Old Movies of the Republic of China II

Qinghe has never hated herself so much.

Something happened to the young master, and he couldn't do anything except pray and serve him attentively.

Of course Zhang Zheng didn't ask him to do anything, and he was always dissatisfied during the recovery period, complaining that "the little meat that was finally raised for him is gone" and so on, but Qinghe felt even more sad.

When Zhang Zheng was in danger, he didn't know anything, and was still foolishly waiting for him to come back in the mansion.If the bullet hit Zhang Zheng's left rib instead of his heart, it would be too late.

"Xiaohe Miao'er," Zhang Zheng said rather distressed, "what's wrong with you?"

Qing He shook her head, "I'll go get you some medicine, you should be fine by now."

After Zhang Zheng was out of danger, Su Qian invited a very famous doctor from Beiping.From then on, he had to drink a bowl of dark concoction every day—in the past, Zhang Zheng would never drink it, but if he refused to drink it now, Xiaohe Miaoer would just hold the medicine bowl and look at him all the time , did not speak, and ignored people who called him, so Zhang Zheng had to hold his nose and drink medicine every day.

Zhang Zheng drank the bowl of concoction in one gulp, with a look of disgust on his face: "This taste is getting more and more disgusting."

Qinghe collected the medicine bowl and put it aside, then handed Zhang Zheng a glass of honey water.

After everything was settled, Zhang Zheng was bored and leaned on the bedside to read a military book, Qinghe came in and out, not knowing what he was busy with.

Zhang Zheng couldn't stand it anymore, "Did you sleep last night? Your eye circles are dark. Come here."

Qinghe put down the things in his hands, and whispered: "I took out those blankets and let them wash them, they haven't finished yet."

"What blanket? It's serious for you to sleep first," Zhang Zheng pinched his face and said, "Don't wait for me to recover and you lie down again. I don't have that much time to serve you."

Without saying a word, Qinghe took off her shoes and lay down next to Zhang Zheng. Zhang Zheng's right hand was [-]% to [-]% healed, but the wound on his left side couldn't be moved, and it hurt when he moved.

So Qing He purposely went around to the other side of the bed.

Zhang Zheng played with his hair, "I haven't spoken for the past few days, huh? Is something on your mind?"

Qing He looked at his hands, covered her lips and yawned a little, reluctantly said: "Young Master, I'm fine."

Feeling drowsy, he lay on his side beside Zhang Zheng, and soon fell into a dark sleep.

He seemed to have slept for a long time, and when he woke up, he felt sore all over, and it was clear that it hadn't even arrived at noon before, and now the sky had already darkened.

Qing He propped herself up and sat up, and saw a tall figure standing in front of the window, with a little scarlet flickering on and off.

Qing He woke up quite a bit, threw off the quilt and got out of bed, walked behind Zhang Zheng, didn't speak, just snatched the cigarette between his fingers.

Zhang Zheng raised his eyebrows and wanted to yell at him, but when he turned around and saw him, he said with a sneering smile, "I'm awake."

Qinghe nodded, and pressed the cigarette butt into the flowerpot beside her, with a bitter and bitter look on her face.

Zhang Zheng's two fingers were a bit empty, it was inevitable to be irritable, but seeing Qing He's expression, he found it funny, and sighed: "Xiaohe Miao'er, you are just like what Xinyi said, you have really become my housekeeper."

After he finished saying this, regardless of Qinghe's reaction, he passed him and lay down on the bed, and didn't speak anymore.

Zhang Zheng's injury was actually not serious, let alone as serious as it appeared to the outside world, but Zhang Yishan was about to take the opportunity to make a clean break with the Japanese, so he had to be "seriously injured".

Qinghe pursed her lips.

Looking down, he saw his bare feet on the carpet.

Once before, when he was barefoot, Zhang Zheng picked him up immediately when he saw him, and reprimanded him not to walk around barefoot in the future.

But this time... maybe he didn't see it.