At the same time, it was also at that time that Wutong rescued Xiaojiu who accidentally ran into the war because he didn't know the way. Wutong didn't know what happened next because he was in coma. But according to Xiaojiu's own account, the miracle doctor pinched her and almost strangled her to death. She was really close to finding her brother. But in the end, for some unknown reason, the miracle doctor let her go.

Maybe it's because, Sister Wutong, you are still alive.

night.

Wutong tossed and turned. She was afraid of both heat and cold. After lying flat on the bed for a few hours, her back was so hot that she started sweating, and she couldn't sleep at all. She was afraid that the sound of turning over would disturb the resting mother and daughter, so she simply grabbed a piece of clothing from her hand and tiptoed out.

The wind in the summer night is cooler than during the day. There is a bright moon above the head, and the earth has been stepped on firmly at the feet. There is a maple tree next to the small restaurant. It is still very young. It is not the kind of old tree that gives people a sense of farewell and makes the sky red when you sit under it in autumn. Therefore, the biggest use of this maple tree is to hold a rope as a clothes drying rack. It is precisely because of this that half of the branches of the maple tree are bent to the point where an average adult would have to lower his head to get by.

Except for the inedible ones, the ones outside that were harvested to a similar size, Wutong judged that they should be elm trees.

Elm leaves, willow buds and toon leaves are the most common foods on the dining table here.

Maybe they don't have this name in Teyvat, but they look and function the same. For example, in Wutong's mind, willow buds can play an auxiliary role in treating colds, colds, fever, coughs, pneumonia and other diseases. But the thing Qingqiu showed her was not called a willow bud, but a purpurea. Once explained, the effect is exactly the same.

Due to the war, if everyone in the village wanted to survive, in addition to the gifts of nature, they had to go outside to exchange for other necessities of life, such as various medicines that were only available in places with relatively stable development.

This place belongs to Liyue in later generations, but it is not yet. Nowadays, the entire Teyvat continent is in dire straits. Human beings are undoubtedly cannon fodder wherever they are picked up. The main purpose of Qingqiu every time he goes out is to prepare various medicines for Wutong.

To be honest, Qingqiu was quite frightened by this coma.

"Are you feeling well?" Qingqiu, who came to her side at some unknown time, asked aloud.

Wutong propped up his chin: "No. Although humans are as fragile to you as paper dipped in water, humans will not die suddenly anytime and anywhere."

"Then why don't you sleep if you don't feel uncomfortable? Human beings need sleep. Only unbearable pain can prevent humans from sleeping peacefully."

She was counting stars in the yard and not sleeping. Is it because she didn't want to?

Wutong sighed: "Pain is one of them. There are many factors in this world that can prevent people from sleeping peacefully, such as heat and mosquitoes."

"...Compared to -"

"Compared to the pain and the smell of death caused by serious illness, these are of course insignificant." Without even thinking about it, Wutong knew what an inhumane demon god was going to say to refute her: "But that's how people are. Sometimes they can't stand it. I can endure the pain of chopping flesh and bones, but I cannot endure the silent loneliness at night. Sometimes I can endure being alone, but I cannot even bear the bitterness of a wild vegetable root. Qingqiu, there are things in this world that are more painful than death."

Qingqiu laughed out loud and raised his eyebrows: "Is it more painful than death? For short and insignificant human beings, death is what you fear the most, right?"

"Well... fear of death is a common feature of every life. But I plan to discuss this topic with you tomorrow. I'm sleepy now." Wutong yawned, stood up and stretched to prepare to go back to the house.

Qingqiu also stood up and raised his hand to catch the coat that slipped from the other party's shoulders without saying anything else.

Qingqiu had maintained the spell used to isolate the sound since Wutong was tossing and turning in his sleep. Xiaojiu and his daughter were completely unaware of it and slept peacefully.

Lying on the bed, the sleepiness that had finally brewed was soon dissipated by the stuffy heat and itching on the skin.

Wutong didn't know how many times this was the first time he raised his hand to scratch the mosquito bag on his arm.

"Tsk." Qingqiu turned over, held down the other person's grasping hand and pulled him into his arms. As a demon, she was born with a low body temperature, and she exuded a yin energy that seemed to be absent. The purpose is to drive away all creatures that want to get close to her.

Wutong shivered, and goosebumps suddenly ran up his back. It was too cold for a while, and he frowned and wanted to push the person away.

It seems that being a qualified air conditioner is also very troublesome. Qingqiu is not yet proficient in this business, and the other party is very squeamish about being too cold and too hot. However, these are all controllable while awake.

He reached out and picked up the quilts piled up to the wall, wrapped them up, and packed them together. Moreover, the spell that was originally used to accurately select and deprive the enemy of life on the battlefield was also used by Qingqiu to kill mosquitoes.

The devil doesn't need too much sleep.

Now everything in the way is gone. Qingqiu closed his eyes and said to Wutong in a commanding tone: "Sleep."

Wutong's mind was confused, and the last moment flashed through his mind. When Xiaojiu and his daughter woke up tomorrow morning and looked at their sleeping positions, they wouldn't think that they had such a rebellious tendency. This guy doesn't care about anything every time, completely unaware that as a gregarious and exclusive creature, human malice and speculation can sometimes be a powerful weapon.

Well, it will be very troublesome to deal with it.

A dreamless night.

When she woke up the next day, Wutong remembered that she had to go next door today to inquire about the condition. I took stock of what I needed to bring and memorized it in a basket, while I was still making drafts in my mind. Although the two houses are not far apart, it only takes a few steps after passing the maple tree. But Wutong had a headache when he thought of his aunt's distrustful look on her face when she openly concealed her illness.

Xiaojiu didn't go to collect herbs today, but made a special trip to accompany her. Why not let Qingqiu come? Because Wutong was afraid that Qingqiu would kill him in anger.

Auntie is a very typical person who is bitten by a snake once and is afraid of well ropes for ten years. Because I once believed the words of a quack doctor and other people in the village, only I and my pregnant sister-in-law were left in the family of eight. The village here is not the one they are in now. The aunt is not a local, she fled here from outside.

A chasm can lead to wisdom, not to mention a chasm where families and people are destroyed. This resulted in the aunt never taking the initiative to talk to others except for necessary exchanges. If she got too close or inquired probingly, the other person would be like an exploding hedgehog, saying nasty things and having spikes all over her body.

At the same time, I deeply hate the profession of doctor.

There's no way around it. It's hard to establish trust, but it's easy to destroy it. During the war years, anyone who knew medicine had a high status. But some evil spirits found the business password. They often dress up like humans and then go to areas where they have no clear jurisdiction to cheat, eat and drink.

Oral ulcers can turn into cancer, stomach flu can lead to stomach perforation, and trauma can lead to direct infection and rot. The number of people who died at the hands of those liars was no less than those who died in war.

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