Jiang Qian put his shirt in the stream and washed it, rinsed the blood on it and propped it aside with a bamboo pole, the trousers on his body were also wet, she was afraid that he would continue to catch a cold if he stuck to his body, so after a little entanglement, she also took off his trousers.

Anyway, in the dreams of her previous life, she had seen it countless times.

But Rao has seen it countless times, Lu Qingshi at this time is only twenty years old, and the eyebrows are more mature and stable than before, a little more youthful and clear, she is not completely familiar with him like this, and when she rinsed the blood stains on her trousers and hung them on the bamboo pole, the blush on her face has not faded.

It was dark early in the mountains, and in the evening, the sky was gloomy, and he and she had nothing to keep out the cold, so Jiang Qian took off his skirt and hugged him with his small body, using his body to warm him.

It's like in the cave under the cliff of the hundred zhang mountain in the previous life.

She knew that he would not wake up, and naturally she would not reprimand her for her absurdity, and in her dreams, she had already been his wife, and the lingering love of husband and wife had been done countless times, and it was natural for her to go on a skin-to-skin relationship with him.

Her head rested on his uninjured shoulder, and she slept with him, she felt the temperature of his embrace, his even breathing, the night continued to darken, the moonlight fell shallowly, she just quietly looked at his sleeping appearance, and did not dare to fall asleep.

Because she is afraid of waking up, this is just a false dream, if God really has mercy on her, please let her indulge in this dream forever, and never let her wake up again.

Jiang Qian thought about it, tears wet her eyes again, she lowered her eyes, her little face pressed against his shoulder, and she cried silently.

The sad days had passed for too long, and her heart was used to numbness, and she didn't dare to expect anything, and when her mood calmed down, she slowly raised her head, leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

His lips were slightly cold, soft, and the same feeling as in his memory, the girl's soft red lips touched his, and the moment the lips met, her breathing became uncontrollably short, and her little hands held his still cold face, bowed her head, and kissed her deeper.

Her fingertips trembled violently, her eyelashes also kept trembling, crystal tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, dripping on his clear and pale face, at this moment, their breaths were entangled, their lips and teeth were intertwined, and their heartbeats were also melted together.

She didn't know how long she had been looking forward to it, how long she had been waiting, those endless waiting and tormenting in her dreams, every moonrise and sunset, when she missed her bones, he never knew how much she missed him, how much she wanted to be like this, to be able to see him, to be able to kiss him sincerely.

"Brother......" When she spoke again, she was already choked up to the point that she couldn't cry, her lips kissed him stubbornly, even though she knew that he couldn't respond to her, her voice was dyed with deep tears, "Please don't leave me again......"

Lu Qingshi did not wake up.

Jiang Qian cried for a while, until he was tired of crying, and then continued to shrink into his arms, hugging him tightly with his small body. 818

Lu Qingshi's physical condition was similar to what she expected, in the middle of the night, the fever got up, fortunately, Jiang Qian was a doctor, she barely slept in the second half of the night, boiled hot water several times, and fed him anti-inflammatory Chinese herbs, he couldn't drink it, so she took the medicine in her mouth, and forcibly poured it into him mouth after mouth. m.

Tossed until the sky was slightly bright, and Lu Qingshi's fever slowly receded.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Jiang Qian helped him put on his clothes before he woke up.

"Brother, do you want to drink water?"

The girl's slightly immature timbre slowly sounded in his ears, and he had a fever in the middle of the night, and the fatigue of his body made him react a little sluggishly, and when Lu Qingshi opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Qian holding a small tile from nowhere, looking at him with a clear spring in his hand.

He looked at her for a while, saw the dark green under her eyes, and then found that the wound on his shoulder was covered with herbs, his gunshot wound had been a few days, the infection was very serious, and the fever could rise and go down overnight, she must have taken care of him all night.

There were three extinguished fires around him, a clay pot filled with water was steaming, the fragrance of fresh herbs overflowed, and he could smell dandelion and Xanthella fungus, as well as several other Chinese medicines that were compatible.

Lu Qingshi took the tile in her hand, the clear spring entered his throat, and he asked her, "How can you recognize these pharmacology at such a young age?" ”

Jiang Qian looked at him.

At that moment, she didn't know how to answer him.

If she had said that he had taught her all her healing skills, he would have suspected that she was a liar.

She was silent for two seconds, and the corners of her lips slowly pulled out a bitter smile, "My family lives near here, there are many of these herbs in the mountains, and people in the village like to use these when they have headaches and brain fever, brother, I shouldn't use them wrong, right?" ”

Lu Qingshi looked at the wry smile between her eyebrows, although the girl in front of her was young, but he couldn't see the innocence and immaturity in her eyes, some only had calmness beyond her peers and a kind of melancholy that he couldn't speak, especially when she looked at him, those beautiful fawn eyes seemed to be always reluctant to move away, and it seemed that tears would flow immediately.

Lu Qingshi didn't know why.

For a moment, he even wondered if they had met before.

But he knew it couldn't be.

The girl has professional bandaging techniques and skillful means of taking care of people, and she should be a child of a poor family in a nearby village, and she is just a premature leader.

"You didn't use it wrong, these herbs are very suitable for treating acute inflammation caused by trauma," Lu Qingshi's voice was gentle, and his clear gaze fell on her face, "Thank you for saving me, the people around me will come over soon, where do you live, I will let someone send you back." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Qian heard the voices of people coming from the other side of the valley.

Realizing that he was going to leave so soon, Jiang Qian was not mentally prepared, and suddenly became at a loss, his small hand held his hand tightly, and Lu Qingshi looked at her in surprise.

Jiang Qian tried hard to suppress the tears in her eyes, but the separation was imminent, she really couldn't make any disguise, and the palm of her hand held his hand tighter and tighter, "Brother, your injury is important, you must recuperate well when you go back, you must remember, my name is Jiang Qian, my family lives in Lotus Village, when your injury is healed, you will come back to me, okay?" ”

She was breathing tremblingly, looking at him with tears in her eyes, like a kitten who was afraid of being abandoned by her owner, afraid that he would not agree, and the clear tears fell pitifully, "Or you take me away, and I will follow you in the future, take care of you, and stay by your side forever, okay?" ”