"Don't move, I'll help you."

Ye Xiuyan didn't know what he was thinking, so she ran into the stream with a shallow splash and gradually approached him.

Lin Jingcheng inexplicably felt that the voice was a little familiar, turned his head sensitively, and his blurred vision was facing a pair of smart black eyes.

A little girl with a hat!

He blinked his eyelids blankly, his pupils gradually became focused, and there was a burst of surprise at the tip of his heart.

What a coincidence!

It was her.

Less than two days later, we met again.

"Your ribs are broken, you can't move, and your bones will be in trouble if they pierce your internal organs."

Ye Xiuyan waded through the knee-deep stream, and when she came closer, she could see his injury at a glance.

She whispered, tugging at his clothes with both hands, and dragged the man ashore with all her might.

"Sss

Even though she was very careful, Lin Jingcheng still took a deep breath in pain.

"Do you have a first aid elixir?"

Ye Xiuyan touched his broken ribs, and her eyebrows tightened.

"Yes."

Lin Jingcheng stared at her for a few seconds, his heart moved slightly, and a series of white jade vials flew out of the storage ring.

"It's good to have."

Ye Xiuyan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the cork in turn, and raised it to the tip of her nose to sniff lightly.

Lin Jingcheng looked at her silently, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The nine-year-old little girl from the fisherman's family, even if she knows some medical skills, knows how to use first aid, and knows the elixir, it is too magical.

Ye Xiuyan didn't know what he was thinking, so from the large number of medicine bottles, she selected the elixir that restored spiritual power and qi and blood, and stuffed it into his mouth one by one.

"You're not lightly injured, you need to heal as soon as possible, let's sleep for a while."

After he swallowed it, he stuffed another pill with an anesthetic effect and lit his sleeping hole.

Careless.

The little girl really understands the elixir.

Lin Jingcheng only had time to complain, but he had already closed his eyes and fell into a deep coma.

*

When he woke up again, it was getting dark, and the two had already returned to Longquan Village.

Looking blankly at the unfamiliar room for a few seconds, he woke up and subconsciously touched his left ribs.

The broken rib had been put back in place, the wound was smeared with elixir, and the outside was wrapped in bandages.

"You're awake."

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Ye Xiuyan walked in with chicken soup and looked at him with a look of surprise.

"Little sister, where is this?"

He gasped weakly, his throat hoarse and unpleasant.

"My home."

Ye Xiuyan didn't wait for him to continue asking, and explained with a smile: "It was my mother who found someone to pull you back with a cart." ”

"Ahem."

Lin Jingcheng automatically brain-filled the swill cart at the door of the mansion, and two cold sweats dripped from the back of his head.

"Drink some chicken soup, my mother specially boiled it for you."

Ye Xiuyan smiled, put the tray in front of the bed, picked up a small jar, lifted the lid, and the rich aroma of chicken soup came to her nose.

"Gollum."

Lin Jingcheng's stomach screamed twice very appropriately.

"Drink."

Ye Xiuyan held back a smile and handed him the crockpot: "It's not hot anymore." ”

"Thank you."

Lin Jingcheng leaned on the head of the bed, took the crockpot, raised it to his lips and took a sip.

The chicken soup was delicious, and he narrowed his eyes and gasped for breath in comfort.

"Is it good?"

Ye Xiuyan sat on the chair and looked at him with a smile on her little face.

"It's delicious."

Lin Jingcheng was truly amazed.

Xu was hungry, and he felt that the can of chicken soup in his hand was even better than the chef in the imperial dining room.

Ye Xiuyan smelled the fragrance of chicken soup and deliberately reminded: "My mother spent fifty yuan to exchange a chicken with Aunt Zhang and boil chicken soup for you." ”