Qinghe stood on the side of the bed, listening to the sound of even breathing, looking at Qingdai under Lan Xin's eyes, feeling distressed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She knew her girl was tired. She shook her head helplessly and walked to the basin, twisting the warm handkerchief to wipe her girl's face and hands. and Aunt Bing worked together to take off Lan Xin's coat and shoes, so that she could sleep more comfortably.

After cleaning up, Qinghe went out with a basin and a handkerchief. When I came back, I saw Aunt Bing rubbing Lan Xin, skillful in her technique, and there were rules and regulations. Seeing Qinghe looking at herself in surprise, Aunt Bing explained succinctly: "Dredge the meridians for the girl now, and when you wake up tomorrow, you won't be uncomfortable anymore." ”

"Oh, you still have massage?!" Qinghe shouted in surprise, looking at Aunt Bing's two hands like swimming dragons, roaming on Lan Xin's body, with a burst of envy in her eyes, "I didn't expect you to have this ability, Auntie?!

Aunt Bing didn't speak, only focused on the movements on her hands. She knew her identity, and after she went ashore, she could only hide in the shadows, and it was better to have less contact with the people around the girl.

Qinghe regretted it after asking, the martial arts of the person in front of him are so high, he definitely doesn't rely on such hard work to exercise. I'm tired, and my brain can't turn anymore. I wanted to explain, but I opened my mouth a few times, but I didn't know what to say. I could only shake my head helplessly, and the chaos was over.

Aunt Bing finished rubbing Lan Xin, and then turned around and left. Qinghe habitually looked around, and when he saw that there was nothing wrong, he simply washed up, lay down on the couch, beat his sore waist a few times, and fell asleep.

In the confusion, there seemed to be a knock on the door. Qinghe sat up suddenly, this is the vigilance she has practiced every time she keeps vigil. She glared and listened carefully for a moment. "Tuk tuk" is indeed a knock on the door. The voice was not loud, but it was very urgent, and it was obvious that someone was in a hurry.

Qinghe looked at Lan Xin, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, got up and got dressed, and pulled her hair. He took out the dagger under the pillow, hid it behind him, deliberately lowered his footsteps, walked to the door and listened carefully for a while, and then asked, "Who? Is there anything wrong with knocking on the door so late?"

"It's me, it's me, Qinghe, it's me. The panicked man outside the door said. Qinghe heard Tong Dachuan's voice, gently opened the door, saw Tong Dachuan's hair was messy, rubbed his hands anxiously, and when he saw Qinghe come out, he hurriedly asked: "Qing・・・・・he Qinghe, where is the girl?" ”

"Uncle Tong, what's wrong?" Qinghe's heart tightened, and he asked with a solemn face.

"Yes, it's Xue Shan, something happened to Xue Shan. Tong Dachuan's lips trembled, and after a while, his throat smoked.

"Xue Shan, what's wrong with Xue Shan?" Qinghe's heart was shocked, he couldn't tell what it was like, and asked in a panic, "Uncle Tong, you can make it clear! What happened to Xue Shan, it's a wound, and the wound has worsened?"

"No, it's not, it's not about wounds. Tong Dachuan waved his hand in a panic and said, "Yes, it's a fever." I don't know why, all of a sudden, it burned, and the whole person was piping hot. I'm really worried that if I continue like this, I will be burned into a fool. So ・・・・・・・"

"I'll take you over and have a look. Before Tong Dachuan could finish speaking, he was dragged by Qinghe to Xue Shan's room. When Tong Dachuan said that Xue Shan had a fever just now, she turned around and held the medicine box in her hand.

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Qinghe looked at his tangled appearance and explained succinctly: "The girl is really tired this day, let's not bother her." The fever medicine and some emergency medicine are in the box, and I will use them as well. ”

"Oh!" Tong Dachuan nodded stiffly, there were too many things that happened this day, and his mind was a little wooden. Qinghe asked Aunt Bing to take care of her girl, and went to Xue Shan's room with Tong Dachuan.

Xue Shan's face was not as pale as before, but a little abnormally flushed. "Run, be careful, be careful!" Qinghe tried his forehead, felt the hot temperature, frowned and asked, "Why is it burning so badly? What about that little road? Didn't he let him take care of people here?" Qinghe's questions popped up one after another, not noticing the anxiety and panic that unconsciously revealed.

"I let Xiaoluzi go back. I'm worried that he's too young to take care of people. Tong Dachuan pursed his lips and said. I also regretted it in my heart. He was worried that Xiaoluzi would not take good care of him, so he drove people back. However, he also overestimated himself. Unconsciously, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he found that Xue Shan didn't know when he started to have a fever.

"Uncle Tong, I'm asking you!" Qinghe shouted loudly. "Uh, Qinghe, you, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, you say it again. Tong Dachuan came back to his senses when he heard Qinghe's shout.

"Let me ask you, has the doctor been here, and what did he say?" Qinghe repeated what he had just said.

"Doctor?" Tong Dachuan frowned, not knowing how to answer for a while. He found that Xue Shan had a fever, so he hurriedly knocked on the girl's door. He had only one thought in his heart at that time, the girl would definitely save Xue Shan. As for going to the doctor or something, I didn't even think about it.

Qinghe shook his head helplessly, and it was estimated that he couldn't ask a reason from his mouth. He handed him the water that had been mixed with the pills and said softly, "Feed him this water first." ”

Tong Dachuan took the bowl handed over by Qinghe, walked to Xue Shan's bed, held his head with one hand, and fed him water with the other. However, Xue Shan burned in a daze, his body was uncomfortable, and his head kept shaking, Tong Dachuan couldn't feed water to his mouth alone, so he had to ask Qinghe for help.

Qinghe walked over to help drag Xue Shan's head, Tong Dachuan freed his hand, pinched Xue Shan's chin, and flowed the medicine into his mouth little by little. Looking at the empty bowl at the bottom, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Qinghe turned around and brought a basin of water in, turned out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine box, poured the liquid in it into the basin, and said softly: "Uncle Tong, I have mixed the water, you ・・・・・・" Hearing the snoring behind him, Qinghe shook his head helplessly.

After Qinghe finished wiping, the hand holding the handkerchief was suddenly grabbed・・・・・・