"A girl's house, the wound is there, and she has been seen again, it's really pitiful!"

Lao Langzhong probably heard the sound, and walked over with the medicine basket in his arms.

"You...... I'll marry her. ”

Xiao Jue was so blushing by what he said that he said hesitantly.

"If you want to marry, other girls may not be willing to marry?"

The old man said this coldly, Xiao Jue heard it, and his face suddenly turned white again.

Thinking about what the wood looks like, it's really not necessarily, besides, her eyes are always on her senior brother.

Xiao Jue thought of this and began to be unhappy.

"There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of those who have a heart!"

Lao Langzhong looked at the pouring rain outside and said something.

"I think at the beginning, my old lady, but everyone's young lady, just because she glanced at my elegant figure on the Shangyuan Festival, her love is deep-rooted! Originally, I was an apprentice, she was just a young lady, and the door was not right, but in the end, ...... We're still together, until now. ”

The old man said, his cheeks were still a little red.

Xiao Jue looked at him, and was speechless for a moment, someone praised himself like this, but after thinking about it, he was cheering him up, and in the end, he was not good at saying something.

"When I get back, make her some ointment, and there will be no scars after wiping it."

The old man sat there and whispered again.

Thanks to this little girl for saving him, otherwise he would have really lost this old bone here.

It's okay to live so long and die, but the old woman of their family, what can they do!?

"Good!"

Xiao Jue nodded, although she knew that she was a healer herself, but healers don't heal themselves.

"Cold—"

As the two were talking, they heard Jimo Muyin, who was lying on his lap, suddenly murmuring.

While she said that it was cold, she also drilled into Xiao Jue's arms, because that is where the warmth lies.

Seeing her squeezing into her arms, Xiao Jue also hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Cold-"

However, Jimo Muyin still kept shouting cold.

"What's wrong with her??"

Xiao Jue asked Lao Langzhong anxiously.

"It's hot!"

Lao Langzhong took a look, and hurriedly rummaged in the medicine basket for a while, found a herb, and pounded it in it with a medicine jar and a medicine pestle.

It wasn't until the herb had completely turned into medicinal mud that he stopped, picked up the medicinal mud, and applied it to Jimo Muyin's forehead.

The cold touch, even Mo Muyin's frowning brows, also slowly relaxed.

Xiao Jue looked at Jimo Muyin's little face silently, looked at her little hands, and clutched his sleeves tightly.

Outside, lightning and thunder were still roaring, and the heavy rain was still washing the ground.

Xiao Jue completely forgot the location of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

After a few hours, the rain outside stopped, and it was dark.

Probably washed by heavy rain, the stars in the sky were unusually bright, twinkling and twinkling.

Jimo Muyin, who was lying in Xiao Jue's arms, also opened his eyes slightly.

She blinked, seeing that she was completely held in Xiao Jue's arms, and then her own hand was tightly wrapped around his waist.

She quickly pushed him away, but the force was too great.

The wound in his chest ached.

"Shhhh

She snorted, covered her chest with her hands, and saw that she was wearing Xiao Jue's clothes again.