surrogate wife

Wen Yumu said with a smile: "Are you in such a hurry?"

Xue Yi patted the bed and said, "It's urgent, come quickly."

Wen Yumu didn't go to the inner room, but turned to the kitchen to boil water, "It's useless to be anxious, the hot water hasn't boiled yet, how can you apply the medicine if you don't wash it first."

Xue Yi chased him out wearing slippers, and followed him like an idiot, Wen Yumu simply ordered him, "Then you come and burn it."

Xue Yi agreed, and happily went to boil the water, not knowing why he was so happy.

Wen Yumu has always liked his innocence, he is so childish and cute, leaning against the door frame, seeing Xue Yi with loose hair, sitting on a small bench in a baggy jacket, he couldn't help but smile meaning.

"If someone sees you like this, I'm afraid I'll lose all face." He deliberately teased him.

Xue Yi turned his head, Jun's face was stained with a little dust, he smiled and said to him: "Just don't let others see it, and you won't think I'm insecure."

He knew it very clearly.

The cauldron boils water very quickly. After boiling, add cold water, scrub the body first, and then soak the feet.

Wen Yumu also took off his coat, and sat on the edge of the bed in his middle coat, his long hair tied up casually with a headband.

He patted his thigh and said, "Put your leg up, and I'll take a look at your injury first."

Xue Yi lifted up his trouser legs, revealing his slender and firm calves, which were glaringly white and had no hair on them, so they looked clean and pretty.

Wen Yumu carefully looked at his ankle, and found that it was a little swollen and slightly deformed, and the skin color was darker than other places.

He pinched it lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is it here? Does it hurt?"

Xue Yi watched him carefully observe his wound, his eyes were focused and distressed, his heart was tight, and he smiled softly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Wen Yumu looked up at him, frowned and said, "Don't be brave."

Xue Yi cried out in pain.

Wen Yumu was not sure whether he was in pain or not, so he asked him, "What did the doctors say before?"

Xue Yi's expression darkened, and he said: "The doctor said that due to poor connection, it may be deformed in the future. If the deformation reaches a certain level, even if the ankle is useless, the calf may also hurt. When it is around forty, it will be about Totally broken."

Wen Yumu's heart tightened when he heard this, he opened his mouth and said dryly: "Don't be afraid, this time it will be fine."

He covered his wound with his palm, stroked it lightly, and said warmly: "I'll apply medicine to you, if you feel any discomfort, you can tell me."

Xue Yi hummed and kept looking at him.

He had a certainty in his heart that even if he couldn't be cured, even if he really couldn't leave, his wife would not abandon him, which made him feel at ease.

When I read the ancient poems, I only felt that my hometown was well-written, with a distant and elegant artistic conception. Only now did I realize that the peace of mind that I have found my home is a peace and stability that I have never had before.

The sun hadn't set yet, but it was getting dark in the room. Wen Yumu moved the lamp over, turned on the ointment under the light, and applied it on Xue Yi's wound carefully and evenly.

Since he didn't know the specific area of ​​the injury, he painted almost the entire ankle, extending up to the calf and down to the heel.

After applying the ointment, he carefully wrapped several layers of gauze to prevent the ointment from seeping out.

Xue Yi moved his feet and said with a smile: "Those who don't know think my leg is broken again."

Wen Yumu looked at it, and also laughed, unknowingly how it was wrapped up like this.

"Anyway, it's only wrapped at night. During the day, you can still do everything as usual."

Xue Yi's eyes lit up, "Don't you need to take medicine during the day?"

Wen Yumu said: "Although the abbot of Yunya Temple is not as proficient in medical theory as Master Wuguo, he is also proficient in medicine. He told me to apply medicine at night and let the wound breathe during the day. Keep applying ointment for fear of covering it up. The skin of the injured area. If the medicine is applied all the time, then the medicine will be over-effective, and it will be wasteful and useless.”

Xue Yi nodded, "It's too late, I understand."

Wen Yumu smiled, "That's the reason."

The two chatted for a while, and Xue Yi said to him with a look of surprise: "My wound seems to be hot, no, it's because the place where you took the medicine is hot, and the wound is still a little itchy."

Wen Yu murmured: "It must be that the ointment has started to take effect, so bear with it."

Xue Yijin smiled proudly, his face glowing brightly, "I can bear it."

Today, because the medicine was applied early, Xue Yi couldn't do anything else, so he simply dragged Wen Yumu to lie down on the bed early.

The two chatted for a while, maybe not for a while, the moon outside the window had quietly climbed over the willow branches.

Later, Xue Yi felt that the discomfort in the wound was getting worse and worse, so he thought about going to sleep, and when he woke up, he could survive it.He closed his eyes, calmed down, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

He thought very well, but in the middle of the night, he woke up in a cold sweat. The wound seemed to be bitten by ants, which was painful, itchy and numb.

"Hmm..." He snorted, and the cold sweat dripped down from his forehead, as if he had collapsed.

It is really torture to endure such pain.

Wen Yumu heard the movement, opened his eyes, and saw Xue Yi's brows were furrowed, his masseter muscles tensed, and his pale face was covered with cold sweat.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Xue Yi opened his eyes. Under the moonlight, his pool-like eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of silver ripples, like sparkling water.

He opened his mouth, his voice was cracked and hoarse, with a hint of nasal, and he said softly, full of grievances: "It hurts so much."

Wen Yumu thought guiltily, it might be because the spirit dew was added so much that the medicine was so effective.

He held his hand, wanting him to draw some strength from here, "It's okay, I'm here."

Xue Yi looked at him with his head sideways, his pale face was a little fragile, "I'm in pain, give me a hug, okay?"

"Okay." Wen Yumu hugged him sideways, passed his arm through his armpit, clasped the back of his head, and gently comforted him, "It's okay, I'll accompany you."

Xue Yi hugged him tightly, grabbed his shoulders with his palms, and his body trembled slightly.

Wen Yumu was also injured and bled, and he knew how painful he was.

He felt guilty and distressed, during the day he said to Xue Yi too much, some things can't be rushed, but he has already made the mistake of being anxious, which hurt him.

"It's okay, I'm here."

"I'm here, I'll accompany you."

"nothing……"

He repeated it softly over and over again, his gentle voice was like a breeze blowing, gradually taking away the pain.

It wasn't until the first light of dawn that Xue Yi gradually felt that the pain in the wound had almost subsided, at least it wouldn't make him uncomfortable and he had to use all his strength to resist.

"I'm better, thank you for being tired, stay up all night with me." He opened his mouth again, his throat seemed to have been baked by the scorching sun for months, and it was dry and cracked into inches of ground, hoarse and nasal.

He spoke very hard, but his voice was so small that he could hardly speak anymore.

Wen Yumu helped him tidy up his temple hair, and said with a smile, "There is no need to say thank you between you and me."

Xue Yi leaned weakly on the pillow, Wen Yumu got up and got out of bed, put on his robe, and said to him: "Take a break, I'll boil some hot water to take a bath, I'm sweating all over, you should Can't stand it?"

Xue Yi was lying on his side, his eyes followed him all the time, he smiled and nodded.His eyes can speak, as if to say, or you know me best.

After Wen Yumu boiled the water, he filled a bowl for him first, added some honey and a drop of spiritual dew, took it out and put it on the edge of the bed beside him.

"Drink some water first, be careful not to burn it."

Xue Yi blinked, Wen Yumu smiled, "Want me to feed you?"

Xue Yi nodded, looking very cute.

Wen Yu murmured: "I don't think you don't have the strength to drink water, so stop making trouble, I'm going to mix bath water for you."

Xue Yi showed some disappointment, and nodded aggrievedly.

Wen Yumu thought that he had the strength to act coquettishly, and drinking some water would not be a big problem, so he left ruthlessly.

There is no bathroom in the bamboo house. The structure here is very simple, which is a layout of one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. Naturally, the ancient bathroom is not as comprehensive as the modern one. A small room separated from the outside of the room.

After they moved in, they came out of a bathroom separated by a screen, and placed it in the corner of the inner room.

Wen Yumu brought hot and cold water with a bucket, and slowly mixed it to a suitable temperature.He didn't spare the spirit dew either, and put a drop in his bath water to nourish his body.

After preparing everything, he went to help Xue Yi up and help him sit in the bathtub.

"After the clothes got wet for a while, throw them into the laundry basket aside. I'll get you a new coat."

After being fumigated by the hot air, Xue Yi's complexion gradually became rosy, and after drinking the honey water of Linglu, his throat improved a lot, as if a handful of snow had been sprinkled in the dog days.

He held the edge of the bucket, reluctant to let go, but said pitifully: "I'm so uncomfortable, you don't love me too much, you know how to hide from me..."

Wen Yumu already had a way to deal with this. He stretched out his palm and covered his face lightly, "I can't see or hear what you're talking about."

Xue Yi sighed heavily.

Wen Yumu smiled and shook his head, went out to help him get a new coat, hung it on the screen, but no one went in - he still had to prepare breakfast.

Xue Yi looked at the half-covered coat that had been thrown in from the outside, and poured a ladle of water on himself sullenly.

After taking a bath, Xue Yi felt his limbs stretched out, and the original discomfort was swept away, and he felt refreshed.

He quickly climbed out of the tub, wiped his body and took a few steps outside, only to find that his left leg and ankle didn't seem to hurt as much as before when he walked.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and he walked back and forth a few steps in disbelief.

"Mu Mu, Mu Mu—" He ran out ecstatically, hugging Wen Yu Mu who was serving porridge tightly, "My legs, my legs walk better than before!"

Wen Yumu was also happy. Although he suffered, it was not in vain.

He smiled and patted him on the back, "That's great, take a rest tomorrow, let's go home and tell mother and sister-in-law the good news."

Xue Yi kept nodding, and kissed him hard on the face while he was not paying attention, and ran away before Wen Yumu could react.

Wen Yumu: "..."

Holding the bowl, he sighed.

Forget it, he's used to it.