"Hemostat!" Jiang Shiyun put all her thoughts on Zhao Xueru's wound, and did not notice He Lin's abnormality, and commanded coldly.

But she couldn't wait for a response for a long time, and the hand that stretched out to wait for the hemostat was still empty, and she couldn't help but get angry.

Could it be that this guy is also fainting blood? I thought that I had chosen a Jinyi Guard commander who had killed people, and I could be different from the previous ones.

"Hey, I asked you for a hemostat, did you hear me?" Jiang Shiyun almost roared, shaking He Lin's eardrums.

"Huh? Oh! Only then did he come back to his senses, hurriedly rummaged through the copper plate and picked out the hemostats, and handed them to Jiang Shiyun.

Jiang Shiyun snorted dissatisfiedly and muttered, "If you can't do it well, you will be replaced!" ”

He Lin was frightened by her words, he just wanted to meet her today, just to have some chance to contact her. finally got a chance to "get the moon first near the water", and he was reluctant to give up.

"Don't worry, I'll do a good job, there's no one in this house who is more suitable than me." He patted Jiang Shiyun's chest cleanly and assured.

Indeed, there is indeed no one in this house who does not faint like him. Those girls can't get ahead at all.

Jiang Shiyun snorted coldly, and ordered again, "Turn around!" ”

"Huh?" He Lin didn't know why, and stared at her stupidly.

"Do you want to see the county lord's thighs?" Jiang Shiyun really couldn't look down on him for being stupid, so she simply said this.

The corners of He Lin's mouth twitched when she heard it, but fortunately, with a mask, she couldn't see it.

He Lin obediently turned away. but full of joy.

Why didn't she let herself? Could it be that she also likes herself and is jealous?

When I was thinking wildly, I heard the sound of "snort" in my ears. He heard it familiarly. It was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh, cold and cruel!

The scene of the battle with the Yuanmeng people in Yandi immediately appeared in his mind, and the arc knife of the Yuanmeng people was curved and bright, leaving scars on his body.

However, his cold long sword was inserted into the chest of the Yuan Mengren, and he was also merciless. If it weren't for his hard fighting, if he hadn't put it to death and come back to life. I'm afraid he doesn't have him today, right?

Although he is famous for killing people like hemp and is notorious, it is enough for him to protect the people he wants to protect!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh was gone. His body was still tense, as if it was a clarion call that summoned him to the battlefield on the golden iron horse, and the cells in his whole body were shouting.

"Turn back, hemostat!" Before he could come out of that cold and bloody war scene. The sound of the crisp spring water came to my ears again.

This voice is different from Zhao Xueru's Yellow Oriole out of the valley, delicate and graceful. It's empty after the rain, fresh and ethereal, revealing a cold breath, but listening to it makes people iron it like drinking a pot of flower brew.

Such a woman, such an ethereal voice, everywhere shows that she is different and unique.

He Lin sighed, I don't know who will be blessed to marry her in the future?

But when she thought that she was going to marry someone else. From then on, he and her. Even the opportunity to meet now is gone.

His heart fell to the ground, and he couldn't tell what it was like, as if one of his own hearts had flown away.

He looked at the little woman with a mask in front of him who only had a pair of smart eyes left, picked up a handful of instruments from the copper plate and handed it over, and the next moment, he felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand.

The roar of the Hedong lion came from the root of his ear, "Hey, where did your brain fly?" I want hemostats, not scissors! ”

He smiled bitterly and looked down at what was in her hand, and sure enough, the dexterous little scissors were lying there, and the stinging pain on the back of his hand was the same one she had pierced with the scissors just now.

"Hiss" took a light breath, and he was accompanied by a smiling face, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" He passed the hemostat and succeeded in stopping the little woman's lion roar.

Zhao Zhe outside the door was so anxious that he was sweating, and he didn't know what happened to his sister?

He was like an ant on a hot pot, not only to take care of the eldest princess who had passed into a coma, but also to think about his sister who was undergoing surgery in the back room.

He was envious that He Lin was picked, but unexpectedly, there were bursts of scolding from the back room, the lion's roar, the harsh scolding, how could He Lin stand it?

He was still sweating, for fear that He Lin, the cold and cold person, would not be able to bear it and end up with that little girl with a knife.

He listened to the movement in the back room all the time, and if he heard the sound of his sword drawn, he was ready to rush in and stop him regardless of it.

Just as he pricked up his ears and listened to the movement in the inner room with trepidation, he heard He Lin's voice that was different from his usual cold voice, which was indescribably gentle and soft, like a spring breeze in March, which made people intoxicated.

He was suddenly surprised and his eyes were as wide as copper bells, when did this guy He Lin become a kitten, and was reprimanded like this, but he was still careful to laugh and deliberately please?

Why does the more you listen to it, the more it looks like a "strict wife"?

The more Zhao Zhe listened, the more excited he became, and he only felt that he had discovered a big secret!

Inside the house, Jiang Shiyun and He Lin passed through the two of them, and slowly cooperated tightly. I heard the incomprehensible sounds of "hemostats" and "fish intestines" constantly coming from the house, but I could no longer hear the sound of scolding and accompanying Xiaoyi.

It was only after two hours that I heard a long exhale from the back room, and the crisp woman's voice seemed to be a little hoarse, and she commanded He Lin in a cowardly manner, "Serve the soup!" ”

I listened to He Lin rush to the door, "Ginseng soup!" ”

Zhao Zhe was stunned, his sister had just undergone surgery, and her nose and mouth should be stitched up, can this ginseng soup be drunk?

But Miss Jiang ordered, he had to go up.

So with a wave of her hand, the girl immediately brought over the ginseng soup that had been boiled and warmed on the stove a long time ago. Zhao Zhe personally handed it in from the curtain, and saw He Lin's big hands with distinct knots coming over.

He Lin approached Zhao Xueru's bedside with ginseng soup, stared at the motionless person on the bed, and asked Jiang Shiyun in embarrassment, "How do you drink like this county lord?" ”

Let him serve her to drink ginseng soup, he can't do this job. But Jiang Shiyun didn't let people in, there were only two of them in the house, he didn't do this work, did he want Jiang Shiyun to do it?

Looking at Jiang Shiyun, who was so tired that she didn't want to move, He Lin felt distressed. No matter what, she is also a dignified man, how can she let a weak woman who is already exhausted feed ginseng soup to the county lord.

Gritting his teeth, he searched around for a spoon.

Behind him, Jiang Shiyun glared at his tall back angrily, grinding her teeth viciously, "What are you stunned about?" Give me! ”

Does she want to feed?

But she lived for more than two hours in a hurry, and now her little face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. With this look, how could he be willing to let her feed it? (To be continued......)

PS: There is one more more.