The general is in charge of the routine again

Yang Jianxin prepared the sore medicine and gauze, lifted the quilt and sat on the bed, and supported Wen Mu to lean on him.

I started to remove the gauze, and there was a small piece of blood on the gauze. I don't know if it was because the imperial doctor's suture technique was not good or because I was old.

It's a pity that such a good Wen Mu has such a scar on his body.

Seeing the wound, Yang Jian's heart ached again, and the golden beans started to fall again, and fell on Wen Mu's shoulder, which shocked him.

Hastily asked: "General Yang, why are you crying?"

Yang Jianxin turned his face away, and said in a nasal voice: "I didn't cry! How can I, a man of nine feet, cry!"

Yang Jianxin didn't admit it, and Wen Mu didn't ask, but he felt a little sour in his heart, holding his breath, and didn't want Yang Jianxin to cry.

Men don't flick their tears lightly, a man like General Yang shouldn't cry.

Maybe he knew somewhat that Yang Jianxin cried when he saw his injury.

After changing the medicine, Yang Jianxin fed him a candied fruit, which was so sweet and greasy that he panicked.

He called Gao Xin, and Gao Xin came from the side room, the rain outside was still heavy, and even the corridor leading to the side room was drenched.

Yang Jianxin said: "You stay with Wen Mu for a while, and I will cook."

Wen Mu and Gao Xi were not used to it, so they didn't talk much, they just listened to Gao Xi telling interesting stories about Yang Jianxin in the army.

The talk was very funny, even with gestures, it successfully amused Wen Mu.

Their previous defense was that they had set a trap on one of the small paths that must be retreated outside the city of Jianmenguan.

Once a small force from Cang Yi came to investigate and was caught by Yang Jianxin, who was so frightened that the enemy ran away.

Cheng Liqiao told Yang Jianxin not to chase after him when he came back, but Yang Jianxin, who was eager for meritorious service, did not listen and chased him. As a result, the enemy did not step on the trap, but he did. Fortunately, there were no spikes underneath, causing horse dung, otherwise he would die if he fell .

"Hahaha" Gao Xin laughed loudly, "You haven't seen Yang Jianxin at that time, he was covered in horse manure, it stinks and we haven't been with him for a month, haha."

Just as he was talking about Yang Jianxin's return, he naturally heard him say bad things about himself, and stared at him from the moment he entered the door, with an expression of wanting to kill him.

Gao Saliva was so scared that he immediately shut up.

I don't know where Yang Jianxin found a small round table about one foot long, wiped it extremely clean, and put it on the bed.

Seeing that he had opened the curtain within half an hour, Wen Mu, who felt pain in his belly from laughing, knocked on his forehead angrily and said: "The wind outside is so strong that it blows straight into the house, you are a little You don’t even care about your body, do you?”

Wen Mu knew that she had made a mistake, so she obediently retreated into the tent.

Yang Jianxin folded the quilt and put it behind Wen Mu to make him feel more comfortable. He put his lunch on the small table and said, "Pigeon soup is very nourishing, drink a few more sips, and I will make pig's trotter soup for you tomorrow." .”

His pigeon soup is boiled with a taste of the Northwest, and it has a strange taste. It seems that there are too many peppercorns and star anise.

But it's still delicious.

Gao Xin took a look, the bowl was too small, he went to the kitchen and took a porcelain bowl, put rice, soup, and vegetables in a bowl, went back to Wenmu's room, sat down at the table, and started eating, eating It's very fast, a lot of rice can be stuffed into one chopstick, and the two faces are swollen.

Yang Jianxin has an image, it is impossible to expose his rude eating in front of Wen Mu, he only eats in small bites, and picks up a dish for Wen Mu from time to time.

Wen Mu was startled by Gao Xin's surprise, he stared at him with wide eyes, and finally looked at Yang Jianxin.

He really had never seen such a generous eating appearance, and his appetite increased as he watched it. He ate two bowls of rice and drank a bowl of soup.

The days when you don't have to enter the palace to serve the emperor are very beautiful.Eat and sleep every day, eat and sleep, and live a life like a pig.

Li Yinyan gave him a month's leave. These days, Wen Mu has felt the life of retirement. It's nice to have a son by his side who takes care of him tirelessly.

It was still raining outside, and it seemed that it was not going to stop.

At night, the rain was heavy again, and the window paper of the back house was wet, and the wind would break it and blow straight into the house.

Yang Jianxin hung a palm-sized lantern in the tent, he leaned against the head of the bed, Wen Mu leaned against him, and read a picture book together.

An old-fashioned lingering love story, Wen Mu read it very well, watched it intently, looked at it because it was too hot, and quietly stretched out his legs.

Yang Jianxin covered him, and after a while the other leg stretched out, Yang Jianxin covered him again, Wen Mu frowned, and stretched out his leg again.

Knowing that he did it on purpose, Yang Jianxin thought it was funny, deliberately teased him, and covered him up again.

Wen Mu didn't give up, stretched out to be covered, stretched out to be covered, back and forth a few times, got angry, stretched out both legs together, and instantly became much cooler.

The wound doesn't hurt much anymore, so I just play when I'm bored.

Yang Jianxin didn't care about him, and after a while he obediently stretched in.

"Sleep, watch out for eye pain."

Wen Mu nodded and gave him the drawing book, Yang Jianxin lifted the curtain and put the drawing book on the table.A cool wind blew in instantly.

Wen Mu couldn't help shivering, and was about to get out of bed to relieve himself.

"Put on some clothes and go." Yang Jianxin hurriedly fetched him some clothes, and Wen Mu had already got off the bed with bare feet slowly.

Yang Jianxin immediately widened his eyes, strode over to Wen Mu's side, and put on his clothes.

"No, I'm too hot." Wen Mu took it off and gave it to Yang Jianxin again.

Yang Jianxin said: "I'll see what you do when you get sick."

Yang Jianxin's mouth seemed to be open, and Wen Mu really started to have a fever in the middle of the night.

The two faces were burning red, and Yang Jianxin was not called Yang Jianxin when he felt uncomfortable. Yang Jianxin only found out that something was wrong with Wen Mu in the morning.

The rain was a little lighter than last night, so Gao Xin went out to ask for a doctor.Wen Mu has lost his foundation and has been sick frequently these years, so he already likes it.

It's just that I didn't expect that I fell ill after suffering from the cold for a while last night?

It was the same doctor who was about to suture Wen Mu last time. The doctor took a look at his pulse and said, "You have blood loss, your foundation is shallow, and you have a cold. Drink the medicine for a few days and you will be fine."

While writing the prescription by hand, the doctor said: "Give him more supplements, take a good rest, and he will get better."

Gao Sali followed the doctor to grab the medicine, Yang Jianxin walked to Wen Mu's side with a straight face, Wen Mu looked at him harmlessly, smiled at him, Yang Jianxin hit his forehead with his backhand, covered his forehead and frowned slightly.

"It's too hot, right? Hurry up and take off your clothes, don't cover yourself with the quilt, and cool off." Yang Jian was so angry that he said ironically.

It's fine if the injury and recovery are not good, and it also caused a cold and fever, which is too long!

Wen Mu didn't pay attention to him, he was even more lazy when he was sick, lying on the bed without even reading a book, he just opened his eyes and watched Yang Jianxin doing things.

I saw Yang Jianxin take out the clothes he replaced and put them in the laundry tub.

Because it was raining, it was not possible to wash in the yard, so Yang Jianxin had to carry water to wash in the house.

In that pile of clothes, only one or two belonged to Yang Jianxin, and the rest belonged to him.

He didn't take it seriously, watching Yang Jianxin wash.

When he got to wash his urinal, he blushed completely, and hurriedly said: "You don't move that, just let the servant wash it."

Yang Jianxin glanced at him: "Then why didn't you tell me when there were so many clothes just now, you told me after I finished washing them?"

Yang Jianxin was also angered by Wen Mu for not taking his body seriously.

I worked so hard to raise his body, and let him lose a cup of tea. I was about to explode, and I didn't want to lose my temper with him, so I could only say something to him.

The urine pad is close-fitting clothing, so Yang Jianxin specially changed the water when washing it, dipped his hands in the soap horns and began to rub it.

Wen Mu knew that the changing pad was because he had a severe fever last night and didn't have time to get up at night, so he got it on it.

Wetting the bed was quite embarrassing, but in the morning he secretly hid Yang Jianxin while he was doing other things, but he was found unexpectedly.

Wen Mu has a thin skin and really can't stand Yang Jianxin's provocation: "You put it down, let the servant wash it."

Yang Jianxin raised his eyebrows, and deliberately picked it up and unfolded it for Wen Mu to see.

Immediately, Wen Mu blushed to the bottom, picked up a book from the table and threw it at him with a glare, and accidentally touched the wound, causing him to frown in pain.

I was too angry to look at him.

Seeing that Wen Mu got angry, Yang Jianxin hurriedly dropped the urinal and went to see his wound: "Let me see if the wound was torn? What are you doing with so much force? It hurts you to tear the wound apart."

Yang Jianxin wanted to tear off his clothes to see the wound, but Wen Mu was awkward and refused to let him see.

Afraid of hurting Wen Mu again, he had no choice but to give up: "Okay, okay, don't watch if you don't let me see it.

At night, Wen Mu ignored him, and lay on the bed after dinner to read a picture book.

Gao Sali looked at the two of them strangely, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

At night, Yang Jianxin had to go to bed after serving Wen Mu.

Wen Mu lay outside this time, Yang Jianxin was the one who fell asleep outside before.

Yang Jianxin glanced at it, and it was fine to sleep inside.So he took off his boots and stepped inside.

Wen Mu glanced at him, ignored him, and began to lie down and sleep.

Yang Jianxin saw that the candle hadn't been blown, so he went down to blow it again, and when he went to bed in the dark, Wen Mu kicked him suddenly.

He grabbed Wen Mu's foot and rubbed his toes to make sure Wen Mu didn't hurt before going up.

Wen Mu rolled his eyes in the dark night.

In the middle of the night, the rain stopped and the wind subsided.

Tonight, Wen Mu was particularly able to move around. After a while, Yang Jianxin was kicked off when he was about to fall asleep.

In the fourth round, Yang Jianxin propped his hands on the bed and looked at him in the dark.

When another kick passed, Yang Jianxin precisely grabbed his naughty foot.

His feet were small, only half of Yang Jianxin's feet, and they were held in Yang Jianxin's hand with a slap.

Yang Jian's heart was bad, he already knew that Wen Mu was pretending to be asleep, but he didn't know why he was angry with him.

Wen Mu narrowed his eyes a little, pretending to be fidgeting and trying to get his foot out, but he couldn't get it out after a few twitches.

In the pitch-black tent, the corners of Yang Jianxin's mouth curled up, and with lightning speed, he hugged Wen Mu's feet and kissed Wen Mu's feet indiscriminately, and Wen Mu's feet were covered with saliva.

Wen Mu was startled, and kicked him in the face, Yang Jianxin snorted, and Wen Mu immediately picked up the quilt to wipe his feet.

The moment just touched his wound, and the wound started to hurt again.