Chapter 262

The sky is clear, and the silky blue is like a roll of transparent brocade, making people want to reach out and touch it to feel its softness and smoothness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThe sun is shining, warm and clear pouring into the whole sky, and it seems that there is a lazy and comfortable dance step in summer.

Yisheng took out all the quilts in the house to dry, the early summer sun is not irritable, and when the temperature is the highest at noon, the quilts can be fluffy and comfortable.

In the past, he didn't pay much attention to living as a man, but now there is an important 'guest' at home, and she is still a fairy-looking girl, although the quilt is already old old cotton, but it is still very soft in the sun.

The time in the mountain village is always so leisurely and tranquil, and the six-day scene slowly slips away in the blink of an eye. She gave the girl a blood transfusion for two days in a row, because she was afraid that the duck girl would not be able to bear it. As long as there is no worry about her life, over time, as long as she slowly recuperates according to his method, the girl's body will get better just around the corner.

Taking a medicated bath is also a step-by-step method, and today is the last day of the first treatment. Yisheng tapped the quilt with a bamboo plank, hoping that the girl would wake up tonight, thinking that the corners of her mouth would bloom, and the two rows of bright teeth glowed white in the sun.

Miao Zhi felt as if she had a long dream, and all the images in the dream were as chaotic as movie clips, both ancient and modern. She dreamed of her mother, who was dependent on her for her life, still with that soft and gentle face, she caressed her face with a somewhat rough hand, and smiled warmly, so that she couldn't hear what she was muttering with her lips together.

Suddenly, her mother's figure slowly dissipated in front of her eyes like a cloud of smoke, and then Yuan Hongxuan's white-clothed Zhuo Zhuo appeared in front of her, he only squinted at her with slender eyes, but never spoke.

In the dream, no matter how hard she shouted and how desperately she pounced, she couldn't make a sound at all, and she couldn't touch the person in front of her. She wanted to step forward and hug her mother tightly and tell her not to worry about her and live well. She wanted to say sorry to Yuan Hongxuan, she just didn't want to be a burden to him and a fetter to him.

"Huh...?" The woman who had been in a coma on the kang for several days finally woke up slowly, and another dazzling white light suddenly broke into her sight, she subconsciously blocked it with her hand, and could only vaguely see a much weaker light source coming through her fingers.

"I..., where is this...?" Her voice was hoarse, her throat seemed to be glued together, accompanied by bursts of tingling pain, was she dead?

Isn't the Netherworld supposed to be eeriely dark, why is it still as bright as day?

"Girl, are you awake?" Hu Ziniang helped the person up with a smile, and intimately handed a bowl of water to Miao Zhi, "Brother Yi'er's medical skills really don't have to be said, he said that you will wake up now, you will really wake up!" ā€

Miao Zhi took the rough porcelain bowl in a daze, and took a few sips, her eyes full of doubts.

She's not dead? Did you wear it again?

"Girl, where did you come from, how did you fall into the river, if I hadn't been washing clothes by the river and happened to see it, you would have been washed by the river and didn't know where to go..."

As she spoke, she suddenly slapped her head, "Look, I forgot to tell Brother Yi'er." After that, she jumped off the ground with a 'bang', and ran out of the door in a few steps, shouting as she walked, "Brother Yi'er, wake up, wake up, that girl is awake!" ā€

After a while, several people ran in at the door, and the first man to come was dressed in a washed white coarse cloth shirt, with clear eyes, a slender figure, and a young age, looking polite and polite. The man who came in behind was a sturdy man, and at first glance he knew that he was a simple farmer, and then there was an old man with a white beard on crutches, his face wrinkled and horizontal, but his appearance was very kind.

"Girl, you're awake!" Daddy Huzi's voice was thick and his face was happy. In the past few days, Hu Ziniang has come here every day to help take care of this girl, and even their grandfather's meals are made to make, and he went back very late at night, he has no complaints that it is fake, and it is also fake that he does not feel sorry for his mother-in-law.

Miao Zhi was stunned, and let this young man who claimed to be a doctor take his pulse, look at the bottom of his eyes, and look at the coating of his tongue.

After a while, Miao Zhi figured out the situation. It seems that he really didn't die, but he just fell into the river inexplicably, and happened to be rescued by the people of this village.

It's just that there is one thing she doesn't understand, she remembers the last time she didn't fill the porcelain bowl and her eyes were dark and she didn't know anything, it stands to reason that she lost too much blood, in this ancient time when science and technology were not developed, she should have died a long time ago, why now she only feels that she is weak and weak, her eyes are a little clear, and the rest has no obvious symptoms?

She was in a trance, and subconsciously raised her wrist to look.

Yisheng saw that the woman was so sluggish, and quickly invited the people in the house out, he closed the door, and then carefully paced to the edge of the earthen kang.

"Girl, the wound on your wrist is out of the question. You've lost a lot of blood, you're weak, and you've been soaked in the river for too long, causing the cold to get in. I have found a blood transfusion that matches you, and the disease of cold can be cured by taking three more courses of medicinal baths, so you don't have to worry, girl. ā€

The woman on the kang looked at him fixedly with a pair of clear eyes like water, only to make him suddenly feel a strange but strange feeling, and even his cheekbones unconsciously had a lovely red, Yisheng quickly turned his gaze aside, and unnaturally pulled the robe on his body.

The word "blood transfusion" was like a thunderclap that exploded at the head, and Miao Zhi, who was splitting straight away, suddenly widened her eyes, "How do you know about blood transfusion, did you also cross over?" ā€

She grabbed the man's cuffs a few times, her eyes were like torches, and the man was stunned, only to shake his head, "What crossing..., girl... You, I don't understand what you're saying. Blood transfusion.. Blood transfusion is the method that my master taught me, girl... Do you know it...? ā€

Hearing his answer, the woman's eyes changed from bright as stars just now to dull, and she let go of the hand holding the corner of his clothes, and her face was gloomy.

"Girl... Girl, what's wrong with you? Am I saying something wrong? Yisheng asked cautiously, and he suddenly realized that he didn't like to see her look so stunned.

"Nothing! I'm just curious about what you said about the 'blood transfusion' method. Miao Zhi lowered her eyes to sort out her mood with a huge gap, and then hooked the corners of her mouth again, and smiled apologetically at the person in front of her.

"If the girl wants to know, I'll tell the girl carefully when she's in good shape." The warm medicine on the small stove on the kang head was originally what Hu Ziniang was going to feed to her in a while, but since she woke up, he naturally picked it up and handed it over. (To be continued.) )