The reborn sweet wife is so good at flirting, the abstinent Qi Ye fell into the trap

Mr. Chen walked to Ji Mingli's side and frowned: "The injury is not serious."

"He refused to go to the hospital, so I had no choice but to bring him here." Bai Xinyu stood beside Mr. Chen and talked about Ji Mingli's condition: "When I came here, I monitored his heart rate and it was still stable. Visual inspection The injuries were on his waist and left leg. He was wearing a helmet, but I didn’t dare to help him take it off rashly. There was blood on his face, but he shouldn’t be seriously injured. He talked to me before he passed out."

"Well, I got it, let's take him in." After hearing the general explanation, Mr. Chen had someone carry Ji Mingli into his house.

"Xinyu, what should I do..." Liang Qiuying's hands kept shaking, and her face turned pale from excessive worry.

"Don't worry, it will be fine as long as Grandpa Chen is here. He is very powerful." Bai Xinyu patted the back of Liang Qiuying's hand reassuringly.

"Xiaoyu, come here and help." Mr. Chen said as he put the cattail leaf fan in Liang Qiuying's hand: "Go to the pavilion and help me fan the stove. Don't let the fire go out, and don't let my The sweet potatoes are mushy.”

"Okay." Liang Qiuying took the cattail leaf fan and responded blankly before walking towards the pavilion stiffly.

"It's much better to find something for her to do than to tell her not to worry." Mr. Chen said this to Bai Xinyu and walked straight in.

Bai Xinyu nodded in agreement and immediately followed Mr. Chen into the house.

Ji Mingli's injuries were indeed serious, but fortunately they were all external injuries and did not hurt his lungs. In addition, he was wearing a helmet, which protected the brain in the cervical spine to the maximum extent. The blood on his face was also due to flesh injuries.

It was similar to Bai Xinyu's previous prediction. The wound on the waist was relatively deep and there were two bone fractures in the left leg.

Mr. Chen was familiar with the treatment of such wounds. Although Bai Xinyu was a little physically uncomfortable, he was not held back by Mr. Chen. He handed the tools when it was time to do so, disinfected when it was time to disinfect, and looked for medicine when it was time to find it.

Fortunately, Mr. Chen's current medication habits are not much different from those in his early years. Although the classification is more detailed, Bai Xinyu can still find it quickly. When the two of them work together, it seems like they have returned to the time when they were treating the injured pigs of Brother Liuzi in the small mountain village. Case.

Bai Xinyu was also scared at first, but Mr. Chen was very good at comforting her.

"What are you afraid of? If you can be rescued, I'll save him. If I can't be rescued, I'll have a feast. Your mother Qianqian makes the best pork." Old Chen's tone was casual, and Bai Xinyu also relaxed a lot, and the attack on Old Chen went very smoothly.

Mr. Chen's medical skills are very good, and he can always save the pigs in his hands.

Bai Xinyu felt that there would be no problem this time.

This time, Bai Xinyu still held the attitude of "Save if you can, if you can't, then eat." ] mentality, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

In the pavilion, Liang Qiuying fanned the clay stove in front of her with a cattail leaf fan. She didn't know when a few streaks of black charcoal ash appeared on her face.

Her eyes glanced in the direction of the house from time to time. The door of the house was tightly closed. The person who sent them here had already gone down the mountain. The whole yard was eerily quiet, except for the clay stove in front of her. Burning the charcoal, the occasional crackling sound reminded her that this was not a dream.

Time after time, Liang Qiuying's movements were mechanical and stiff, her mind went blank. The sweetness of roasted sweet potatoes mixed with the aroma of herbs penetrated her nose in the air, but she did not feel hungry.

The red skin on the surface of the sweet potato breaks open, and hot steam comes out. The golden sweet potato flesh splits into gaps one by one, and the roasted sugar sticks to it, making it crystal clear and sweet.

Now, I'm a little hungry.

With a creaking sound, the door of the house opened. Bai Xinyu walked out and closed the door quietly.

Seeing this, Liang Qiuying immediately stood up and looked at Bai Xinyu with nervous eyes: "How is he?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem. Grandpa Chen has treated all his wounds and stitched up the ones that need to be sutured. The next step is to prepare the medicine and apply it, and then change the dressing regularly and take good care of yourself. Then there should be nothing wrong." Bai Xinyu sat down. Next to Liang Qiuying, her eyes were quickly attracted to the roasted sweet potatoes on the clay oven: "This looks delicious."

"Right." Liang Qiuying's voice was trembling slightly, with a crying sound: "It looks delicious, right?"

"That's right." Bai Xinyu used the long wooden chopsticks beside him to pull the roasted sweet potatoes aside: "Let it cool here for a while. Let's... eh? Why are you crying?"

When Bai Xinyu raised her head, she realized that Liang Qiuying was holding a cattail leaf fan. Big tears streaked down her cheeks. Her whole face was red, and she looked very sad and self-blame.

“While he is obviously still in a coma, I can’t do anything to help him.

I can only bake sweet potatoes here, but I still think the sweet potatoes look delicious.

My stomach, my stomach is also hungry..."

Liang Qiuying's voice was choked with sobs: "No matter how you look at it, I am a very hopeless person... No, no one should be like me, right!

Not long ago we were drinking together in a coffee shop. Ji Mingli is not a stranger to me, and I shouldn't be like this..."

"The food on the plane was not delicious. Neither of us moved much. You only drank one cup of yogurt the whole time. It is normal to be hungry at this time. And the roasted sweet potatoes even had sugar baked out. I looked at them with clear eyes. It's delicious." Bai Xinyu put his arms around Liang Qiuying's shoulders and sat down slowly: "Humans are very strange creatures. They will blame themselves harshly for the misfortunes of others. Once they see the misfortune of others, they will feel that their own Happiness is wrong.

But, his misfortune is not because of you, and your happiness does not cause his misfortune. No matter whether you eat this roasted sweet potato or not, he is already injured. Even if you starve yourself to death today, he will not be able to jump around right away. appears in front of you.

His misfortune has no necessary connection with your happiness.

Qiu Ying, don't blame yourself so harshly. We have followed his request and sent him to Grandpa Chen instead of sending him to the hospital. We have taken a step back and said, you and I have done our best to him. You didn't It is necessary to feel that there is still something that you have not done enough. "

"But, I should have feelings for him, right? He's not a stranger. I should like him, right?" Liang Qiuying looked at Bai Xinyu with uncertainty in her eyes.

"Before you like others, you must like yourself first." Bai Xinyu said, putting on the insulating gloves aside, split the sweet potato into two, and handed one half to Liang Qiuying: "Eat the roasted sweet potato. ?"

"Eat." Liang Qiuying responded, sobbing and taking the roasted sweet potato handed to her by Bai Xinyu. The tears on her cheeks were not yet dry, and her eyes and the tip of her nose were still red: "It looks really delicious."

"Right." Bai Xinyu curled her lips.

"Yeah." Liang Qiuying nodded and took a bite: "It's so hot!"

"Mmm, so hot."