The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

"Go to bed quickly, won't you go to work tomorrow?"

Meng Wantang opened the cabinet, took out a pillow and stuffed it into Feng Dongyang's arms.

"I won't take you there. If you turn left at this door, there is the small door at the back."

Meng Wantang said, pushing the person out and closing the door.

Feng Dongyang was stunned for a long time.

He raised his hand to knock on the door and enter, but after hesitating, he put his hand down.

He knew Meng Wantang had good intentions.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going to drive the tractor in, otherwise it will block other people's roads if it is left outside."

"it is good."

Meng Wantang responded without opening the door.

Feng Dongyang took the pillow to the hut at the back. The windows of the hut were very high and very small.

The kang inside is not big, but it is more than enough to sleep three children or two adults.

There is a bedding on it.

He touched the kang and it was still warm.

Feng Dongyang was stunned instantly.

After thinking about it for a while, he realized that the Kang in Lu Qingye's house was not next to the window, but to the north. Coincidentally, this small house is only separated from the main house by a wall.

The two beds are connected together.

There is a fire in the kang in the main room, and the kang here is also warm.

If you feel that the kang here is still cold, you can add some more firewood and burn it alone.

This cabin is not cold at all.

Feng Dongyang put down the pillow and went outside to drive in the tractor.

As soon as he parked his car, he saw Meng Wan Tang coming out of it. She was holding a broken kang mat in her hand.

There was also a torn quilt that was burnt in some places.

"Cover the car first, otherwise if it snows at night, you won't be able to drive tomorrow morning."

Meng Wantang had already started to cover the front of the car as he spoke.

Feng Dongyang hurriedly stepped forward to help.

The two people worked much faster. It didn't take long to cover the car and weigh it down with rocks before entering the house.

"There is hot water in the pot. This is the wash basin. This is the foot basin. I have put the towel for wiping your feet on the bench for you. If you need anything, just come and call me."

After entering the house, Meng Wantang warned Feng Dongyang.

"Sister-in-law, you don't have to worry about me. If anything happens, just call me."

Feng Dongyang didn't want to trouble Meng Wantang. Besides, he had lived in places a hundred times more difficult than this.

I also slept in a bridge cave while performing my mission.

Not so pretentious.

But when living in someone else's house, you first need to keep it clean, or at least be hygienic.

Feng Dongyang washed his face and feet, then went back to his room to sleep.

Meng Wantang didn't go out when she heard the commotion outside. She took Lu Qingye's temperature again.

Lu Qingye has been suffering from recurring fevers.

It was 39 for a while, 38 for a while, and finally reached 37. After two hours, it became 39 degrees again.

Meng Wantang looked at the man lying on the kang with a pale face, thinking that he was unknown but supported the family. No matter what she decided, he would support her.

In this strange era and strange world, Lu Qingye gave her enough confidence and enough freedom.

If Lu Qingye hadn't been sick, she might never have been able to understand her own heart.

"I don't even ask you what kind of dangerous job you are doing. But you also have to protect yourself? You said you are lying here without knowing whether you are alive or dead. Do you believe in my medical skills or do you not want your identity to be exposed? ?”

Meng Wantang really couldn't sleep, so she talked to Lu Qingye.

"As long as you are safe, I won't care about you hiding so many things from me."

"Don't think that I don't know why you want to hide the fact that you have a bankbook and real public funds from me."

"It's rare for two people to be confused when they live together. There is no need to be particularly serious about some things."

"But if you don't wake up, then I'm going to be more serious."

Meng Wantang took out the thermometer.

Lu Qingye started to burn again.

She went to the yard and opened her lunch box. The water in the lunch box was only covered with a thin layer of ice.

She came in with two lunch boxes, wrapped them in towels, and placed the lunch boxes under the curve of Lu Qingye's thighs.

She kept changing the towel on her forehead.

It was only in the morning that Lu Qingye completely retreated.

Meng Wantang was very cautious. The first thing he said after seeing Lu Qingye woke up was: "You are safe at home now. I treated your injury. Don't talk now. I will give you the medicine. You take it first." One grain."

Lu Qingye's throat hurt and he couldn't speak.

Hearing Meng Wantang's words, he closed his eyes in relief.

"I'll help you up and drink the medicine first."

Meng Wantang put the medicine to Lu Qingye's mouth. Lu Qingye opened his mouth. She put the medicine into his mouth and accidentally touched his lips with her fingers.

Lu Qingye slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and held her wrist: "Did it scare you?"

Meng Wantang was not ordinary frightened.

She was a little speechless.

"Don't you feel bitter in your mouth? Drink the medicine first before talking."

Meng Wantang felt uncomfortable listening to his broken gong-like voice.

After Lu Qingye drank the medicine, he drank half a glass of water.

The warm water passed through my throat, and my throat didn't hurt so much anymore.

Lu Qingye was lying on the pillow, seeing Meng Wantang's dark circles under her eyes, and pulled her hand distressedly: "I'm fine, come up and sleep for a while. Don't worry about me, I know my body. It's completely healed." .”

"Are you the doctor, or am I the doctor?"

Meng Wantang didn't want to tell how many times this man had a fever last night before it went away.

Even though I don't have a high fever now, if I hadn't taken antipyretics just now, I'm afraid the fever would have started again in three hours.

"Are you hungry? There is still food in the pot. If you are hungry, I will get you something to eat?"

Before Lu Qingye could say anything, his stomach growled first.

Meng Wantang raised her eyebrows: "It seems that you are in good health. Most people are injured and have no appetite at all after waking up."

Lu Qingye: "..."

Meng Wantang stood up and brought out the steamed eggs and two bowls of porridge.

After the steamed eggs were steamed last night, Meng Wantang put them on the pot lid.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingye didn't wake up that night.

When she went out just now, she heated it up again. Not very hot, just the right temperature.

Lu Qingye leaned on the pillow, with no strength in his hands. He had no choice but to eat with his bowl, which was fed by Meng Wantang.

Lu Qingye watched Meng Wantang give him all the steamed eggs, but he didn't eat a bite. He frowned and said, "I drink porridge, and I don't want to eat steamed eggs anymore."

Meng Wantang could see through his mind at a glance.

"Don't worry, although I don't eat steamed eggs, I do have boiled eggs. This is for your body. Eat it quickly. After eating, absorb it well and strive for a speedy recovery."

Although Meng Wantang's voice was cold, it was quite reliable and warm.

Meng Wantang also had no appetite and only ate a bowl of porridge and an egg.

Lu Qingye also had a poor appetite, so he ate a small bowl of porridge and a large bowl of steamed eggs.

"I feel too light." Lu Qingye said.

Meng Wantang looked at him with a complicated expression: "Being lighter will help the recovery of the wound. But I think you are right about one thing."

"what?"

Lu Qingye was confused.

Meng Wantang: "Your physical fitness is indeed quite good. Ordinary patients don't have the appetite you have."

Lu Qingye raised his eyebrows: "My other appetites are also quite good, do you want to feel them?"