108 Ways to Heal a Loyal Dog

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After carrying a person back in the middle of the night and settling down, the gloomy sky had revealed a few rays of light, and the downpour turned into beans and millet grains, and then stopped quickly, revealing the rising red sun, sprinkled Bursts of golden dawn.

The medicinal soup was boiling on the stove, and white smoke drifted away, making Su Jingyan, who hadn't had enough sleep, drowsy.If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him was still alive and dead, and he occupied his bed again, after half a night of cleaning and bandaging the wounds, wiping the body, washing hair and feet, what he wanted to do most right now was to wrap himself in the soft bed and the warmth. among the bedding.

But now he had to wait for the medicine to boil, and he had to check the man's pulse every half an hour to ensure that there would not be a real corpse beside him unknowingly.

I don't know how many times he dozed off with his hands on his face and was shaken awake. Su Jingyan simply moved the patient who was occupying his bed to the inside, giving himself a space more than a foot wide, and sat down on the bed. head.

In this way, he can also be regarded as being physically connected with the other party.The place where it touched was icy cold, and the coolness permeated the skin along the thin fabric. Su Jingyan smoothly tucked the corner of the quilt for the man, and when he straightened up, his gaze fell on the man's face.

It is covered with a half-mask made of unknown material, cold silver, with a raised nose bridge and sunken eye sockets carved out, because it lacks the real color temperature of the human face, it is hollow and numb, and even oozes a bit of coldness meaning.On the other hand, the lower half of the face is covered with stubble, bloodless, and the slightly thick lips are dry and cracked, covered with many small cracks, not completely closed, as if calling for something, full of a strange sense of life .

Although he was a little curious about the face under the mask, Su Jingyan had always been a character who never took the initiative to cause trouble.Besides, a mask may reduce the possibility of this person drawing a sword to himself to solve hidden dangers in the first moment after waking up.

Before life is at stake, undue curiosity will only kill the cat.

At noon, when Su Jingyan took the man's pulse for the third time after pouring the decoction, his pulse had improved a little bit. Although he still couldn't take it lightly, he finally brought him back from the death line.

After confirming this, the young man who completed his doctor's mission for the first time went to the kitchen to fill his stomach. After habitually preparing ingredients for one person, he silently increased his food intake for half a person.After offering sacrifices to the Temple of the Five Viscera, he began to slowly prepare vegetarian porridge for the patient who was expected to wake up once in the evening.

In the afternoon, Su Jingyan went to Xiaota in the study to take a nap. He felt that he hadn't slept for a long time. The young man who couldn't sleep well because of the wrong time suddenly heard a knock on the door.

It wasn't strong, and there was no rhythm. At first, there was only a light tap, and after a pause, they followed one after another, with varying degrees of severity, like a sonata.

When Su Jingyan walked out of the study, he was really irritable. He got up very angry, and his place was taken over by others. When he opened the courtyard door with a sullen face and prepared to settle accounts with a slam, someone hugged his waist …

At this moment, the fire was extinguished with a puff.

Su Jingyan, who hadn't had physical contact with a sober person for more than half a month, seemed to be petrified, only his head could be slowly pointed down.

A little girl with shofar braids, about eight or nine years old, raised her head and opened her big eyes, asking in a soft voice, "Master Su, are you sick? You don't look well."

"Master Su, today I'm going to practice the copybook from last time!" A chubby boy next to him shouted loudly, and when he realized that Su Jingyan's eyes fell on him, he lowered his voice again and blushed.

"Master Su, this is the pastry that my mother asked me to bring to you. It's delicious. Come and taste it..." Another little one, who was a little bigger, pushed the head away from behind and hugged his thigh, and took the cake in his hand. The bamboo basket was stuffed into Su Jingyan's palm.

"Master Su, my father went to the town to buy me a new headband yesterday..." Someone shouted from behind.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Su Jingyan broke apart the two meat balls hugging his thighs, and looked at the dozen or so little ones who were crowded at the gate of his courtyard, ranging from twelve to thirteen years old, and as young as four or five years old, who were still held by other people's hands. He couldn't say anything for a moment. Out.

He used the sword doctor Su Jingyan to be kind and generous, so he helped the children in the surrounding villages who had no money to go to private schools to be enlightened. Get it clean.

Su Jingyan took a step back to let the courtyard door open, and when he saw the little ones rushing in with cheers, he suddenly thought that he seemed... never had the experience of getting along with such young children.

In just two days, I have to challenge my previous shortcomings one after another. Sure enough, I still have to keep improving.

While following the little ones towards the bamboo house, Su Jingyan quickly searched for past experiences to learn and sell.And after he sat behind the desk in the study for a while, the little ones who had been in a mess before had already sat obediently in the yard with a small bench. He opened his puppy eyes, full of anticipation.

Su Jingyan rubbed his temples, got up from behind the desk, took out the enlightenment textbook on this world that he taught half of last time on the bookshelf, and walked out quite righteously.

Just teaching... Well...

Two hours later... Su Jingyan decided to retract his preface.

Teaching can indeed be "just", and teaching a bunch of children who have never attended kindergarten or preschool is definitely "unexpected".

It turned out to be teaching.

There is no serious statement of discipline and the habit of observing, even if these wild children like Su Jingyan very much, it will not affect them from eating snacks, whispering, playing games, and making trouble when he is explaining from the book. Even crying.

A sentence can be interrupted ten times, each inexplicable and unthinkable question will leave you speechless, and you are pulled over and over again to be the arbiter of justice among conflicting children... Finally, Su Jingyan finally gave up on continuing the greatness of his predecessor In turn, each person threw a bamboo pole and asked them to practice calligraphy or draw circles on the ground to fend for themselves.

He moved a bench to sit in one corner, and had to keep an eye on the brats so as not to bump into each other. Although he was still troubled, at least he was relieved from the noise.

"Master Su, he's pulling my hair! He's a villain! Woohoo." He was in a daze, and a soft child's voice pulled him back from his thoughts while crying.Turning her head to look, she saw a round-faced little girl in front of her crying so her eyes were red, the neat little braids on her head were torn loose, and the beautiful red headband was also tied at the end, hanging there swaying in the wind.

The other little boy who was sued by her had several smudges on his face and dark skin. Under Su Jingyan's gaze, he could only stand there obediently, but with a pair of eyeballs rolling around under his eyelids, he looked like a mischievous kid.

Su Jingyan recognized the little girl as the one who let him look at the beauty before, and beckoned her to come to his side, took out a handkerchief and pressed her soft little face to wipe her tears, turned his head, looked stern, but his voice was still good mild:

"come here."

The boy raised his eyelids and glanced at him, with a look of indifference on his face, he took a step forward indifferently.

Su Jingyan suddenly reached up and pulled his hair heavily.

"It hurts..."

He bared his teeth and hissed loudly.A few children who were close to him approached, but they were frozen by Su Jingyan's cold eyes and did not dare to go any further.

"Don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself." Su Jingyan let go, "You can't stand it yourself, don't force it on others. Especially when you use your own advantages to bully those who are weaker than you. As a man, you Don't you feel ashamed?"

After finishing speaking, Su Jingyan turned his head, patted the stiff body of the little girl in his arms, took back the handkerchief, and lowered his head to restore the loose hair to its original shape.

It's quiet around.

Compared with the noise just a moment ago, it's like two worlds.

Su Jingyan, who lowered his head and drooped his eyes and concentrated on studying the sequence according to the creases of the hair flower, said with emotion that he thought the silence would last for a while, but unexpectedly, with the sound of heavy footsteps approaching his ears, several younger people around him The child burst into tears.

Su Jingyan tied up the headband for the child in his arms, let go of his hands, and before he turned his head, he saw a black shadow covering his head, shielding him from the slightly glare of the sun.

Su Jingyan pushed the children around him away, turned around and ordered them to play, and then stood up from the bench. He was not used to being looked down upon, so it was better to talk face to face.

But when he stood up, Su Jingyan realized that this man was still half a head taller than him, and his eyes just met the man's extremely pale lips.

It was different from the feeling of lying there half dead. Although the injury had not healed, only his own white sheet was wrapped around his body, and there were circles of bandages on his chest and back, but he stood there without saying a word and just watched silently. The person who is looking at him has an astonishing aura, which even arouses the instinct of a martial artist in this body, making him subconsciously stand up straight and cover the empty door, as if he is not facing an animal with scars and scars at the end of the road, but A ferocious beast with great energy and amazing attack power.

However, after seeing the bright red that was slowly oozing from the bandage on the man's chest, Su Jingyan smiled unconsciously, and his body relaxed, allowing him to carefully appreciate the half-naked body in front of him.

That's the benefit of a busy night, right?After all, he didn't want to see the dirty and smelly look before, but now it's washed and lined with white cloth, with firm and fleshy pectoral and abdominal muscles, honey-colored skin covered with old scars, broad shoulders and tight neck. Tight waistline and upturned buttocks, and a pair of long legs that are comparable to the proportion of eight heads. Although the ugly mask is a bit of an eyesore, it is still eye-catching.

While he was looking at the patient he moved back in the middle of the night, the other party was also looking at him.

Su Jingyan didn't need to specifically confirm, he could feel the burning gaze of this person from the strong presence of his gaze.

Is it easy to see where to cut the knife?That depends on whether you have the strength now.

"Go back to bed and lie down, you can't get off the ground yet."

Su Jingyan, who had finished reading silently in his heart, turned into the role of the attending doctor, raised his eyes to look at the other party, his tone was stern, and no rebuttal was allowed.

"……you……"

The masked man didn't seem to expect to hear such a sentence, and spit out this most common personal pronoun under a slight shock.Hearing this, Su Jingyan raised his eyebrows and waited for the next sentence, and when he was about to see what this man could do without pointing a knife at him, the tall man in front of him actually shook his body, and then fell towards Su Jingyan's direction as soon as his legs softened.

According to the angle and speed at which he landed, if he fell, he would just hit the bench.Green bamboo and red blood, red and green, really don't go together.

Su Jingyan had no choice but to take a step forward, stretched his arms around his waist, and used a standard posture with high proficiency to turn a heavy object smashing into a pit scene into an affectionate scene of two men embracing each other, and he caught it firmly. A patient with tall legs and long legs.

...the waist feels really good.

No, it seems... I touched the mermaid line.

Without changing his face, Su Jingyan sensed the position of the hand that was accidentally inserted into the crevice of the bed sheet, and took advantage of the situation to confirm that there was actually a finger-thick bulge there, which should be an old scar left before.

The author has something to say:

I haven't coded for a long time and suddenly feel that 3Q is really big.

In addition, Mr. Su seems to be complaining a little bit, I can't help but kneel