The little sweetheart of the rough family

As soon as the wind blew, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, only a pale silvery white appeared on the edge.

"Bang bang bang..."

A hasty knock on the door broke the quiet night, and the dogs in the yard barked in the direction of the door.

He Changming got up in the dark, put on a coat, and got up to open the door. He hurried out and shouted, "Here we come, we come... If you knock on the door again, you will break it."

He is the only doctor in Longmen Town.

Anyone who can knock on his door at this point must have encountered extremely bad things. As a doctor for many years, he is used to life and death, and his temper is the most detached.He stretched out his thin hand tremblingly and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a large group of shadows rushed towards his face, wrapping his head around him.

It was a tall and strong man, his figure almost blocked his small courtyard door, the man was panting heavily, with an urgent breath all over his body, as soon as the door opened, there was a hand like iron tongs Grabbing his wrist, he dragged him out involuntarily.

"Quick, quick..."

He Changming was already old, and he couldn't match the strength of a strong man. He almost tripped over the threshold. He staggered and shouted, "I...I haven't got the medicine box yet..."

The strong man stopped in his tracks, and hurried towards his house again.

"Where is the medicine box?"

When the two passed each other, the moon hidden behind the clouds poked its head out, and through the cold moonlight, he could clearly see the face of the person who came. It turned out to be the hunter from the north, named Zhao Hou.

He remembered that this Orion had been in Longmen Town for two years. His body was very strong and he had never been sick. Besides, he was always a loner. Seeing how hard he was pulling him just now, he didn't seem sick at all. Who is it?

Could it be?

Such a thing as Jinwu Zangjiao is a romantic affair for the rich and powerful, but it is too irresponsible to be so sneaky in Longmen Town.

He Changming followed behind with his hands behind his back, and sure enough, he heard Zhao Hou rummaging around in his house like a headless chicken, and occasionally there was the sound of collisions.

"If it's an emergency, it's useless for me to go. If it's just a common illness, you won't die if you delay for a while."

In the dark, he lit the oil lamp, and slowly carried the medicine box on the cabinet on his shoulder.

Beads of sweat stood on Zhao Hou's forehead, glowing under the candlelight, he calmed down after hearing these words.

Cheng Yanping fell ill in the middle of the night.

At that time, he was sleeping soundly, when he was suddenly awakened by a burst of crying. He was a little unhappy that his dream was disturbed, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Cheng Yanping beside him, "Why are you crying again?"

But instead of waking up, the person beside him grabbed his hand.

Weeping and shouting, "Mom, I feel bad!"

mother?

Oh, he can't give birth to such a big son!

Zhao Hou asked casually, "Why are you feeling uncomfortable?" But Cheng Yanping fell into a lethargic sleep again, and some ravings came out of his mouth from time to time.

He got out of bed and lit a candle, and saw that Cheng Yanping's whole body was burning hot and sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water, and his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was suffering, and even the bright red in the daytime The full lips also lost their color.

He panicked at that time, went straight into the night, and ran to He Changming's house in one breath.

On the way back, Zhao Hou had tall legs and long steps, he stopped and turned back to wait for He Changming after walking a few steps, so he lost his patience and urged: "Doctor He, hurry up. He's in a lot of pain..."

He Changming drooped his eyelids and said "um", but his pace was still unhurried.

Zhao Hou was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, if he hadn't taken into account that He Changming would be older, he would have picked up the man and ran back early in the morning.

"Zhao Liehu, there is something I have to say. Don't think the old man is too wordy. It's not a long-term solution for you to hide someone at home. You have to give someone a name, right? Besides, they are both unmarried and unmarried. Why not get things done sooner."

He Changming was talking in a hurry.

He didn't understand the young man's thoughts, wouldn't it be more legitimate for the media to marry than the one who came secretly?Or is it that Zhao Liehu is just greedy for this kind of secret novelty?

Zhao Hou listened in a cloud, and only responded indiscriminately.

It was not far from Yuanyuan, but Zhao Hou who left was sweating all over his body. After finally arriving home, he hurriedly led He Changming to the house.

The quilt on the bed was a bit messy, and there lay a patient as pale as paper.

As the saying goes, when a doctor sees, hears and asks everything, the first thing is to look at his complexion. He Changming's face immediately became serious when he saw it. He put down the medicine box and immediately sat by the bed to check the pulse.

Zhao Hou didn't understand medical principles, and he didn't dare to ask casually so as not to disturb the doctor's pulse diagnosis. He only looked at He Changming with his eyes, trying to get some clues from his wrinkled face.

After a long time, He Changming finished his pulse diagnosis and put Cheng Yanping's hand back under the quilt.

"Doctor He, what kind of disease is he suffering from? Is it serious?"

Zhao Hou looked at Cheng Yanping who was sleeping restlessly on the bed and asked.

He Changming glanced at him and asked, "What did you eat last night?"

"A plate of stir-fried green vegetables, and a plate of stir-fried small river crabs."

Zhao Hou answered honestly.

He Changming said with a sullen face: "Crabs are cold in nature. It's okay to eat less of this kind of food, but if he eats too much of this body, it will bring back old symptoms, and I see that he has signs of cold, although he is fast. It's summer, and you shouldn't be greedy for coolness when doing things."

Cold?

Zhao Hou suddenly remembered that after dinner, he went to the well to take a bath.

Cheng Yanping went to the kitchen to wash the bowls and chopsticks, and then he tried to boil hot water, so he asked a question after hearing the movement.Cheng Yanping told him to boil some hot water for a bath.

He didn't think too much about it at the time, so he smiled and said, "It's almost summer, so why use hot water to take a bath?"

Later, Cheng Yanping seemed to take a bath with cold water.

And the stir-fried small river crab, he saw that Cheng Yanping was eating it very happily, and he didn't see any abnormalities when he ate it?

He Changming became even angrier when he saw that he stood there with the wooden stake and said nothing.

"You tricked people back with sweet words, and now you live in the same room and share the same bed, and you don't even know the physical condition of the person next to your pillow. In the past, although you have a withdrawn personality, you are a good person, but you are not bad. If you don't want to, you are a bad person." responsible."

Where is this going?

Zhao Hou was dumbfounded by what he said, and he held the candlestick and went to the bed for a long time, "Doctor He, take a closer look, this is Cheng Yanping who just came to our Longmen Town a few days ago, and lives next door to me. His house is under renovation, so he lives here with me."

He Changming squinted his eyes and saw that the man's appearance was better than snow, and now that he was sick, he became more delicate, and the tear mole at the end of his eye was particularly eye-catching.He patted his forehead and exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, look at my memory, you and Wen Zheng brought him to my clinic to bandage his wound a few days ago."

Zhang Wenzheng was the mayor's name.

Zhao Hou nodded.

"Yes, it's him."

He Changming laughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

Zhao Hou whispered: "He and I are both men..."

He Changming prescribed the medicine, and warned: "This young man is weak, so eat as little as possible of shrimps and crabs, and keep warm, so don't catch cold."

Zhao Hou responded.

"Then when will he be better?"

He Changming walked out with the medicine box on his back, "It's just that I got a little fever from the cold, and it will be fine after the fever subsides for a day or two." When he walked outside the door, he turned back as if thinking of something: "I Seeing that the clothes on his body are soaked with sweat, you boiled some hot water and wiped his body, then changed into clean clothes, and there was no doubt that new illnesses appeared."

Zhao Hou: "..."

......

Cheng Yanping woke up with a very sour smell.

After a night, his fever subsided, and he recovered somewhat, but his hands and feet were still weak, so he slowly walked out of the room while supporting the wall.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I smelled a sour smell.

I saw Zhao Hou squatting in front of a porcelain jar, holding a golden vegetable in his hand, water was still dripping from the downward facing vegetable leaf.

"Master, what is this? Can it be eaten?"

He covered his mouth and nose and asked, his voice came out from between his fingers, buzzing.

"All right?"

Zhao Hou put the potherb mustard on the cutting board, turned around and covered the altar tightly.

The man's eyes were bloodshot.

Cheng Yanping smiled at him apologetically. In the past, whenever he got sick, the whole family would make a fuss all night. If it was a serious illness, they would have to be tense for ten days and a half months.

When he woke up just now, he found that the clothes on his body had been changed, so he knew that Zhao Hou must have taken care of him last night.

At first, he felt a little uncomfortable, but then he thought that in the bamboo forest of Xiaocang Mountain, he had already treated him like that, and now it was just a change of clothes, so he was not so shy anymore.

Zhao Hou cut the potherb mustard into cubes, and chopped some seasonings.

"Go wash up. Have breakfast later."

Cheng Yanping nodded, went to the well to wash, and when he returned to the kitchen, the whole kitchen was filled with a sour and salty smell, which greatly increased people's appetite.

Breakfast is millet porridge with potherb mustard.

The millet porridge has been boiled for a long time, it is thick and smooth, and it is the most refreshing.The potherb mustard, which was sour before, is full of aroma after being fried.

There were also two hard boiled eggs.

In fact, Zhao Hou doesn't like hard-boiled eggs very much, he always finds them tasteless, but last time Cheng Yanping thought he was reluctant to eat them, so he only boiled one, and even cut half of it for him, so this time he cooked two eggs. indivual.

The peeled eggs were white and tender. He put the peeled eggs in Cheng Yanping's bowl and peeled his own again.

He still ate very fast, and finished eating in three or two strokes.

"I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Cheng Yanping let out an "oh", and seeing that Zhao Hou was about to enter the room, he said, "Master, thank you last night, I will definitely not be greedy in the future."

Zhao Hou chuckled lightly.

Not greedy?

At any rate, he is from the capital city. He looks like a greedy cat all day long, but it’s just porridge with pickled vegetables. Looking at him eating the porridge, it means that he is there. If he’s not around, I’m afraid I’ll even give him a bowl I ate it.

Wouldn't it be more difficult for him not to be greedy than to ascend to the sky?