Chapter VII Recuperation

The next morning, the sky was bright, and the forests in the mountains began to make noise, although it was a barbarian land, but the scenery was excellent, there were mountains and rivers, but it was a little more desolate.

Xiao Jingyi went out to hunt in the mountains early, wanting to hunt some hares and or something, so that the woman could make up for herself, and he took out a bow and arrow from the house, which was made of branches, and sharpened one of its ends, so that it could be used as an arrow.

A dilapidated hut was built in the middle of a mountain forest, where the forest was dense and overgrown with vegetation, and ordinary people would not come to this barren mountain for fear of fierce monsters, so that the house would not be easily discovered.

Just as Xiao Jingyi grabbed a hare and returned to the wooden house and pushed the door open in a hurry, he was stunned.

He threw down the hare and rushed into the house, snatched the broken porcelain from the woman's hand, and slammed the broken bowl to the ground.

"You're crazy!!" Xiao Jingyi yelled, and then full of anger tore out a rag from the sackcloth on his body to cover her neck, at this moment his eyes were red, and his hands trembled and tightly covered the wound on her neck with the rag, the blood quickly stained the linen cloth in his hand, he tore out a piece of cloth again, and wrapped it around her wrist.

After working for a long time, the bleeding finally stopped...... Xiao Jingyi sat down paralyzed, leaning against the wall behind him, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The woman lay on the bed with a pale face, lifeless. If it weren't for the faint breath, those who didn't know would still think ......

Xiao Jingyi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her quietly, he covered his face, his face was dull, and he wondered why he wanted to save her, just because he was sick and sympathetic? He asked himself.

No, no, he is very clear in his heart, maybe it's because he's lonely......

A tear suddenly fell from the corner of his eye, is it the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but also a fluke? He didn't know.

It's just that I have a strong feeling in my heart, but fortunately...... Thankfully she didn't die, fortunately she was alive.

The smoke of the wooden house rose, Xiao Jingyi boiled some gruel, and boiled a pot of hot water, he first brought a basin of hot water in, and saw that the woman on the bed was still unconscious, so he had to dip a cloth in hot water and help her wipe her face.

The woman's face was very dirty, covered with a thick layer of ash, it was the first time he took care of people, and his hands were a little heavy, and after seeing the woman frowning, his movements stopped.

A delicate and beautiful face appeared in front of him, although she was asleep, Xiao Jingyi knew that her eyes were very good-looking.

After wiping the woman's face, Xiao Jingyi saw that her face was flushed, and her mouth kept babbling, he quickly touched her face, it was very hot! Xiao Jingyi's eyes fell on her tattered clothes, he ripped open her collar, revealing a piece of fair skin, he closed his eyes, and took off her clothes with his hands, when helping her wipe her body, Xiao Jingyi was stunned for a moment, she was covered with large and small wounds and bruises, some of which had pus, and it was miserable.

In the villages and towns in the afternoon, there are very few pedestrians, and occasionally some villagers who come back from the market complain that many people are hungry because of the poor harvest in winter.

The hut was far from the town, and it took nearly an hour to walk through the village. This town is called Wuhua Town, about thirty or forty households, compared with other villages, the town is quite rich, and there are also medical halls and tea houses.

Xiao Jingyi went to the hospital to find a doctor and prescribed some medicine, which cost him half a year's savings at once, and he hurried back with a few packets of medicine, for fear that she would not be there when she woke up.

"I don't think I've seen this pudding before." The old woman on the road looked at him and said.

"Maybe it's from other villages, and there are so many villages around, so you can know everyone well." A middle-aged woman said.

"No, no, you see he's tall, broad-shouldered, and he must be energetic in his work." The old woman commented a few words.

"What do I say? I want to find a husband's house for your spring rain, don't you? The woman made fun of her.

People passing by in the town looked at Xiao Jingyi, and saw that he was tall and handsome, even if he was dressed in ragged linen, he couldn't hide his elegance, but he was just ...... The right side of his cheek was covered in ink, about the size of a fingernail, wasn't it a birthmark? That's a pity, a good face, ruined.

On the mountain, the climate is very cold, maybe it is about to snow, and the cold air invades the skin, and it is bitterly cold. The cold wind knocked on the door of the wooden house, Xiao Jingyi simply repaired it a few days ago, and now the cold wind couldn't enter the house, so it wasn't too cold.

Xiao Jingyi pushed open the wooden house and found that she was still asleep, and he breathed a sigh of relief and went out to boil the medicine.

When she returned to the house, she hadn't woken up yet, Xiao Jingyi put the medicine in her mouth, but the decoction flowed out of the corner of her mouth, so he had to pinch her mouth and pour the medicine down ruthlessly.

Late one night, Qing Ning woke up in a daze, she opened her eyes, only to feel that the surroundings were very warm, she blinked, and found that her body was covered with a fluffy blanket, and there seemed to be a charcoal fire in the house, she tried to move, and there was a tingling sensation in her body, as well as her neck, and her throat was also hot and painful.

The man next to him woke up immediately after hearing the movement, and he quickly got up to look at her.

In the dark night, Qing Ning only saw a dark shadow, and when the man reached out and touched her shoulder, Qing Ning leaned back in fright.

"Shhh She snorted.

"Don't move." The man's deep voice came.

Qing Ning lay quietly on the bed, glanced at the man beside her, she was a little afraid of him, and shared the bed with a strange man, sleeping under the same quilt, it was really indescribable......

"Water." Qing Ning looked at him timidly and said hoarsely.

As soon as the words were finished, the man got down and walked out, and all she heard was the creaking of the wooden door, the sound of footsteps outside, and the sound of fetching water.

The wind outside the house is getting tighter, blowing the whole mountain and forest rustling, the shadow of the tree is swaying outside the window, there is only a dim fire in the house, in the past, the palace is very particular about burning charcoal, her An Tingyuan has a palace maid on duty every day to change the charcoal fire, now the brazier is charcoal, only to hear the crackling sound.

Qing Ning moved uncomfortably, she gritted her teeth, and only felt sore.

After waiting for a long time, the wooden door creaked again, and the man walked back. Qing Ning didn't know what he was doing, thinking that drinking saliva was so time-consuming?

It was a quiet night, and the man came in with a chill, so he closed the door and came with a bowl of hot water.

Qing Ning was about to sit up, and when she found that when she moved her neck, it brought a tearing pain, she gasped, and the man quickly brought the water to her and fed her with a spoon.

After drinking, he asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

Qing Ning felt hungry, so she had to nod slightly.

Seeing that the man brought gruel again, Qing Ning thought to himself that he had also boiled porridge, no wonder it took so long.

At night, Qingning fell asleep again, this time she didn't have any more nightmares, maybe the quilt was warm, it was a rare good night's sleep for a long time.

But Xiao Jingyi didn't feel sleepy, he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze after changing the charcoal fire, and there was an even breathing sound next to him, and he couldn't help but smile with relief.

The charcoal was quickly burned, and needed to be replaced from time to time, and if it had been before, he slept until dawn, but there was a delicate woman in the house, and he woke up several times every night to change it.