Bed thing...... I can only wait until dawn tomorrow to buy it.

But just as Ziyou was about to put the quilt on the wooden board, Xiaomi pulled the corner of Ziyou's clothes.

"What's wrong?" Azusa Yu stopped...... Look at the rice.

Xiao Mi pointed to the quilt and then to the bed...... Motioned to Ziyou to put the quilt back on the bed.

Dare to be affectionate...... Rice ...... Don't mind if Ziyou sleeps in the same bed with her?

"It's not good." Ziyou laughed dryly, but he twisted a little. "I really think of you as my own sister...... It's not a love sister. ”

I don't know if I heard the latter sentence of Ziyou, but I saw that Ziyou stood still and didn't move...... snatched the quilt from Ziyou's hand...... Then put it back on the original bed.

Not much...... In that bed...... The two quilts were laid out with small rice.

"Okay...... Well, I'm not afraid of small rice, I'm still afraid of a ball. Ziyou said to himself. Although they are two quilts, they are facing each other, and if the eyes are a little affectionate, it is really difficult to say...... Misfire.

Ziyou is not a Yanagishita Megumi ...... Maybe you can't control yourself.

After making the bed with little rice, he no longer cared about Ziyou, and went to wash up before going to bed, leaving Ziyou standing alone...... Listen to the conversation between the two little people in my head.

Kind villain: You treat her as your own sister, you must not sleep with her, go and make a bunk on the floor, and harm her...... Can you have your own conscience?

Evil Villain: Scourge? What kind of scourge is this? Xiaomi has offered to sleep with you, so we just have to passively accept it, no matter what happens...... I won't blame you! How many people use the guise of recognizing their sister...... In fact, I recognize it as a friend, compared to this...... That's all good! Why are you still stunned...... Go warm the bed!

Ziyou shook his head and shook away those messy thoughts, at some point, the more impure his mind is, the more he looks forward and backward, and he is afraid to do things.

When Ziyou came back to his senses, he didn't know how much time had passed, anyway, the little rice had been washed, and he was wearing a single coat and crawling to the quilt inside...... Got in.

Looking at the small rice...... Filled with the seductive aura of a young girl, Ziyou swallowed dryly.

Finally make up your mind...... Walked towards the bed, Lao Tzu is a man! Can't be cowardly! Ziyou shouted in his heart.

It's just that Ziyou was just about to open the quilt, and Xiaorice, who had been lying down, suddenly sat up again, with a somewhat solemn expression, and Ziyou, who was weak-hearted, squeezed out a smile. "Rice ...... Didn't you let my brother sleep here? ”

Xiao Rice still has such an expression...... But he stretched out his finger and pointed diagonally across the bed.

Following Xiaomi's fingers, Ziyou looked over, and she was referring to the other end of the bed...... All right...... The little rice is to let her sleep in the other direction.

Xiaomi is really thoughtful, and this is all thought out, so that the face is not the right face, and it is not a quilt...... The possibility of misfire...... to a minimum.

Ziyou's heart turned out to be ...... There was a slight loss, but soon it was covered with sleepiness.

Ziyou also went to wash, according to the idea of small rice...... Slept in a bed with little rice.

……

Ziyou was very sleepy, and fell asleep when she lay down...... I don't know how long I slept, but in the middle of the night, I was awakened by a series of noises.

Ziyou opened his eyes in a daze, picked up some consciousness, and in the haze, he seemed to feel that the sound was coming from the side of the little rice, and he immediately sat up and woke up completely.

Through the dim light, he vaguely saw that Xiao Rice was sleeping on the bed, and his little hand kept smashing the bed board.

The other hand pressed against his forehead, looking very painful.

Ziyou was shocked, and there was no trace of sleepiness. Immediately crawled over.

"Little rice, what's wrong with you!" Ziyou said, but Xiaomihan couldn't answer him, Ziyou stretched out his hand and touched Xiaoxiao's forehead, only to feel that his hand was damp and slightly hot.

Xiaomi's face was covered with sweat, and there was some fever, and his eyes were closed...... The little hands kept churning, and the uncomfortable appearance made Ziyou's heart almost broken.

Millet is sick......

Ziyou is not a medical student, so naturally he doesn't know what disease Xiaomirice is causing now.

But in this era, the medical conditions are backward, and a small illness may kill people, Ziyou didn't dare to be sloppy, and immediately picked up the little rice from the bed, found some clothes on the bed, and simply wrapped the little rice to prevent her from getting cold again.

He only wore a single shirt, and he didn't care so much, so he just held the small rice in this night before dawn...... Out of the house!

Where to go?

Looking for a doctor, of course! It seems that this era should be called Lang Zhong, but no matter what his name is, Ziyou only thinks about saving people now.

But here's the problem...... Ziyou doesn't know where Langzhong is, Xiaomi's illness is important, Ziyou knows the importance of time to heal the disease, and he won't blindly look for it on the street.

went straight to Zhao Yiyi's house...... It's so late, it is estimated that it is already two or three o'clock in the morning, even if Zhao Yiyi stayed up all night making clothes for Ziyou, she is already asleep now.

Zhao Yiyi's house did not have a trace of light, nor a trace of sound.

But this situation was soon broken.

Bang bang bang!

Ziyou kicked the door of Zhao Yiyi's house without hesitation. The word kick is used here...... That is, he knocked on the door with his foot......

It seems that they are worried that such a big movement still can't call Zhao Yiyi's father and daughter...... Ziyou shouted again. "Open the door! Open the door! ”

"Who! It's the middle of the night! Father Zhao's impatient voice came from inside.

"Me! Azusa Tour! Open the door! Ziyou shouted, and continued to kick the door again, and if he tried harder, he could force his way in.

After waiting for a while, the lights in the room turned on, and then Daddy Zhao slowly swallowed and opened the door a little, and his sleepy-eyed old face could be seen slightly from the outside.

But Ziyou unceremoniously pushed the door open...... Daddy Zhao took a step back, and when he saw Ziyou's face clearly, Daddy Zhao was angry, and he came to knock on his door this big night...... It's really uneducated, and Ziyou is in the impression of Daddy Zhao...... Very bad.

See Azusa ...... I subconsciously wanted to scold him, but after my eyes shifted to Ziyou's arms...... I was about to say it, but I couldn't help but swallow it back.

I saw the little girl who was with Ziyou...... was held in Ziyou's arms, and only one face was exposed, like white paper, extremely white, with his eyes closed, and his hair wet on his forehead, even Father Zhao could see it...... This girl...... Sick.

"Tell me! Where is Langzhong's house! Tell me! Latest! No, no...... The best Langzhong in the city! ”

Ziyou's face was hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and after knocking on the door of Daddy Zhao's house, he said so.

The voice was no longer the same as the previous stubborn tone, and the color was abnormal.

At this time...... Zhao Yiyi also woke up, walked out of the inner room with her clothes on, and came out with small steps, Ziyou's words just now were loud, Zhao Yiyi also heard it, and then saw Ziyou holding the little rice, and naturally realized it...... What happened.

In Zhao Yiyi's impression, Ziyou has always been so happy, every word ...... It's very relaxing and joyful to listen to.

But Zhao Yiyi didn't expect it...... Now I saw Ziyou so solemn, which caused a lot of waves in Zhao Yiyi's heart, Ziyou was because his sister was sick...... That's what it looks like, Zhao Yiyi thought.

"Ziyou Gongzi, it's so late, Lang Zhong is also resting, why don't you let Ling Mei be placed in the little girl's house first, and the little woman will boil some medicinal soup for Ling Mei to take, and wait until dawn...... It's not too late to look for Langzhong again. Zhao Yiyi said.

Late...... It must be late, Xiao Xiaofan is sick, which makes Ziyou anxious, how can he wait until dawn, Ziyou, who is in a hurry, speaks without feeling that his tone is aggravated. "Don't say it's useless! I just need to know where the best Langzhong is! ”

"Where!" Ziyou roared angrily, not realizing at all that such a fierce expression made Zhao Yiyi afraid.

Zhao Yiyi was also kind-hearted, but she was murdered by Ziyou, and she didn't mention it unconsciously, her nose was slightly sour, and she no longer dared to go against Ziyou's intentions. This duty guides the direction of Ziyou.

After listening to Zhao Yiyi's words, Ziyou didn't stop for a moment, hugged the small rice, and left quickly.