Xie Zhu still needs to go to the hospital for a check-up, but it is obviously impossible.

Xin He frowned slightly and went out with a heavy heart.

After Xin He got up to leave, Xie Zhu, who was originally asleep, opened his eyes faintly, and his dark eyes were clear, and he didn't look sleepy.

In fact, Xie Zhu was a little conscious when Xin He changed his dressing last night, knowing that he should have been rescued.

He actually woke up a long time ago, but the four were weak and couldn't move, and the current situation was a little unclear, so he could only continue to pretend to be unconscious.

Xie Zhu was not uncomfortable with the dark environment around him, he could see at night, and he could see last night that this should be the cellar of a certain farmer's house.

When he turned his head, Xin He just walked to the stairs of the cellar, and Xie Zhu only had time to see the girl's fair face.

To be honest, Xie Zhu is a little hungry now.

Just as he hesitated to call out to Xin He, the lid of the cellar had already been closed.

After Xin He came out, he went directly into the kitchen, threw the bloody gauze he had just bandaged into the stove pit and burned it.

Lu Wan was just busy working in the kitchen and didn't find Xin He going to the cellar, when she turned around, she saw Xin He holding a pile of bloody gauze and throwing it into the pit, and was startled: "He He, are you injured?" Where's the injury? ”

Lu Wan hurriedly put down the dishes in his hand and looked at the arm holding Xin He with a concerned face.

Seeing this, Xin He knew that Lu Wan had misunderstood, she explained: "It's not that I'm not me, I see that you have been so tired recently, yesterday I originally wanted to kill a chicken to make up for you, but then I didn't kill it, these blood are chicken blood, it's really not mine!" ”

Xin He briefly explained what happened last night, and after thinking about it, she still hid Xie Zhu's matter for the time being.

Lu Wan saw that Xin He was really fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "You, you don't know how to kill chickens and just wait for me to come back, okay, okay, don't make trouble in the kitchen, go about your own business." ”

Xin He laughed and didn't speak, and then helped Lu Wan bring out the cooked porridge.

A small pot of porridge contains only a few grains of rice, and the rest is rice soup.

The Lu family is really poor, originally when Old Man Lu was there, he could still have some subsidies, but after Old Man Lu left, the family relied on the meager income of Lu Wan as a supporting role in the troupe, and could only barely make ends meet.

This is still the result of Lu Wan's daily lunch and dinner still eaten in the troupe.

After the old man left, the apprentices of the Xinhe Medical Center did not go anymore, after all, they also had to pay for tuition.

Therefore, Xin He is still very idle now, picking herbs every day and then drying them in the hospital to exchange some change, although it is not much, but it is also an income.

Lu Wan went to the troupe again after eating and cleaning up, and Xin He was the only one left at home.

Thinking that Xie Zhu in the cellar estimated that he hadn't eaten all day, Xin He grabbed a small handful of rice, boiled a bowl of rice soup, and then served it.

Xin He considered that Xie Zhu hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't know if he could eat anything, so he only cooked less than half of it.

After letting the rice soup cool, Xin He went down again, and sure enough, Xie Zhu was still asleep.

Xin He sighed helplessly, gently opened Xie Zhu's mouth, and poured it in small sips.

Fortunately, although Xie Zhu was unconscious, he still had the consciousness to swallow.

Half a bowl of rice soup was not much, and it soon bottomed out.

When Xin He was about to continue feeding the last mouthful, he looked down with a spoon and met a pair of dark eyes.