After the poplar forest scrubbed the man, she began to administer needles to the man, treat the man's internal injuries, and prescribed some medicines, all of which were herbs found in the mountains, and the poplar forests went directly to the mountains to pick them.

Yang Shumiao always thinks of the man on the bed as a friend of his benefactor last night, and the more he thinks about it, the more concerned he becomes, and from time to time he goes over to wipe the sweat on his forehead, or feeds him with a thin bamboo tube, which is very considerate.

Seeing that Jiang Lanqing was speechless, many times she wanted to hit her positively, and just think about it when the words came to her mouth.

No, Yang Shumiao wiped the man with a face towel again, and stared at the man after wiping, saying that this man was as handsome as his benefactor, looking at it, his brows frowned slightly: "Sister Qing, I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere." ”

"Have you seen him?" Jiang Lanqing couldn't help but be curious.

Yang Shumiao shook his head: "No, I'm sure, but I don't think I've seen it somewhere." ”

As she spoke, she condensed her eyebrows and thought about it, and just saw Jiang Jingshuo sitting next to Jiang Lanqing, she couldn't help but put their eyebrows together, and almost exclaimed.

Don't? No way! The poplar sapling didn't dare to imagine, and finally denied himself, there are so many people in the world who look alike.

Besides, if he is really Shuo'er's father, it is impossible for Sister Qing not to know him.

When I think about it, I am relieved.

Yang Shulin came back an hour later, after decocting the medicine and feeding the man, he was about to go back, but was stopped by Jiang Lanqing: "Brother Yang, you better carry him away!" He's a big man, and it's not convenient for me to be here. ”

"You see I'm really ......" Yang Shulin patted his head, secretly blaming himself for being careless, if he really left the man, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the eldest sister.

Jiang Lanqing smiled and said that it was okay.

Yang Shumiao remembered what happened last night, and was not worried about Jiang Lanqing's mother and son, so he decided to stay.

Poplar went over to help the man to his feet and was about to carry him on his back.

At this moment, the man coughed violently, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Jiang Lanqing hurriedly went over and took his hand to check his physical condition, but was stiffened by the man's sudden movements.

The man's head rested limply on her shoulder.

Jiang Lanqing, who had never been in such close contact with a man, instantly turned red, pushed the man away, and he fell on the bed.

The brothers and sisters of the Yang family didn't expect this to happen, and Yang Shumiao was a little angry: "Brother, get him away quickly." ”

In her heart, she already regarded Jiang Lanqing as her sister-in-law, and only her brother had this qualification to lean on Jiang Lanqing's shoulder.

Yang Shulin went to help the man, but the man opened his eyes at this time, he first looked around, and then looked at Jiang Lanqing and the others.

Yang Shumiao saw him wake up, with a worried mood: "Are you awake? How does it feel? ”

The man frowned and touched his head with a bitter face: "Headache." ”

His expression was completely out of proportion to his handsome face.

"Why do you have a headache?" Yang Shumiao looked at Jiang Lanqing: "Sister Qing, you can show him quickly." ”

Jiang Lanqing nodded, and went over to hold the man's wrist vein, but the man tilted his head to look at her, his eyes were very clear, without any impurities, let go of his wrist, and checked his head again, there was a bulging bag on the back of his head, presumably caused by hitting a hard object.

Without waiting for the sapling to ask, she spoke: "His head is injured." ”

"Does it matter?" Yang Shumiao also wanted to ask the man if he had anything to do with her benefactor!

"It's hard to say, but there's nothing wrong with it at the moment." Jiang Lanqing has no ability to see through and can't see the situation in the man's brain, and some sequelae can only be known until they are onset.