Gu Jiao went out to chop firewood, on the one hand, she was really short of firewood, and on the other hand, she also wanted to go into the mountains to find something to fill her stomach.

Although the family is not so poor that they can't open the pot, they are almost there. Xiao Liulang eats alone, maybe he can support a few more days, and she is a little stretched if she is counted.

It is late autumn now, the sky is high and crisp, and there are no clouds.

Not only is it not pollution-free, Gu Jiao feels that the sky above her head is particularly blue, which is blue she has never seen before. The air is also fresh and refreshing.

I came here for some reason, and I don't know if the group of crazy people in the institute will miss her. Most of them gritted their teeth, blaming her for not sending them the latest research results and suddenly disappearing.

However, she is ostensibly a medical doctor at the research institute of M University, but she is actually a secret agent. She joined the Order at the age of eight, and all of her experiences since then have been disguised solely for her true identity.

Of course, she didn't plan to lick blood from a knife for the rest of her life. She agreed with the organization that this was her last order, and she would leave when she was done, but the plane had an accident......

Now that I think about it, the plane crash was too much of a coincidence.

It's just that there's no point in talking about this now, she's dead, and it's impossible to go back to anyone to take revenge.

No one should be saddened by her death.

Her parents divorced when she was eight years old, and since then they have started their own families and have new children, and she has never been superfluous.

In a sense, there are real similarities between her fate and the original owner. The original owner's father and mother went early, and the original owner was redundant in the Gu family.

The original owner is dead, and no one will really feel sorry for her.

Gu Jiao smiled self-deprecatingly, and her eyebrows were a little cold.

Because she was worried that it would rain, Gu Jiao didn't go too far into the forest. However, Rao still found a lot of good things: there were mushrooms, mushrooms, and wild fungus growing on tree stumps.

The fungus was fat and thick, almost covering most of the stumps, and Gu Jiao picked up the big ones.

This area has obviously been cut down by the villagers, and there are many stumps like this, and many fungus have grown.

Gu Jiao picked it up piece by piece, and the basket was heavy after a while.

Seeing that she had almost picked it, Gu Jiao stopped in time, chopped some dry firewood, tied the dry firewood with the basket with a rope, and carried it on her back to prepare to go down the mountain.

However, as soon as Gu Jiao turned around, she suddenly felt a chirp on the soles of her feet, as if she had stepped on something.

Then she heard a muffled grunt, very slight and weak.

She blinked and slowly moved her legs.

"It's not so unlucky......

She took a deep breath and looked down, and saw a white-bearded old man who had been trampled on by herself in a field of weeds......

Gu Jiao: "......"

No, how could anyone be lying in the gutter?

Did she accidentally step on the other party?

Gu Jiao's conscience crossed over him very passingly.

But within two seconds, Gu Jiao came back expressionlessly.

"Let's say it first, I didn't save you out of conscience."

"Cluck-"

In a tightly tied cloth bag beside the old man, a pheasant fluttered its wings and crowed.

Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows, and glanced at the cloth bag carelessly, but the cloth bag stopped moving in an instant.

Then she looked at the white-bearded old man in front of her, and there was a big footprint on the other party's face that had been stepped on by Gu Jiao, which was very miserable.

Look at the clothes, like an ordinary villager.

But between the eyebrows, there is an indescribable majesty.

Gu Jiao put down the dry firewood on her back and began to take the pulse of the other party.

She studied Western medicine when she was in school, but in order to carry out a very special mission, she lurked for five years at the home of the Holy Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine on the pretext of apprenticeship.

Judging from his pulse, there is no evil disease in the body itself. Gu Jiao speculated that he was infected with a wind chill, suddenly had a high fever, accidentally fell into the gutter, and dislocated his left arm.

Gu Jiao took out her small medicine box from the back basket and took an ice pack for him to put on his forehead.

Subsequently, Gu Jiao took his arm back, chopped a piece of firewood, tore off the hem of his clothes, and braked his arm.

After doing this, Gu Jiao took his temperature again, and found that it was still high, so he injected him with a fever reduction injection.

Not far away, there is a small grass hut for villagers to rest on the mountain.

Gu Jiao moved the person there.

The fever subsided, and the person was about to wake up, Gu Jiao got up and went down the mountain. Before leaving, Gu Jiao left her umbrella to him.

"As for me, I don't heal people in vain."

The words fell, and a bag of pheasants was carried away.

As soon as Gu Jiao arrived home, the rain fell, and it didn't take long for it to form a torrential trend. The mountains and the grass huts of the villages were all shrouded in rain and mist.

Gu Jiao went directly to the stove house.

Xiao Liulang had already cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, wiped the stove, and collected his clothes.

Gu Jiao put down the firewood and cloth bag, opened the cupboard and looked at it, and wondered, "Have you finished eating?" ”

She kept quite a lot.

Unexpectedly, that kid looked thin and thin, and his appetite was not small.

Is it really the age of the body?

Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows and found a cage to put the pheasant in.

Gu Jiao separated the small firewood from the big firewood, and needed to pick it up separately.

By the time she had finished chopping the firewood, it was already evening, and the rain had not stopped, and the house was wet and cold. She found a brazier and planned to light a fire for herself. Suddenly thinking of something, he walked to Xiao Liulang's house and knocked lightly on his door.

"Do you want to make a fire?"

She asked softly.

There was no reaction in the house.

She called again, still unresponsive.

Gu Jiao saw that the door was open, gently pushed it open, looked over, and saw that under the dim oil lamp, the thin and thin figure had fallen asleep on the shabby table.

There is still a book in his hand that he has not finished reading.

The book was visibly yellowed, and the cover was cracked and pasted with oily paper.

Scholars in the countryside are very hard, especially Xiao Liulang, who has been oppressed by the Gu family and the original owner for a long time, and he can't even go to a private school, so he relies on himself for his studies.

Gu Jiao hesitated for a moment, walked over lightly, and took a cotton coat from the cabinet and draped it on him.

Xiao Liulang woke up in the middle of the night.

He hadn't slept well the other day, and he hadn't thought he would fall asleep on his desk. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was an extra cotton coat on his body, his eyebrows were frowned, and a trace of vigilance flashed under his eyes.

He frowned at the book in his hand, and suddenly heard a crackling sound, and he turned his head, and saw a burning brazier on the ground.

The cold room was suddenly warmed by the light of the fire.

Xiao Liulang's gaze fell on the brazier, revealing a thoughtful look.

There is only one brazier at home, and after giving it to Xiao Liulang, Gu Jiao will have no more.

After Gu Jiao hid the small medicine box, she hurriedly got into the quilt and wrapped herself like a small silkworm chrysalis.

Xu tossed a few times during the day, and tired this small body enough, so although it was a little cold, she still fell asleep quickly.

Gu Jiao hadn't dreamed for many years, but tonight she had a dream.

She dreamed that there was a doctor in the town, and Xiao Liulang went to him to treat his leg, but there was a medical trouble in the pharmacy where the doctor was, and many people were injured by mistake.

Xiao Liulang was lame in one leg, and he was not as fast as others, and suddenly someone cut the other leg that was originally intact.

Although Xiao Liulang's life was not killed by this injury, it caused him to miss the exam three days later.