Liu Zheng adjusted his breathing again and again, and finally felt that his heartbeat was normal. Looking back again, Song Yan was sitting on the pillow with an innocent face, trying to look at her with wide eyes. Seeing that she didn't speak, he asked in confusion, "You won't eat me again?" ”

Liu Zheng wiped his hands dry and fanned his face with a hand fan, the room was too stuffy. Liu Zheng pointed at his waist: "Untie it yourself, otherwise I won't be able to give you medicine." ”

Song Yan looked down, and his face burned like fire. He grasped the knot of his coat and untied it slowly.

Liu Zheng brought the medicine and gauze given by Feng Ce to the bedside table, ready to use it for a while. It was getting darker and darker, and one lamp was not enough, so she lit three more and placed them in a few corners, and the room suddenly became much brighter. By the time she got back to the bed, he had untied his coat, but he was still holding on to the hem and wouldn't let go.

Liu Zheng was about to take his hand away, and he suddenly solemnly shook her wrist: "Zheng." ”

"Huh?"

He pressed her hand towards his wound, regardless of the blood that was still oozing out: "My love is not dirty, you touch it, it is not dirty." ”

The more he spoke, the more sad he became, and his nasal voice became thicker: "You love me, I'll give you everything, whatever you do to me, you love me." ”

Liu Zheng's fingers curled slightly, trying to take it back, but he grabbed it too tightly. She knew he was still sad about yesterday's conversation...... Liu Zheng was made guilty by him, looked at him for a while, took the initiative to hug him, patted his shoulder blade and said, "Don't be sad." ”

Liu Zheng is not good at comforting people, and some words lingered in her heart several times before she could hesitate to say it: "Of course there are many people in this world who love you, you don't have to ask anyone." ”

As soon as she was hugged, Song Yan didn't dare to move. He gently rested his chin on her shoulder, feeling her temperature, reluctant to let go. He gradually calmed down from her stiff coaxing: "Do you love me?" ”

Of course not, she couldn't love someone as easily as he did. If it weren't for the fact that he was pitifully ill and really felt guilty about him, Liu Zheng would not have been able to take care of him so well for half a day.

Liu Zheng said ambiguously: "Okay, you're injured, let me help you treat the wound first." ”

"It's so sad, it's so sad, I'm going to die." Song Yan let go of her hand, covered her heart and said, "It hurts, it hurts." ”

"Don't press it, the more you press it, the more it hurts." Liu Zheng grabbed his hand, he wanted to hide, she couldn't help but tone fiercely, "Don't move!" ”

Song Yan looked at her and let go of his hand. You don't have to look to know how aggrieved his eyes are, Liu Zheng avoided his gaze and directly stripped off his shirt. He really didn't move anymore, letting himself be peeled clean by her like a lychee. He couldn't bear to be shy, and tilted his head to hide his face in the pillow.

Liu Zheng was still seriously cleaning his wounds, but he made him want to laugh, and he didn't know that she thought she was going to do something terrible against his will. Why didn't you see him so shy when he was sober that time?

Liu Zheng smiled, brought the oil lamp, and reflected it on his chest to observe the wound. The hairpin was bald enough and not too deep, but no one could medicate him, and he kept curling up or pressing it regardless of the need, so he couldn't stop the bleeding. Liu Zheng glanced at him, untied his purse and took out a piece of candy, pinched his cheeks to force him to open his mouth, and stuffed the sugar in: "It hurts a little, you bear with it." ”

Song Yan swallowed the sugar and nodded obediently.

Liu Zheng half-circled his wound with the tiger's mouth, brought a new handkerchief to wipe off the blood around him, and then dipped a cotton handkerchief in a little white wine, and gently rubbed the wound back and forth. The muscles between Song Yan's chest and abdomen tensed several times, and he couldn't help but hold her shoulder, and he was afraid of hurting her, so he only clenched his hand into a fist and pressed it. Liu Zheng was injured a lot when he was a child, and he has experience in dealing with wounds, as long as it is not too serious, he dares to clean it up, but at this moment he is inexplicably a little nervous. She threw the purse to him: "Take it yourself and eat it." ”

She continued to bury her head in dressing him, and when she was done, she looked for gauze to wrap around. The zithers that were originally wrapped around his back were also cut off, and after a little look, most of the whiplash wounds were scabbed off except for a small part of the cracking, and they were no longer shocking, and it should not be long before they were healed.

After dealing with it almost, Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, got out of bed and washed his hands, wiped the sweat on his face, and straightened his clothes and hair. Looking back, Song Yan had already eaten all the candy in her purse, and her cheeks were bulging. She shouted outside, "Grandma, bring some food." ”

The door opened immediately, Feng Ce rushed to Song Yan, and when he saw his state, his footsteps quickly stopped, and his eyebrows suddenly jumped twice. Wang Chucui saw that Liu Zheng was fine, and Song Yan's injuries were also taken care of, patted her on the shoulder and told her to rest, and left the matter of feeding food and medicine to her and Feng Ce. Liu Zheng felt that it was uncomfortably hot in this room, and he really didn't want to stay longer, so he was about to leave.

"Don't go, Zheng, don't go." Song Yan called her pitifully, "I hurt so much." ”

Feng Ce stood between them embarrassedly: "Lady Liu, don't worry, the master is just a little unconscious now...... Leave it to me! ”

Liu Zheng didn't dare to look back, and quickly let her grandmother hide her and leave. When he went out, he could vaguely hear Song Yan stubbornly shouting something inside, and Feng Ce tried his best to persuade this and that. Liu Zheng went to the kitchen to take a look, and there was water boiling on both large stoves. The willow kite was moved to the water room hot and cold, ready to take a bath.

After hurriedly taking a shower and changing clothes, Liu Zheng wrapped his hair and went upstairs. Grandma had already closed the doors and windows for her and lit the incense to repel mosquitoes, but Liu Zheng was so hot that she opened the window and closed the screen, holding a fan and fanning it non-stop. After fanning for a while, she didn't think the wind was too little, so she changed to a big fan and continued to fan.

She noticed that her heart was beating a little abnormally, and when she touched her face, her face was also hot, probably because she had just been steamed with hot water in the bath. Liu Zheng walked back and forth, looked at his hands at the light, and instantly thought that these hands had almost touched Song Yan just now. Song Yanhe...... Liu Zheng bit his lip and clenched his palm hard, wanting to erase the moment when his fingertips were burned from his memory, but the more he tried to get rid of it, the clearer that scene became.

Liu Zheng took a sharp breath at the window, and the cicadas outside were still screaming loudly, making people feel upset.

Wang Chucui shouted to her below: "Zheng, Zheng, you better come down......"

"What's wrong?" Liu Zheng immediately leaned over and asked.

"He won't drink the medicine! Unexpectedly, Song Guanye is usually mighty, and it is more difficult to coax him when he is sick than a child, and Feng Junye can't help it. ”

Liu Zheng went downstairs and hesitated for a while when he arrived at the door of the guest room before pushing it in. Feng Ce took the medicine, so he almost knelt down and begged him to drink it, but Song Yan hugged the pillow and didn't look at it. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Yan's eyes lit up: "Zheng Zheng ......"

Liu Zheng stepped forward silently: "Why doesn't he drink it?" ”

"The master has been afraid of bitterness since he was a child, and he usually drags it out and is reluctant to drink, and he secretly poured the medicine several times and lied to me that I was done drinking." Feng Ce brought the medicine to Liu Zheng, and said embarrassedly, "Liu Niangzi, you can do me a favor, he only listens to you now." ”

Liu Zheng glanced at the black and slimy medicinal juice, then looked at Song Yan, and asked Feng Ce: "What is his situation...... Is it a stubborn disease in the mother's womb? Is it like this every time? ”

"No, no, it's only after the age of three, and it's not like a child every time. In the past two days, he has been a little more stimulated. Feng Ce didn't want to tell the story of the master's falling out with the family, and said euphemistically, "Mrs. Liu will treat him as a child and coax him for the time being, and after coaxing him, don't pay attention to him, drink the medicine and sleep, it should be normal tomorrow." ”

"After that, do you remember what happened today?"

"I should remember...... cough, anyway, it's himself who will lose face at that time, Liu Niangzi, just don't worry about it. ”

Wang Chucui shook his head and smiled: "Song Guanye's face is thinner than the girl's family, and when he remembers it Ming'er, this is not his life." ”

Feng Ce scratched his head vigorously, so embarrassed that he wanted to scratch the back of his head. If I knew that he would become like this, it would be better to knock him out and throw him to the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment......

Liu Zheng sat on the edge of the bed and handed the medicine directly to Song Yan's mouth: "Drink it." ”

Song Yan looked at the medicine aggrievedly, then at her, and shook his head.

"Why don't you drink it?"

"It's useless to drink it, I'm in so much pain, it hurts all the time." Song Yan pressed his left chest helplessly, "No matter how good I am, you don't love me or don't want me, I want to die, I want to die anyway."

"If you don't drink it...... I'll sell you. Liu Zheng threatened, "Drink or not?" ”

Song Yan didn't know when he quietly tugged at her sleeve and looked at her over and over again: "It's okay to say that you love me, and it's okay to lie to me." I'm a good liar. ”

Feng Ce interrupted urgently: "Master, what are you talking about......

"If you drink it, I'll say it, if you don't drink it, I won't say it." Liu Zheng pushed the cold medicine bowl in front of him again, "Do you want to drink it?" ”

Song Yan held the bowl, stopped talking nonsense, his eyes were fixed on Liu Zheng, without blinking, and raised his hand to drink not a drop of the medicinal juice. He returned the medicine bowl to her and carefully shook her shoulder: "Say you love Amo...... Please. ”

Liu Zheng put the bowl aside, and wanted to take his hand away and turn around and walk directly, but when he was about to get up, he found that his sleeve was clenched tightly by him.

Looking back at his face, he looked like he was about to cry, his eyes watery, the tip of his nose and cheeks flushed. In the unclear light, it looks more like a child who has been deceived and wronged.

Liu Zheng opened his mouth, and his face was rarely red. She looked at Wang Chucui, Wang Chucui avoided her gaze, and obviously didn't know what to do.

Liu Zheng was difficult to speak, and Song Yan increased his strength and pulled her back. He lay on her shoulder like a cat and a dog: "Amo, please, Zheng, please...... Love me and love me. ”

Liu Zheng tilted his face to avoid him, but accidentally saw a tooth-like scar on his left arm. She touched it and asked, "Who bit this?" ”

"Mother bites." Song Yan stretched out his hand and gently hugged the side of her neck, "You can bite if you want, I'll give you a bite." ”

Liu Zheng lowered his eyes, turned his face to look at him, and saw his eyelashes stretched by the light. His ears were on her lips.