you as a joke.

"I'm sorry, Ah Rong, Xihe was joking with you." He also saw that he had offended me, and looked at me aggrieved.

I know he didn't mean any harm, just for fun.But children are like this, if they are not taught, they will be lawless.

Maybe I should bully him now, and I won't have this chance when he wakes up.But I changed my mind and thought, when he wakes up and realizes that he has done such a shameful thing in front of me, and I still bully him, will he kill me.

Mr. Xihe's cold arrogance in normal times is too likely to kill me.

I sighed and said, "Hurry up and wash, the water is going to be cold."

By the time I cleaned him up and put him on the bed, I was already so tired that I just wanted to go back and have a good sleep.

"Young master, rest well."

But he grabbed me: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to sleep."

He pulled me hard onto the bed and hugged me.

"You sleep here."

I was held in his arms like a doll, my face was buried in my chest, and I couldn't breathe at all.

dying!

I struggled hard, but he thought I was rejecting him, and hugged me tighter and tighter, I could almost hear the sound of bones cracking.

Am I going to die in his arms?It's a very sweet way to die.

ah. . .Granny Meng waved at me again with the soup.

I was shaken awake again.

"Arong, Arong."

The foolish Mr. Xihe called me vigorously.

I opened my eyes, tired physically and mentally.

When he saw that I was awake, he began to cry.

I looked at him like I saw a ghost.

It was the first time I saw him cry.The first thought is. . .He will silence me when he wakes up.

He didn't make a sound, just kept crying.It looked very pitiful, and my heart immediately softened.

"It's okay." I reassured him weakly.

He wiped away his tears and carefully picked me up, but he didn't know how to make me feel better.

I leaned on his shoulder and took his hand. "I am okay."

He didn't speak, just tears dripping down my neck, it was hot.He changed from the aloof and mysterious Mr. Xihe to the present appearance, holding me and crying like a treasure, as if I was the most important thing in his world.

"I'm not going to die, don't cry."

Don't shed tears for me, it's too heavy for Ah Rong.

"Mr. Xi He...Xi He." I leaned into his ear, "I am too weak to die easily, but you are very strong, so in order for Ah Rong to take care of you..."

He tilted his head slightly, as if feeling itchy, and turned his ears away.

I saw those black eyes, my tense nerves relaxed again, and my heart beat fast.I broke free from Mr. Xihe's arms.Tell him seriously, I die easily, don't hug me so hard.

He is the mind of a child, and does not know strength.It's fine if you pinch me black and blue, the bear hug just now is too dangerous.

He is smart, he knew that he was sick after listening to my words, he was very strong and could easily hurt me.He said aggrievedly: "Then Xihe won't be able to hold Ah Rong in the future?"

I nodded.

"The young master is sick. The young master just doesn't remember. Ah Rong is not worthy of being kissed by the young master." I spoke in a confusing way, and I don't know if he understood it.

Seeing that he really seemed to understand, I sighed, got up from the bed, and pushed him onto the bed.

"Young master, go to sleep, tomorrow we will go down the mountain to see the doctor."

"If you need anything, just call Ah Rong, I'm right next door."

I comforted him softly, but he refused to let go of the hand that grabbed the corner of my clothes.In the end, I had no choice but to give up and half lie on the bed: "I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

Unfortunately, I was so tired that I fell asleep with my eyes closed.

When I woke up in the morning and opened my eyes, I saw Mr. Xihe's sleeping face up close. His heart was beating so loudly that I was afraid of waking him up.

I was held in his arms, almost lying on top of him.

Omg.

I quickly got up.Young Master Xihe didn't wake up, hugged the quilt and rubbed against him, with a childlike and innocent smile on his face.

I just felt that the sun was warm and my heart was warm, so I couldn't bear to wake him up.

It was still early, and I went out of the room to prepare things for going down the mountain.

When I was ready to call Mr. Xihe, he was sitting on the bed blankly, his eyes lit up when he saw me.

"Arong!"

How good a person's smile can be.

Although Mr. Qianqiu smiles all year round, it is the kind of smile that is covered with a layer of mist. The beauty is beautiful, but it is ethereal. He is not really happy. He can only be seen from a distance and dare not approach .

Only when Mr. Xihe is facing Mr. Qianqiu, can he have a warm curve, while I can only see the upturned curve of the corner of his mouth, which is just right, no more, no less, so gentle that I am fascinated.

I smiled and said to him: "My lord is up, get dressed and let's go."

It's hard for me to describe the feeling.It's like, it's like, I climbed up the tallest tree in the backyard of Lanyuan and saw the place beyond Lanyuan.Although there is only one corner, it is enough for me to cheer and scream.

The true and warm side of his soul was discovered by the little man A Rong on such an ordinary morning in an unknown medicine furnace, and was so quietly kept in his heart for a lifetime.

☆、Chapter 18

We stayed in this thatched cottage all spring.

I locked the door of the medicine stove, looked at this ordinary thatched hut, and knew that I would never come back again, and I felt a little sad in my heart.

"Arong, what's wrong with you, you're not happy." Mr. Xihe came over and held my hand, his eyes caught my eyes.

"No, no." I lowered my head and looked at the young master's black boots. His clothes were soaked in blood and could no longer be washed cleanly. Only these shoes survived the disaster. They were inlaid with delicate patterns of auspicious clouds. Wearing shoes, I thought about going down the mountain to change a pair of shoes, and asked absent-mindedly, "Do you like this place, my lord?"

Xi He shook his head immediately: "I like big houses. From now on, I will take Ah Rong to live in big houses."

I'm not disappointed, and rightfully so.Even if he becomes a child, he is still a child who lives in the most luxurious house and grows up with the most expensive things.

I took the luggage of the two of them, led Mr. Xihe, and left without looking back.

After walking a few steps, Xi and Young Master said, "This." He pointed to the luggage, "I'll get it."

Then it was taken directly from my hand without any explanation. . .

"Young master, let me come."

He ignored me, just glanced at me, expressing his refusal.That cold look seemed to have no childlike appearance at all.

I was so distracted by this look that I didn't say anything if I was asked to take it myself.

Xi and Young Master and I walked in silence for a long time.

Mr. Xihe suddenly said, "But if Ah Rong likes this place, we will come back and live here."

I looked up at him, although I knew what he was saying was childish, but I couldn't help being happy: "Really?"

Young Master Xihe nodded solemnly.

He was wearing ordinary farm clothes, and he didn't wear a hair crown. I tied his black hair behind his head with a blue cloth strip, looking innocent and kind.

"You said that when you were sick," I said to him. "It doesn't count, but I'm glad."

Mr. Xihe held my hand anxiously: "Even if my illness is cured, this is still true."

"why?"

"what?"

"Why do you only remember me? Still treat me so well?"

Even if he returned to the age of ten years old, we have never met each other.

He shook his head, also looking puzzled: "I don't know, but I just remember you." He pointed to his head.

Forget it, the two stupid heads can't figure out why, so let's go down the mountain and ask the doctor.

The journey was peaceful, it turned out that Yaolu was not too far from the small town at the foot of the mountain, Xi and Young Master and I hurried to find the old man's clinic before dark.

It was an apprentice of the old man who opened the door. He met us on the mountain and kindly welcomed us in.

"Master took my brother to the next village to practice medicine." He took us to a wing room, "Sorry, the medical clinic is not big, you two will live here first, and I will clean up tomorrow between."

"Too much trouble, Doctor Zhang." I remember that he was the old man's third disciple, surnamed Zhang, who was three years older than me.

He smiled: "What kind of doctor am I? If you don't see me, just call me Brother Zhang."

This person has a handsome appearance, and he treats people with a sense of spring breeze and rain, which can easily make people feel good.I am not a person who is familiar with people, but I feel very close to him.

"Although I am not good at medicine, but now the master and brother are not in the clinic, if you don't mind, I will take the pulse for you first."

Mr. Xihe hasn't said a word since he arrived at the hospital, and his expression is also indifferent. If he grabbed my arm and didn't let go, I would have thought he was awake again.

"Then thank you, Brother Zhang." I don't know much about medical skills, but the young master's illness should not be delayed, and he should be treated as soon as possible.

So I turned my head and said to the young master: "Young master, sit down and let Brother Zhang feel your pulse."

But he refused to sit down for a long time, looked at me and said, "I don't want it."

I explained patiently: "He is a doctor and can cure your illness."

"Do not."

After uttering this word, I spoke earnestly for a long time, and my mouth was about to break, and he ignored me.

Brother Zhang didn't know Xihe's character before, so he wasn't surprised. He must have regarded him as a common idiot.I want to say that Mr. Xihe is not a fool, he is a magnificent and immortal figure.But the throat seemed to be blocked by something.They didn't say anything, not even the slightest hint of contempt.It is really unreasonable for me to retort so hastily and angrily.

Brother Zhang saw that the young master really didn't want to see a doctor, so he thoughtfully said: "Well, it's getting late, and you must be tired after a day's driving, so go to bed earlier today, and I'll come tomorrow." He took out a paper bag from his sleeve, "Here are some medicinal candies, to soothe the nerves."

Mr. Xihe took it unceremoniously.

"I live in the room next door, you can call me if you need anything." Brother Zhang smiled, not minding Mr. Xihe's impoliteness at all, and continued understandingly.

I thanked him and sent Brother Zhang away.

Young Master Xihe had already picked up a medicine candy and started eating it.

There was a fire in my heart, and I was very sad when I saw the carefree and innocent appearance of Mr. Xihe.

"You were treated as an idiot, so you just..." Aren't you sad or angry?But I also thought that Brother Zhang was next door, and I was afraid that he might hear me, so I didn't continue talking.

Mr. Xihe saw that I had a bad face, so he handed me a candy.

I shook my head and said helplessly, "Eat it yourself."

But he didn't allow me to refuse, and put the candy in his hand into my mouth.

The medicinal candy is very sweet. I don't know what it is made of. Not only does it have no medicinal taste, but a scent of flowers fills my mouth.Half of the inexplicable anger in my heart dissipated immediately.

Brother Zhang is really a good person.

Mr. Xihe's hand touched my lips, but he didn't take it away. He even pressed it and said, "Strange."

I took a step back and saw that his expression was fluctuating and I couldn't see clearly, so I knew he must have fallen ill again.

I rubbed my throbbing forehead.

"What's so strange? Young master, please rest quickly. Tomorrow, you must obediently let Brother Zhang feel the pulse."

As soon as I said this, his face changed again, and he said dissatisfiedly: "No, I don't like him."

He is so loud, Brother Zhang is still next door!

I hastily booed him and said in a low voice, "Be quiet!"

Seeing his frowning, he became more and more dissatisfied, and hurriedly coaxed: "Look, didn't Brother Zhang give you candy? He also gave us a place to live. He is a very good man."

"No, call him brother."

"?"

Seeing that I didn't understand, he frowned and looked at me angrily: "Xi He is Ah Rong's elder brother."

I:"......"

I don't know what's wrong with him, and I don't want to entangle him with this problem, I just coax him.

"I see, young master, please rest quickly, if you don't sleep, your head will hurt again."

"I'm the elder brother." But he refused to let go, and asked again: "Why do you call me Xi He?" He thought for a while and said, "You still call me Young Master."

The last time he woke up from a coma, he couldn't remember his own name, and it was I who told him his name was Xi He.But in fact, maybe Xi He is just his pseudonym in Jianghu, the first time he was sober he asked me to call him His Highness.

People in the royal family are surnamed Chu.

Too bad I don't know his real name.All I know is that people in Jianghu call him Mr. Xihe.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he held my hand and pulled me to his side.

"Why didn't Ah Rong call me..." He thought hard for a moment, his black eyes were covered with a layer of veil, he looked at me in a daze and confusion and said, "Brother Chu Zhe."

The author has something to say: Amnesia dog-blood terrier, one or two.

☆、Chapter 19

I walked on the mountain road for a day, and my whole body was sore and sleepy, but I couldn't fall asleep in bed.

But Mr. Xihe was so dizzy that he wanted to go to sleep after saying that sentence, and now he has fallen asleep while holding me.

Judging by his appearance, it seems that he is not dreaming.

I reached out to rub his frowning brow.

Getting along with the young master so close at hand, I never dared to think about it before.

It is a disaster for the young master that he has become what he is now.For me, it's more like a blessing from God.These days are like a gift from God to me.I've never been so needed.Thinking of this, my heart feels like it has been ironed by warm water.

Although I know very well that I am not the one who calls him "Brother Chu Zhe".

"You are my son, not my elder brother." I said softly, in a voice that no one could hear.

But he seemed to hear it, and hugged me even tighter dissatisfied, but he didn't wake up.

I was angry in my dream too.

I couldn't help laughing, and secretly pressed my lips between his brows.

I was so excited by such intimacy that I almost trembled physically and mentally.

I like the son so much.

No one knows.

Early the next morning, I was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Arong! Arong!" a woman called.

I recognized Zhilan's voice, hurriedly got dressed and got out of bed.

Young Master Xi He was awakened by the alarm, his face was frighteningly dark.

I went to open the door, Zhilan yelled loudly and jumped in.

"God, I can't believe it! I thought you were going to guard your young master forever! You figured it out so quickly and went down the mountain! You've come! Ever since I ate the things you made, during this time I can’t eat anything! I’ve lost weight! I’m so happy! Master and brother are gone, I’m almost suffocated here!” She chattered a lot, and I could only understand the general idea with a heavy head.

Brother Zhang stood outside the threshold, dumbfounded: "Little sister, what are you making troubles in the morning? Which girl would run into the men's room?"

"Didn't I go to my senior brother's room to wake you up every day?" Zhilan said to her senior brother nonchalantly.

Fortunately, there is sister Chunlan, who can calm down when facing a woman like Zhilan who can be regarded as shocking.

"Okay little junior sister, let's go prepare breakfast and let Ah Rong and his son wash up." Brother Zhang was also helpless with his strange little junior sister.

Zhilan was surprised: "You... your son woke up?!"

I nodded.

Zhilan was angry: "Senior brother, you didn't tell me!"

Brother Zhang smiled like the warm sun in the morning: "When I said it, you had already disappeared."

She immediately rushed into the room with all her teeth and claws. Master Xihe got dressed and saw a strange woman suddenly barging into his room, and immediately shouted, "Who are you?"

"I'm a doctor! Let me feel the pulse! My God!" Zhilan grabbed Mr. Xi He's wrist. Mr. Xi He may have never seen such a rude woman, and he didn't say anything to refuse in a daze.He only looked at me for help.

"Pulse is stable."

"Look at your mouth!"

"Are you feeling well after waking up? Are you dizzy? Are you feeling tight in your chest? Did you go to the toilet smoothly? Did you have sex?"

Seeing her asking too much, Brother Zhang walked up to her with a smile and hugged her.

Chong Xi and Young Master smiled apologetically, then threw her out of the window.

I:"......"

Brother Zhang clapped his hands: "I'm really sorry, my little junior sister met the young master... patient, I was too excited and disturbed the young master."

Mr. Xihe might not be ashamed because of the difference between men and women because of his "young age", but he was intimidated by Zhilan's bravado.

The hair is also messed up, looking pitiful and funny.

I held back a smile and walked over to tie his hair.

Brother Zhang took out a cushion and said, "It's best to get up early in the morning before getting up early."

Young Master Xihe didn't seem very willing.

I tied a blue headband for him and put his hands on the cushions.

"Young master, be good, and Ah Rong will make some delicious food for you later." My tone was a little tough, as if I would get angry if I didn't feel my pulse.

Although he looked bad, he didn't take off his hand after all.

Brother Zhang is obviously much more reliable than Zhilan, and the pulse took a long time.When the son became impatient, Brother Zhang finally took his hand away, his face was a little dignified, and I also became nervous.

"Tell me about the son's symptoms after waking up." Brother Zhang said to me.

I told you in detail how many times the son fell into a coma and woke up several times, and the last time he woke up and lost his memory.

After listening to Brother Zhang, he went to get the silver needle again.

"I need needles."

I nodded and said to the young master: "Don't be afraid, young master, this doesn't hurt."

Mr. Xihe looked very brave, and looked at me triumphantly: "Xihe is not a coward, so he is not afraid of pain." After speaking, he offered to stretch out his hand for Zhang Ge to prick.

I hesitated.Although the young master stabbed him many times when he was unconscious, but now he is awake, will it hurt?Brother Zhang is so young, how about doing well, why not wait for the grandfather to come back?

Brother Zhang saw that my complexion was not good, so he comforted me softly: "This won't hurt."

Mr. Xihe also hugged me, hugged me on his lap like a baby, and pressed my face against his chest.

"Arong, don't be afraid, just don't look at it." He patted my back and comforted me softly.

I was immediately flushed with embarrassment.What is this idiot doing in front of Brother Zhang?

I broke away from him and stood aside, and said angrily, "It's not me, what are you doing to comfort me?"

Brother Zhang smiled generously at me, he didn't care much about the intimacy between the young master and me, and said: "I have to trouble you to untie the shirt for your young master."

Of course, you have to listen to the doctor.

Mr. Xi and Young Master sat up on the bed, with their backs to Brother Zhang and me.

I have seen it many times, smooth male lines, wheat-colored skin, but there are many gray wounds on it, and the wounds from this injury that have not fully healed.

These all record the difficult and bloody life of this man.

He doesn't remember it himself, and it's not the first time I've seen these wounds.But seeing Brother Zhang's stunned expression, I feel sorry for the former Mr. Xihe again.

Behind that mighty or indifferent mask is a scarred body.

Zhang Ge put a few needles in Mr. Xihe's back, and then a few needles in his head.Seeing that his technique is skillful and the young master didn't complain of pain, I felt relieved.

But when the next needle was injected, the young master suddenly called me: "Arong."

"What's the matter, Ah Rong is here." I stood a little far away because I was worried about affecting Brother Zhang's injection, and ran over quickly when he told me.

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