Tie her long hair with rags, Dong Huiying approached Liang Shujun and leaned over, probably because she had been dealing with herbs all day recently, even if she had bathed in the lake before, there was still the fragrance of herbs on her body.

The little paw was on Liang Shujun's forehead, she measured the temperature, and smiled with satisfaction, "It's not bad, I don't have a fever, but I need to recuperate next, and I can't go down to the ground for seven days." ”

She analyzed Liang Shujun's recovery from a professional perspective as a doctor, but she didn't know that the moment she approached, Liang Shujun was breathless, and when her slightly rough palm was attached to his forehead, his body was like a lightning strike, and instantly stiffened like wood.

The heart suddenly skipped two beats, Liang Shujun is always frivolous and evil on weekdays, enchanting and charming, and seems to be improper, but it is the first time that she has been in such close contact with a woman.

He could even feel the warmth coming from her.

The smell mixed with the fragrance of fresh medicine made him feel a burst of noise in his heart, and he was inexplicably a little unsettled.

With a slump, he retreated, the wound hurt because of the movement was too big, his pale handsome face was distorted by the pain, and the charm that had been in his heart for a moment before was even more dispersed because of this.

Dong Huiying glared at him hatefully. "What are you doing? I worked hard for hours to get you back. ”

The attack was not light or heavy, and he slapped his head with a snap, which made Liang Shujun stunned.

He looked stunned, only to see her face fierce, "If you can't lie down, sit still, if you can't sit still, stay up, but you can't move, otherwise I will have to re-stitch the wound and die." ”

She shook her hand away, and when she came back again, she had a stoneware bowl in her hand.

Dr. Xiao's medicine basket was stuffed with all kinds of daily necessities, all of which were brought for her.

Long ago, Liang Shujun had not woken up, she boiled a mountain chicken soup, the chicken soup was not thick, the soup was clear, and the mountain chicken meat in it had already been stewed.

"Well, eat more, and when you're full, you can have the strength to recover."

Liang Shujun glanced at her.

This woman has really changed.

It's a bit venomous, but it's not bad-hearted.

The thought crossed his mind again.

It would have been nice if she had looked like this from the beginning.

But if she is really good, how can the Dong family be willing to let her into the fold.

The Great Yuan Dynasty had polyandry, women were noble, and shouldered the heavy responsibility of inheriting the ancestry, usually women married men as husbands, and the children born in the future were all with their mother's surname, but once they entered the family, the situation was different.

After marriage, the woman lives in her husband's house, and even though the position of the head of the family is unshakable, the children born after marriage, both men and women, take the husband's surname.

The original owner Dong Dabao is the only daughter of the Dong family in Daliu Village, in this era when there are more men and fewer women, women are the treasures of the family, if she is not too domineering, beating people is too cruel, and the parents and brothers who beat her several times almost died, and the Dong family, who has been tolerating her, really can't stand it, so they would rather be honest, climb over the two mountains, and hide the truth from the woman, and stuff her, a hot potato, into the Liang family of the backer village who just needs ten taels of silver to see a doctor for the second child.

Liang Shujun took the stoneware bowl and took a sip of the clear chicken soup, a warm current instantly warmed his body, and at the same time made him breed a few different touches.

Sure enough, she can turn decay into magic, and even if it is soup and water, she can make people want to swallow her tongue in her stomach.