A scheming first love dressed as a school grass

Pushing Qi Yao close to the wooden shelf where the medicinal materials are dried, there are many kinds of medicinal materials, Xu Mi asked Qi Yao which ones to choose, and helped him get them.

Seeing that he was shivering from the cold, Qi Yao hugged the hot water bottle tightly with one hand and rested the other on the wooden shelf, without hesitation, he pointed at the things that Xu Mi's hands approached.

The old Chinese doctor sat in the room with a bamboo chair, a row of stoves in front of him, and a casserole on it, watching the heat of the medicine while reading a book.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head and looked up, his eyes fell on the herbs in Xu Mi's hand, he paused for a second or two, and immediately said, "Throw it into the second stove from the left."

Xu Mi did as he said, and before he could say anything after putting the lid back on, he saw the old Chinese doctor feel Qi Yao's pulse.

After taking the pulse, the old Chinese doctor squeezed and tapped on Qi Yao's leg again.

"It's almost half a year?"

The old Chinese doctor withdrew his hand, looked at Qi Yao and asked.

"Ah."

"The care is good, and there is no muscle atrophy." The old Chinese doctor said blankly, "It's a pity that the damage is too serious, and I can't cure it. Let's go back."

There are some deviations in the situation, which is also expected.In the book, the old Chinese doctor owed Uncle Qi Yao a favor and agreed to help him take a look. Later, it was because Qi Yao passed the test that he did his best to treat him.

Being able to meet old Chinese medicine practitioners is the first step to success.

"Doctor, I have heard that you have excellent medical skills, so I came to visit you specially." Xu Mi smiled and said, "Since we have passed your preliminary examination, can you please give it a try? If you have any other requests, please feel free to ask us. Try to help you. You see, my friend is still so young, you must give him a chance?"

"I let you go because I don't want you to waste time with me and delay the opportunity for treatment. I'm just an ordinary Chinese medicine doctor. I have such a little ability, but I can't compare with authoritative experts." The old Chinese medicine doctor paused, "Your friend see I am also a child of a wealthy family, I can't find any kind of doctor, let's go."

The old Chinese doctor looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.From his habit of seeing a doctor, we can tell that he is really impatient to deal with mundane affairs.

Xu Mi thought, he didn't want to help Qi Yao treat him, but he still found it troublesome, so it was unnecessary.As he said, even if he doesn't give Qi Yao treatment, Qi Yao has no shortage of doctors. Even if he can't cure him, he can live a good life with money to support him.

After thinking for a while, Xu Mi said: "Doctor, let's do this. Your rule is to choose the right medicinal materials to help see the doctor. After we pass this test, you will keep your promise to help my friend. If you find it difficult to cure, take it slowly." Come, let us stay here, you don't need to take special care of it, just take a look when you are free. We..."

The old Chinese doctor frowned when he heard the words, interrupted Xu Mi's words, and said coldly: "Why, you still rely on seeing a doctor? I will confiscate your consultation fee, and you will not be responsible for this. Just walk around." The old Chinese doctor said waved.

"Doctor, we don't live and live for free. We just help you with housework and other things. Can you just hire a housekeeper?" Xu Mi smiled calmly. Keep talking, "And it's almost Chinese New Year, and there are many chores, I can help you with them."

This time, the old Chinese doctor didn't immediately refuse. He frowned and thought for a while before saying, "If you complain about suffering or tiredness, you can leave immediately."

Hearing this, Xu Mi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled even wider.

"Of course not, Grandpa Xu, you are so kind."

The old Chinese doctor's surname was Xu, and Xu Mi consciously changed his address.

"Well, I can't guarantee that it will be cured, so don't have too much hope. There is only one vacant room, can you live together?"

The old Chinese doctor said in a deep voice, his frown relaxed.

"no problem."

Xu Mi responded with a smile.

The old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine is a self-built two-story bungalow with a simple internal structure. There are two rooms on each floor plus a living room. Except for the room where the old doctor lives, the rest are either storing medicinal materials or putting sundries.

The empty room he was talking about was relatively empty. There was an old-fashioned canopy bed in the room, which was dusty, and half of the room was full of debris.

After a brief cleaning, it was almost noon.

Rubbing his sore waist, Xu Mi finally remembered that Qi Yao was still left at the old doctor's house. Both of them had a dull temper that didn't like to talk, and they didn't know how to get along with each other.

Going downstairs quickly, I saw the two of them took a book and read it separately, quite harmonious.

Xu Mi watched for a while without disturbing, and went to the kitchen.

After he left, the old Chinese doctor raised his eyes to look at Qi Yao, then quickly retracted his gaze, changed his posture, and looked more intently.

It wasn't until Xu Mi called for dinner that they each looked up from the book, looked at each other without emotion, and went to the living room.

Xu Mi is not a talkative person, but when he met these two people who were more silent than the other, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Looking at them, they all lowered their heads to eat rice, and occasionally pick up vegetables.

"Is it still to your liking?"

Xu Mi couldn't hold back.

"Ah."

"good."

Well, Xu Mi gave up, finished eating quietly, cleaned up the dishes, and cleaned up the entire kitchen.

"Grandpa Xu, I want to clean up. Are there any things I can't touch?"

Xu Mi asked cautiously, and agreed to help with housework, so he must behave well.

The old Chinese doctor thought for a while, "Don't get the medicinal materials wet, and be careful with the bottles and jars in the cabinet."

"it is good."

Xu Mi took the order to leave.

"How many times have you read that page?"

The old Chinese doctor asked in a deep voice, with a rare helplessness on his face.

Qi Yao raised his head and looked at him indifferently: "Is it interesting to embarrass him?"

"You kid, do you know how to be polite?" The old Chinese doctor said angrily, "It's all on his own initiative."

"You didn't mention me to him?"

The old Chinese doctor asked.

"I was going to mention it."

Qi Yao said lightly, variables are always faster than plans.

"Then are you going to talk to him now?" the old Chinese doctor asked, "I'm not afraid that he will find out later, we have already talked about it?"

"So what, I have nothing to do with him in the future." Qi Yao didn't care.

He asked again, "Are you famous?"

The old Chinese doctor rolled his eyes, "The queue in the morning, are you stupid?"

"Has your fame spread abroad?"

Ignoring his emotions, Qi Yao continued to ask.

"Well, well, although I have confidence, I really can't."

The old Chinese doctor smiled.

"Heh, you lied to me again."

Hearing this, Qi Yao sneered.

"What are you lying to?"

The old Chinese doctor asked curiously.

Qi Yao didn't answer.

"But it's fine if you're here. For medical treatment, traditional Chinese medicine is all about seeing, hearing, and inquiring. Your leg is seriously injured. It wasn't your uncle who came to me, and you're right for me. I really don't want to take on this mess. Not good, bad for my reputation."

The old Chinese doctor looked at Qi Yao with disgust.

Qi Yao curled his lips, "What you can get is much more risky than this."

The old Chinese doctor smiled and said nothing.

In the evening, dragging his exhausted body, Xu Mi collapsed on the bed, his hands stretched up against the bed, his legs hanging out of the bed, his jacket moved up, revealing a small white and tender waist.Under the light, it is as white as jade.

When Qi Yao came in from the door, he happened to be able to see that alluring white.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he felt that the water he just drank had fallen into the desert, and his throat was so dry and uncomfortable.

It stood there without moving for a long time.

Xu Mi was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and noticed that someone was staring at him all the time. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Qi Yao.

He hurriedly sat up from the bed, saw his eyes half closed, thought he was sleepy, and asked him: "Going to sleep?"

Qi Yao nodded, as if nothing had happened.

The canopy bed is very narrow, about 1.5 meters, two adults lying on it, it is inevitable that there will be physical contact.

Although it was not the first time to sleep in the same bed, nor was it the first time to have physical contact, but it was a bit embarrassing if it was neither in Qi Yao's big bed nor when he was drunk or ambiguous.

Qi Yao was lying flat, breathing steadily, probably falling asleep.

Xu Mi moved her body carefully, moving outside, trying not to touch him.He didn't forget the last time he woke up drunk on his bed and was asked if he had a plan.

His body was already stuck to the edge, and if he moved again, he might fall down. Xu Mi didn't dare to move any more, and lay down neatly, trying to fall asleep at night.

The temperature at the foot of the mountain is relatively low, and it is winter, even with a thick quilt, it still feels cold.

Qi Yao slept very lightly, and felt a soft and scented thing burrowing into his arms, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold it.

After a while, I felt something was wrong, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a darker head in the darkness.

The memory coincided with that night, Qi Yao was silent for a while, his hand went down uncontrollably, stroked the depression a few times, and then circled it, it was as slender as he saw.

Still thinking...Qi Yao didn't let himself think about it, so he calmly withdrew his hand and turned his back to him.

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Mi was woken up by the alarm clock, and he needed to get up to make breakfast for the old Chinese doctor.

In winter, the dawn is slow, and when Xu Mi crawled out of bed shivering, the room was still pitch black.

Fearing that Qi Yao would be cold, Xu Mi pulled up the quilt for him, and then pushed back the quilt on his side to make sure there were no gaps, and then went to wash in peace.

It's not that he didn't get up at six o'clock in the morning, it's just that Qi Yao's home has a constant temperature system, so he won't feel so cold.

Wrapped in a down jacket, Xu Mi turned on the hot water faucet and let it sit for a while, stretched out a finger to test the temperature, it was still freezing cold to the bone.

Could it be that there is no gas?Xu Mi went out to check, and sure enough the gas tank was empty.

I had no choice but to wash my face with cold water, brush my teeth, and then go to the kitchen to boil hot water for preparation.

When it was almost seven o'clock, the old Chinese doctor opened the door and came out, and unexpectedly found that the light in the kitchen was on.

Walking in, I saw Xu Mi busy in the stove, with some pot ashes on his fair face.

Seeing him smile at him, "Grandpa Xu, the gas is out, I boiled hot water in the kettle, you can wash it later."

It seems that there is no need to ask why I use a wood-burning stove to cook.

The old Chinese doctor nodded, took the thermos and turned to leave. When he got to the door, he couldn't help but look back and sighed.

Xu Mi had never used this kind of earthen stove, and after searching for tutorials on the Internet, he barely managed to make breakfast, and it took a little more time.

After the old Chinese doctor got up and cleaned up, it took a while before he had breakfast.

"Grandpa Xu, I'm sorry for being late." Xu Mi put the porridge and side dishes on the table and smiled apologetically.

"It's okay, sit down and eat."

The old Chinese doctor said in a gentle voice.

"Eat first, I'll wake Qi Yao up."

Xu Mi shook his head and went to the second floor.

The old Chinese doctor looked at the white porridge and side dishes on the table. The white porridge was boiled thick, with the fragrance of rice, and there were various kinds of side dishes.

After a moment of silence, he moved his chopsticks.

"What's going on with your face?"

Qi Yao looked at the black ashes on Xu Mi's face and asked.

"Huh? Is there something on my face?"

Xu Mi was so busy that he didn't even have time to look in the mirror.

"Ah."

As Qi Yao said, he reached out to touch his face and wiped it off for him. He used a little force, and the spot turned red after wiping it off.

"Thank you." Xu Mi didn't feel any pain, and said with a smile, the shallow dimples seemed to be filled with honey.

Qi Yao's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Is it worth working so hard for me?"