Ji helped the homeless man to sit down on the stool at the door: "Let's rest first, it's almost time today." ”

Compared with when the plaster cast was just removed, he was unable to lift his feet, and now with crutches, the homeless man can walk back and forth in the yard a few times.

"How? Didn't you never know that walking was such a difficult thing. ”

The homeless man watched as she crouched down beside him, checked her wrist and ankle, and hummed faintly.

Previously, walking was instinctive.

Now, every step I take has to exert all my strength, and I have to endure the looming pain in my heels.

What could have been done easily has now taken a morning and only walked so many laps, and I am still tired and sweating.

"That's right. Rehabilitation of Achilles tendon rupture is the hardest of all tendon rehabilitation, and there is no one. It's a tough and protracted battle, and you're getting better day by day, don't be in a hurry, take your time. ”

After Ji finished speaking, he looked at the Achilles tendon shoe he was wearing on his left foot.

"Now that five pieces have been removed, you can change to flats after more than half a month."

Clapped his hands, got up and asked Hu Dacheng: "Is there still hot water in the pot?" ”

"There's still half a pot, but it's not hot, do you want to add another fire?"

"Tim, just finished exercising, burn his feet."

Hu Dacheng went to burn the pot, Ji remembered it and asked the homeless man.

"Dacheng has been helping you soak your feet on time these days, right?"

Since she agreed to Song, and there is really nothing on the homeless side that she needs to do herself, some unnecessary contact will be minimized.

Delivering meals, soaking feet, and watching the daily exercise of homeless people were all entrusted to Hu Dacheng, and she herself occasionally came over to supervise.

The homeless man nodded, his eyes looking at her, his lips moving slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

Ji guessed what he wanted to ask, but the reason was not easy to say.

"Well, I've been busy lately, so I'll ......"

Hu Dacheng's ears were sharp, and he didn't delay him from answering while he was boiling.

"Miss is busy embroidering these days! She is embroidering purses, and the embroidery is ugly. ”

"Hu Dacheng!"

Ji roared at the stove, and Hu Dacheng was as quiet as a chicken.

Ji glanced at the homeless man, a little inexplicably embarrassed.

Hu Dacheng and Hu Ximei are still young and don't understand this, and the homeless man, as an adult, must know it in his heart......

Her current mood is the same as that of many people who have just fallen in love, she wants to be known to others, but she is afraid of being known.

Fortunately, the homeless man suddenly turned his gaze sideways and looked away, showing no curiosity or sarcasm.

That's right, he has always been indifferent to foreign affairs, how can he care about who he embroiders purses?

Besides, does the embroidered purse have to be given away? You can't wear it yourself, you can't sell it?

So, what kind of strength is her heart, there are no three hundred taels of silver here!

Ji despised himself, coughed a few times, and put on a straightforward and casual appearance again.

Hu Dacheng brought the mixed water, ran into the hall again, and took a bag from the kang head cabinet containing the medicine powder packet and sprinkled it into the water.

After yelling that his stomach hurts, he ran away from the house with a smoke, obviously afraid of Ji Xun.

The homeless man lowered his eyes and took off his shoes, put his feet in the basin, and soaked as he did before the season, combing his calf muscles.

His right hand, like his left foot, is still not very dexterous, and he uses his left hand.

"After exercising, soaking your feet can loosen all the tendons that are tightened, which is very helpful for relieving fatigue.

This powder pack must be remembered to be placed, it can loosen the adhesion.

There is also that roller, if you insist on stepping on it, it can fully stretch the injured foot.

I also have to insist on a hot compress on the knee and wrist joints, once a day, at least a quarter of an hour each time, and put some salt and peppercorns in the hot water, both of which I put in the stove.

Hu Dacheng is a Ma Daha, if he forgets, remember to remind him......"

The homeless man pursed his lips all the time and did not say a word.

The atmosphere was weird, and Ji suddenly couldn't talk anymore.

"In short, the functional exercises to be carried out at this stage have been taught to you, and you can do what I say and become ......"

"What about you?" The homeless man suddenly raised his eyes, and his gaze was directed at her.

Ji didn't know why, he just felt that this look was very different from before, and he couldn't describe the difference.

"I, won't I say it, I've been busy lately."

"Busy embroidering purses?"

The homeless man is uncharacteristically digging into the root of the problem, although the surface is still calm, but it inexplicably gives people a sense of aggressiveness.

As soon as the words were spoken, they began to scare people, right?

Ji was in a good mood in the past two days, but now he is going to be annoyed again.

"That's right, it's embroidered purse, can't it? You're okay now, I can't just revolve around you, doctors also have their own private lives, is it easy for me to get rid of a single order in 800 years? ”

The low pressure on the homeless man's body became more pronounced, and the peak of the lip became a straight line.

Ji crossed his waist, with a little provocation in his eyes, and made up his mind that he would no longer be used to him, and the patient had to have the consciousness of the patient.

Originally, how can there be a reason why doctors must accompany patients? How can a patient ask about the doctor's private life?

He wasn't who she was.

"Miss, what is a single and what is a single to take off?"

At the tense juncture, Hu Dacheng's probe appeared.

The little momentum that Ji finally accumulated was broken in an instant.

Raising his hand and bending his fingers, he knocked him angrily.

"Don't worry about the adult's business, you stay here for a while, and when he finishes lunch, he rests, and you can go home."

Hu Dacheng rubbed his forehead: "It's okay to go home or not, anyway, I don't set up a stall now, and I'm idle when I go home." By the way, Miss, the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and my mother asked you and Dabao to go to my house. ”

Ji thought for a while and asked, "Isn't your brother coming back?" ”

Although he took revenge on the Cao family, his own livelihood was gone, Hu Liang felt that he was a sinner of the whole family, and within a few days, he went to Daguanzhuang with the villagers to burn a kiln for others.

Not to mention that the brick kiln is bitter and tiring, and there is a danger of the kiln collapsing at any time, and the income is only a little more than the ordinary hard work.

Youji helped ask for the thirty taels from the Cao family, and the Hu family couldn't get to the point where they couldn't open the pot for a while.

Hu Liang did this, more like a kind of self-punishment.

And Widow Xie said that she didn't care if he lived or died, but when she looked at it recently, she was also very worried.

"The trustee came back and said that there will be no holiday on the kiln, and I won't come back for fifteen." Hu Dacheng was a little depressed.

He saw the changes in his family, not ignorant of it, but he didn't know what he could do.

He wanted to follow his second brother to the kiln, but was beaten by his mother. I chased it over, and was kicked back by the second brother.

"Miss, I'm so useless, I can't earn a penny for my family."

"At a young age, sigh all day long, be careful not to grow tall!" Ji patted him on the head, deliberately scaring him.

Hu Dacheng, who was still worried a moment ago, immediately grinned: "I have grown taller, taller than last year!" ”

He first compared a stroke, thought about it, and added another half a stroke. Feeling dissatisfied, he straightened his fingers and changed the half of the puff to a puff.

Ji Zhi smiled: "You belong to the Sky Monkey!" Okay, wait for him to pour the water, then change the basin of hot water, and let him apply it to himself. ”

After explaining, he glared at the homeless man before leaving.

After Ji walked away, Hu Dacheng shivered and asked the homeless man: "Do you feel a little cold?" ”

The homeless man stared heavily, in the direction of Ji leaving, and did not speak.

Hu Dacheng felt even colder.