Listen to him again! Qian Xiaoxiao glanced at him coldly, and continued to walk forward in silence.

Yu Zhujun hurriedly followed and continued, "You understand, right? Good people don't live long, disasters are left for thousands of years, you are seriously injured and not dead and still come back to life, what are you not a bad person? ”

Yu Zhujun grinned: "But no matter if you are a good person or a bad person, there is no good or bad in the eyes of a doctor, so I saved you." ”

I don't know who told him to be grateful to Xiao Xifu, because he didn't plan to save him at all, huh! Qian smiled and glared at Yu Zhujun, who had a cheeky face like a copper wall, but still chose to be silent and walked again.

"Anyway, since you were lucky to be saved by me, maybe God just wanted me to influence you to make you amnesicap." Yu Zhujun walked among the tree-lined paths, babbling and reading: "So from now on, you can do as many good deeds as you can, this is also to eliminate some karma for yourself, understand?" ”

He finished saying everything. Qian Xiaoxiao's face was expressionless, and he didn't even bother to say a word.

Yu Zhujun knew that he was naturally cold and silent, and he couldn't say ten words a day, he glanced at him, and the sound of the stream could be faintly heard in front of him, which was also the only sound around.

Yu Zhujun pursed his lips slightly, he is used to living alone, no one can talk, he is also used to chattering alone, even those chickens, ducks, pigs, he can also talk to them, and finally met one who can respond, but it is a stuffy gourd!

Could it be that the two of them were born to rush? No, how could he be saved by him? What is God thinking?

Yu Zhujun slowly moved his gaze to his face with a look of disbelief, and suddenly sighed.

Hearing the sound, Qian Xiaoxiao was still indifferent and walked quietly side by side with him.

"Can you talk to me? Otherwise, I'd think you're not only amnesia, but also speechless. ”

Qian Xiaoxiao just glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

Yu Zhujun was so angry that he almost wanted to swear, but he was too well cultivated and gritted his teeth, so he changed the topic and suddenly said, "The weather is very good today." ”

Is the weather good? Qian Xiaoxiao looked up at the sky, there was no cloud, it was indeed a sunny and good weather.

Really look up for him! The corners of Yu Zhujun's mouth twitched, and he was powerless and speechless.

Finally, in silence, the two came to a farmland, as far as the eye could see, there was only a wooden house in front of them, and at this moment, out of the wooden house came out of the famous old man.

Yu Zhujun immediately introduced the two to each other, and when the old man heard that Qian Xiaoxiao was a distant relative of Yu Zhujun, he held his hand and said gratefully: "Thank you, little doctor, as long as you are free, you will help us grow vegetables, pull vegetables, and carry fresh vegetables to the city for us to sell, you don't know how inconvenient it is for us old and young to go to the city, and he also buys some daily necessities for us......"

Qian Xiaoxiao seriously suspected that Yu Zhujun had brought him to listen to others praise his "great achievements", and the old man praised him for almost half a long time, and Yu Zhujun told him to leave Qian Xiaoxiao here to help the old man.

"Daddy He, Xiaoxiao's body is almost better, although it doesn't get in the way to do some rough work, but don't stay in the sun for too long." Yu Zhujun looked at the half-turned soil in the farmland, and said, "Just let him help with this." Will the hoe take it? Qian smiled. ”

Looking at Qian Xiaoxiao and expressionless, Yu Zhujun directly picked up the hoe and shoveled the soil, his movements were quite skillful, after doing the demonstration, he looked at Qian Xiaoxiao and smiled: "Have you finished watching the demonstration?" Draw the gourd in the same way, let's dry. Immediately, he smiled and handed him the hoe.

Qian Xiaoxiao stretched a handsome face, picked up the hoe and began to turn over the soil.

Yu Zhujun looked at it carefully for a while before chatting with Daddy He with confidence, and he asked with concern, "Daddy doesn't look very good?" ”

Father He smiled bitterly: "I haven't slept well lately. ”

"I'll take your pulse." Standing in the scorching field under the sun, he took the old farmer's lean right hand to check his pulse.

"Later, I'll bring the medicinal herbs to you." Yu Zhujun said.

Daddy He blushed, and only after a moment did he say, "But, but I don't have any money......"

"I went to the mountains to collect those medicinal herbs, but they are just herbs, and I don't need money."

"I still don't want to go, you have to pick for three or five days every time you go back." The old man was thin-skinned and uneasy.

Yu Zhujun suddenly blinked, sniffed, and showed a naughty smile: "I smell the smell, Daddy He boiled porridge, right?" Just take the porridge, is it okay? After saying that, he also showed a greedy look like he wanted to eat.

He's swallowing saliva? How can a man make such an expression? Qian smiled and glared at him, he really couldn't stand it.

When Daddy He heard this, he immediately asked for money and Xiaoxiao followed him into the house, and then smiled and scooped two bowls of porridge from the pot on the table for them.

He didn't make a move, looking at the pile of rotten vegetable leaves in the bowl that couldn't be done, Qian Xiaoxiao was appetizing, but Yu Zhujun, who was sitting opposite him, ate with relish.

Daddy He looked at it with a smile on his face, and Yu Zhujun finally swallowed the bowl that Qian Xiaoxiao didn't want to eat.

"I'm dead, I'm dead, I still want to eat it." He hugged his stomach and laughed.

If he remembered correctly, Yu Zhujun had already drunk two large bowls of porridge before they came out, and the amount of food he ate on weekdays was less than his own, how could he suddenly become a starving ghost reincarnated at this time, not to mention, that porridge was not a mouth-watering delicacy at all.

Qian Xiaoxiao frowned, and couldn't stand it and went out to shovel the soil, but he didn't expect to see a bunch of familiar vegetable leaves piled up in the soil.

At this time, Father He also came to his side and said softly: "When you shovel the soil, you will go down with these unwanted vegetable leaves." ”

"Don't want vegetable leaves? This can't be eaten? He asked this because Yu Zhujun has been eating this kind of dish recently, and he only eats stems.

"It can be eaten, but it is bitter and astringent, and no one wants to eat it, but the stem is very replenishing, which can nourish the body and improve qi stagnation, and it is good to eat more."

Qian smiled and was stunned, and blurted out: "Is the little doctor very poor?" ”

Father He didn't understand this headless sentence very well, but when it came to the poverty of the little doctor, he knew a little bit about it, and said casually: "He is poor, very poor, it's not that he doesn't make money, after all, he is a doctor, and he has a lot of salary, plus many Yingying Yanyan came to him to see a doctor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a celebrity in the hospital." He sighed, and continued: "But his heart is too soft, and he often helps some poor families pay for medicinal materials, and Dr. Ouyang deducts everything, so he only gets a little money." ”

Father He continued, after Yu Zhujun finished his busy hospital, when he went home, a neighbor came to see him, and he didn't charge any money, so most of his food was sent by neighbors, but everyone was poor, how could he send anything good.

After hearing so much, Qian Xiaoxiao only thought about it, it turned out that no one was eating the leaves...... How could Yu Zhujun be so good to him?

He suddenly remembered that in fact, Yu Zhujun ate two legs of the chicken, but the leg meat was only the part that followed the chicken feet, and the rest of the large leg meat went into his stomach.

Suddenly, he had an epiphany, his eyes moved to the house to look at Yu Zhujun who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and then looked at Father He who walked over to find him with a smile, with a thoughtful face.

Yu Zhujun is good to everyone, and he tries his best to make others accept kindness without being humble or ashamed, everything is natural, as if both sides benefit each other, but in fact, he is the one who loses the most.

But is that right? In other words, he would definitely not do these "boring" things.

Therefore, he is even more sure that Yu Zhujun is a fool, a big fool who can only be good to others!

Yu Zhujun is indeed a big fool who can't take care of himself!

On this day, he sat in the hospital for most of the day, after noon, he went to the back hall to eat some food and began to feel uncomfortable, his pale face just got up from the chair, and he caught a glimpse of Ouyang Jinlei in the front clinic walking here.

It's miserable, he will definitely be scolded again! Yu Zhujun smiled bitterly.

Ouyang Jinlei is sixty years old, he is the owner of this medical hall, and he is also a doctor, he looks big-eared, round and chubby, as soon as he walked into the hall at the back of the medical hall, he saw that Yu Zhujun's handsome face was unusually pale, and he even saved his pulse and shouted: "Old. If you have made a mistake again, go and go, go home and rest! ”

"Uncle Ouyang, it's just old. Faults, can't kill people. He endured the pain and quipped.

Ouyang Jinlei gritted his teeth, pointed at his nose and yelled: "I really can't stand it, you are twenty years old, do you want to marry a wife to take care of me, let you live here as a righteous son for me, don't go back to that broken house every day, you don't want to." ”

Ouyang Jinlei is a loud voice, this shout, the first few doctors who were busy seeing patients in front of them also heard it, they all looked at each other and smiled, they heard that their ears were almost calloused, if Ouyang Jinlei didn't scold Yu Zhujun one day, it would be red rain in the world and iron trees would bloom.

Yu Zhujun knew that Ouyang Jinlei really cherished himself, so he comforted: "Okay, well, when the sun rises in the West Mountain, I will be your 'righteous son'." He smiled deliberately to accentuate those two words, but his lower abdomen became more and more uncomfortable, making him smile and pretending to say, "Okay, I'll go home and rest." ”