Gu Jun looked at Ye Xingbei intently, feeling that this was a very wonderful girl.

Deceived, hurt, betrayed by the person he trusts the most, he thought she would be sad, angry, hateful, and even broken, but she was calm from the moment she woke up.

Her mentality is that he has never seen it before, and I am afraid that it will not take a few more years to reach the realm of not being happy with things and not being sad about herself.

But Gu Junchai knows that many people don't cry or make trouble after being hurt, not because they are naturally slower than others, but because they are used to it.

Crying children have milk to eat.

But the child who cries to death and still has no milk to eat, after a long time, understands this truth, and naturally will not cry in the future.

Thinking about it like this, he felt even more sorry for this girl.

How much mistreatment does it take to face the abandonment and betrayal she regards as her relatives so calmly?

He couldn't help but reach out and touch her head.

It doesn't matter, though.

All before, all in the past.

Ye Xiaobei was not hurt before, but there will be him in the future.

He hurts her.

Ye Xingbei looked at him sideways and smiled softly at him, "Let's go back." ”

Gu Jun nodded one by one, bent down to take her into his arms, and instructed Gu Chi: "Send this old witch back to the master's house." ”

What he should have done was done as early as the day he sent Wu Qizhen to the cowherd's bed.

For the rest of her life, Wu Qizhen will only live more and more painfully every day.

He didn't need to do anything to Wu Qizhen anymore.

He carried Ye Xingbei back to the room, put her back on the bed, and rubbed her head: "Are you hungry?" Would you like something to eat? ”

There are injuries on his body, and he has been burning for a few days, Ye Xingbei's appetite has not been good, and he has lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

Ye Xingbei thought for a while, "Let's drink some purple rice porridge." ”

She still doesn't have much of an appetite, but she doesn't like to cause trouble.

Eat quickly to get better quickly.

Only when the body recovers as before can we take care of others instead of becoming a burden to others.

Gu Junchai called the kitchen and asked the kitchen to boil purple rice porridge.

He sat down on the edge of the bed by himself, untied the gauze on Ye Xingbei's body and looked at it, afraid that if he moved Ye Xingbei just now, he would tear the wound.

In fact, he was overly concerned.

When he held Ye Xingbei, he was very careful.

The wound on Ye Xingbei's body had also formed a thin scab, and it was no big deal.

But he was still not reassured.

Seeing that it was all right, he applied a thick layer of medicine to the wound again, and then re-wrapped the gauze.

"The effect of this medicine is really good," Ye Xingbei praised sincerely: "This is the best trauma medicine I have ever used." ”

In the past, the trauma medicine she used in Ye's family was the best that she couldn't buy on the market, she thought it was the best trauma medicine, but she didn't expect that a mountain was higher than a mountain, and there were even better.

Gu Junzhu said: "I used to have a special job, often injured, the medicine is my father found a Chinese medicine national hand specially for me, the medicinal materials are very precious, and there is no market, it is difficult to get, my father spent a lot of effort, but only made a dozen bottles, I use it myself, my comrades-in-arms also use, and now there are only two bottles left, so ......"

Gu Jun flicked Ye Xingbei's forehead one after another, "Don't be so stupid in the future, I believe in any cat or dog, next time you get injured, you won't have such a magical medicine." ”

Ye Xingbei glanced at the medicine in his hand: "It's so precious, then let's change to another medicine in the future, right?" Put this medicine away and use it again when the injury is more serious. ”<