"What is this?" Le Zheng also took the box and asked.

"Pill box."

"Master, I went back in the rain just to get this for me?" Le Zheng was also holding the medicine box, and he wanted to laugh.

"You don't have to throw it away." Bai Xuan's voice said without any ups and downs.

"I use it! Of course I have to! Of course, the master has to use my hand! Le Zheng also hugged the medicine box very sensitively, he was sure that if he said two more nonsense, Shizun would definitely throw him and this medicine box down from the mountain stream pavilion.

Le Zheng also turned his palm over, the original crack was relatively large, and the bleeding had not stopped, and the skin was open, which made people feel shocked.

Bai Xuan glanced at it, and the seeds of guilt in his heart sprouted, and they grew into vines in an instant, entangled so that he was a little breathless.

Le Zheng also sprinkled white medicine foam on the crack, and the one-handed operation was a little clumsy, and the gauze was even more miserable.

Bai Xuan raised his forehead and said, "Are you wrapping zongzi?" ”

"No problem." Le Zheng also looked at his wrapped hands, and there was really no big problem.

"Alas, give the hand to the teacher." Bai Xuan sighed.

Le Zheng also obediently handed his hand in front of him, Bai Xuan gently wrapped him into zongzi gauze and untied it, and then carefully rewound it round and round.

He glanced at his teacher's newly wrapped gauze, and compared with his own, it really didn't hurt if there was no comparison!

"Shizun's hands are so skillful." He glanced at the wrapped hand and praised it.

When Bai Xuan heard this, his face was a little red, but because he lowered his head, Le Zheng didn't see it, he remembered that Le Zheng also knew about his clothes, and the strength of the hand holding him couldn't help but increase a little, just pressing his crack.

"Ahhh Injure! Injure! Wounds! Hand in hand! Hurt! Hurt!!! Le Zheng was also pinched by him and broke out in a cold sweat, waw wow.

Bai Xuan was startled, let go of his hand, raised his head and stared at him, and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I pulled out your tongue for the teacher!" ”

Le Zheng also hurriedly covered his mouth and said vaguely: "Master, are you three years old?" Scare me! ”

Bai Xuan was really choked by his words, so he could only glare at him fiercely, turned around and looked at the mountain stream in the rain and mist, and said, "The rain will stop for a while, clean up this." ”

"Obey orders!" Le Zheng also replied with a familiar understanding.

The spring rain was already intermittent, which made Bai Xuan feel a little tired, leaned on the pavilion railing, and fell asleep.

I don't know when it will stop, when it will splash again, and Le Zheng will simply clean up the mess with an umbrella.

The rain like fog, the fog like rain, the wisps lingered, and the raindrops were like beads with broken threads, falling on the puddles formed by the rain.

The spring rains have dyed the mountains green, duckweed has stained the water green, and moss has stained the stone paths.

After cleaning up, Le Zheng also stood in front of the pavilion with an umbrella, looking at Bai Xuan, who was leaning quietly with his eyes closed, his figure was spotless, and the green silk was dragging the ground, but he looked thin and cold, for some reason, he wanted to hug the person not far in front of him, and a little distress rippled in his heart, but he didn't do it.

"Master, let's go back." He snapped.

Bai Xuan didn't react, I don't know if it was because he was really tired, or what, he slept a little heavily.

Le Zheng also saw that his master did not answer him, took the umbrella, stepped forward lightly, and raised his hand to call him again.