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Jiang Huijia pushed Song Yi's wheelchair through the crowded courtyard, her heartbeat was so fast that she seemed to be able to hear it.

The wheelchair pressed lightly against the rammed hard ground, making a subtle rattling sound.

It's a little bumpy, after all, it's a wood-based thing, and the shock absorption effect is lacking.

The thresholds inside and outside the small courtyard were removed, which was to facilitate Song Yi's entry and exit. Jiang Huijia originally thought that she had done enough and was good enough, but at this time, she actually had the idea that she should actually do better.

For example, the floor should be completely replaced with a flat stone slab, and the wheels of the wheelchair can also be wrapped with several layers of cloth.

When the wheelchair is traveling, every time the wheel rolls, Song Yi's leg bone fracture should be affected. He would definitely hurt, but he never showed it.

I don't know why, Jiang Huijia suddenly felt a sour heart, and a huge melancholy suddenly hit her.

She has never been a sentimental person, she has been plagued by strange diseases in both lives combined, but she is used to fighting it silently, and at this time she is inexplicably sad.

Jiang Huijia pursed her lips slightly, and quickly pushed Song Yi into the East House.

Originally, Jiang Huijia had a plan to build a bookshelf in the East House, and she also set the size of the bookshelf with the carpenter. However, before the carpenter had to build the table on the side of the classroom, the bookshelf was delayed, and it has not yet been completed.

On the side of the screen, Jiang Huijia set up a long table, and most of them usually write and draw on it.

There are inkstones and ink strips on the long table, and there is still some ink in the inkstone pool that has not dried, but there is no need to grind it again.

Jiang Huijia spread a piece of paper on the felt, and dripped some water from the inkstone to mix the ink evenly.

Song Yi took a brush, dipped it in ink slightly, and then wrote a book title, which is a book of scripture and history.

"Lady. He asked in a low voice, "Then what is the matter with Grandma Zheng looking for you?"

At this time, Jiang Huijia saw that his hand holding the pen was trembling slightly, and realized that he was actually very nervous.

Jiang Huijia's heart was slightly sinking, and when the **** came back from the county seat, he didn't tell Song Yi what happened in Xiu Yage.

At that time, it was because he had to keep his promises, and secondly, because his intimacy with Song Yi was not enough, so he didn't have the habit of talking to him about everything. So much so that he is so passive today that he is still confused.

Of course, I don't know how to explain why I had the ability to give first aid to Zheng Qiniang at that time, which is why she concealed this matter at that time.

Song Yi is different from Wu Sanniang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he is the one who really gets along with Jiang Huijia day and night.

Jiang Huijia is a merchant girl, and she only mentioned that she wanted to buy medical books to read after she came to the Song family. And all the medical books that Jiang Huijia bought and read, Song Yi also read them.

In ancient times, doctors and Confucians were not separated, and it was very common for scholars to read medical books.

But there are so many people who have read medical books, and how many can really learn the skills of a doctor with a few medical books?

Doctor is a special profession, and most beginners need to be taught by a master and treated by example before they can really get started.

And those who can really read just a few books and learn without a teacher are probably either geniuses or demons.

Jiang Huijia can use such a reason to deal with Grandma Zheng in the past and bluff Wu Sanniang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but she knows that she will definitely not be able to deceive Song Yi.

At this moment, the crampedness and uneasiness in Jiang Huijia's heart reached a peak, far beyond when she was opposite to Grandma Zheng.

When facing Grandma Zheng, she can calmly advance and retreat, but at this time, she has a dry throat, and even feels that it is so difficult to say a word!

A few breaths passed, and the time was actually very short, but in Jiang Huijia's heart, it seemed to be infinitely stretched.

She had turned a thousand times in her heart, and finally pretended to be an understatement, and said: "That day, I went to embroider the Accord with my sister-in-law Zhou......" She briefly talked about the process of encountering Zheng Qiniang's illness.

In the end, he said helplessly: "At that time, I couldn't do it, I didn't pretend to bluff Grandma Zheng, I was afraid that she would do something drastic." I quoted the record in the "Lingshu" to win the trust of Grandma Zheng, and pressed Zheng Qi Niang's Fengfu acupoint to make her unconscious, and barely coped with it. ”

Song Yi listened silently, and he didn't realize that the brush in his hand had opened a large piece of rice paper.

Jiang Huijia carefully observed Song Yi while explaining, and she was not unapprehensive in her heart.

Probably because she knew that it was too fake, she didn't believe such an explanation at all, but she didn't know how much Song Yi could believe it?

Thinking of this, Jiang Huijia explained: "I read that there is a Fengfu acupoint on the drawings of the medical book, and I know that pressing hard will make people unconscious, so I groped to press the Fengfu acupoint as well." Originally, it was just a matter of exploration, but I was lucky to succeed at that time. ”

As she spoke, she had a scared look on her face again.

Song Yi even rested his brush on the rice paper, and the ink on the tip of the pen melted the rice paper, revealing the felt on the bottom of the head.

Jiang Huijia didn't know whether Song Yi believed it or not, but listened to Song Yi say: "The lady is really smart." ”

His voice was very soft, if he didn't listen carefully, Jiang Huijia would have thought that he would not be able to hear it.

Jiang Huijia was so nervous that her palms were sweating, but she squeezed her hands tightly, and said with a smile in her mouth: "Of course, I have talent, and I will never forget it when I look at medical books!"

Her tone made the originally slightly heavy atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Song Yi also smiled, he lifted the rice paper that had been stained with ink, and laid it again, and then he picked up the pen again, this time he wrote a series of titles in one go. They are all books related to the imperial examination in a subset of the classics and histories, just looking at these titles, Jiang Huijia knows what Song Yi is going to do.

About Song Yi already has the determination to take the road of the imperial examination again!

Is he sure that his legs will be fine?

Or is it just a precautionary effort?

Jiang Huijia took the rice paper, covered the bottom half of the blank on the top half of the word, and carefully folded it into her sleeve.

Song Yi put the pen back on the pen holder and said softly: "The lady is going, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault." He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Huijia's hands standing aside.

Jiang Huijia was shocked, her palms were still very wet!

However, Song Yi had already held her hand.

Jiang Huijia subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hands, but Song Yi didn't use much force, but she held them extremely tightly.

His fingers ran across her wet palm, as if wiping the sweat from her palm.

The warm touch between the palms of his hands made Jiang Huijia's hands tremble unconsciously.

In her past and present lives, including the time when she became a nominal husband and wife with Song Yi, she had never been held like this!