After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Wen Baizhi kept staring at Si Jiu's face and found a small wound on the lip he had bitten before.

"I don't know why he always gets himself hurt. It's really heartbreaking."

Wen Baizhi found the bottle of ointment that Si Jiu had been carrying with him before, which she had given him.

She opened the ointment and found that due to frequent use in the past few days, the ointment was slowly running out.

She scooped up some ointment with her index finger and carefully applied it on Si Jiu's lips.

Si Jiu felt a strange touch in his sleep and frowned slightly.

Wen Baizhi said: "Your lips are so dry and hurt, I don't know how you can bear it."

Hearing her voice, Si Jiu relaxed his frown with relief.

Of course, Wen Baizhi didn’t see these.

After applying the ointment, Wen Baizhi reached out and touched his abdomen again.

I found it was still cold there.

She couldn't help but think that it was only late autumn now, what would Si Jiu do if the coming winter was even colder.

She thought of the hot water bottles she used in modern life, and thought that perhaps she could find some other materials that could hold hot water and provide warmth.

She had even thought of making some pads to tie around Si Jiu's knees.

She has always been a person of action, and she will do whatever she thinks of.

She tucked the quilt in for Si Jiu and went out to discuss these matters with Cui Zhi.

Little did she know that Si Jiu struggled to wake up just a moment after she left.

Si Jiu has always slept little. In the past, he would only have precious sleep when Wen Baizhi was by his side and he had an incomparable sense of security.

Even if he was in pain, as long as Wen Baizhi was not by his side, he would wake up no matter how much pain it was.

When he woke up, he found no one in the tent.

When his stomach disease attacked before, what Wen Baizhi said seemed like a dream and he couldn't confirm it.

He began to doubt whether Wen Baizhi had said those words to him.

He was even more afraid that she would dislike him because of such trouble.

Otherwise, why didn't he see her after he opened his eyes tonight?

He hastily put on some clothes and was about to get up to look for her.

Ping'an was sent to Rong Heng to boil medicine, so when Si Jiu left the tent, he only saw some young eunuchs who were very respectful to him.

No one dared to come forward to ask him or help him.

Si Jiu walked and rested like this, squatting down from time to time and pressing his hands on his abdomen to suppress the sharp pain in his stomach.

His thought became just one.

That is to find Wen Baizhi no matter what.

He could no longer bear Wen Baizhi not being by his side, even for a moment.

He remembered that Cuizhi's tent was not far away.

But it took him almost half an hour to walk this short distance.

He is too tired.

Just when he felt his body was about to collapse and faint.

He successfully arrived outside Cuizhi's tent.

Through the curtain, he heard the voices of two people talking in the tent.

To be precise, it was Wen Baizhi who was speaking alone.

"This cushion can't be made too big, otherwise it will be discovered when tied to the knee."

"But we have to make it soft enough. We can stuff more cotton in the middle. Si Jiu is thin, so it shouldn't be noticeable when we tie him up."

"Tomorrow you will go to Ping An and give him the pattern of the glass bottle I drew. Ask him to find a craftsman to polish the bottle according to this pattern."

"There's nothing else to say. I'll go back first. I'll trouble you with the rest, Cuizhi."

Cuizhi replied: "I have taken note of what you said, and I will definitely live up to your trust."

Wen Baizhi was very satisfied: "You are so clever and skillful. When we return to Kyoto, I will definitely open a shop for you and promote your craftsmanship in Kyoto."

Cuizhi said shyly: "Cuizhi's craftsmanship is just crude and not worthy of being presented on the stage."

Wen Baizhi said, "What are you talking about? How do you know you can't do it when you haven't even tried? If I say you can do it, then you can do it. At worst, you can just start over. It's no big deal."

"I won't tell you anymore. Come to me tomorrow if you have any questions."

As he spoke, he heard the sound of Wen Baizhi standing up.

Si Jiu’s first reaction was to go back quickly, and before she went back, she lay down in the same place where she was lying before.

But he overestimated his body.

It took all his strength to make it here.

He stumbled just turning around.

Let’s go, we can’t stop here, we can’t let her see me in this miserable state again.

Go faster, go faster.

The more anxious Si Jiu became, the weaker his legs became.

He even broke out in a cold sweat.

He was kneeling on the ground at the moment, he was so desperate that he wanted to die on the spot.

There was a sound of a curtain being opened from behind.

Soon there was the sound of approaching footsteps.

After being with Wen Baizhi for a long time, Si Jiu had already engraved her footsteps in his heart.

She always walks so lightly.

The footsteps stopped not far behind him.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The pain in his stomach became even worse, and it seemed as if it was about to pierce his abdomen.

He looked at his mud-covered hands pressed to the ground in despair.

The last thing he had in mind was not wanting to faint in front of her.

He was afraid of scaring her.

As soon as Wen Baizhi came out, she saw Si Jiu.

She guessed that Si Jiu appeared here at this moment because she was not there, and he came out to look for her.

Being needed by someone at this moment, Wen Baizhi actually felt a secret pleasure in her heart.

But soon she discovered that something was wrong with Si Jiu.

Although we were in the fields during the autumn harvest, many lanterns were lit outside each tent.

So she could see Si Jiu trembling.

She stopped three steps behind him.

She wanted to wait for Si Jiu to try to get up by himself first, and if he couldn't, she would go forward to help him.

Sure enough, Si Jiu's back, which had always been straight, became more and more bent.

Until the entire upper body is bent together.

She thought something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to stand in front of him.

She squatted down to check on him.

Just as she was about to touch Si Jiu's shoulder, she saw him raise one of his hands and stand between the two of them.

She was puzzled: "Zijin?"

Si Jiu's entire body was shaking, including his raised hand.

He trembled and shivered, and said, "I can do it myself. Don't, don't help me."

Wen Baizhi knew that he was being dragged down by his own self-esteem again.

So she didn't insist, and stood up and said, "Okay, you said you can do it, then get up now, I won't care about you."

When Si Jiu heard what she said, he suddenly felt extremely sad.

How he wanted to hold her legs at this moment, lean himself on them, and draw strength from her.

But he couldn't, he had already said something that made her angry.

He always irritated her like this.

I know she hates to hear these words the most, and she has taught me so many times.

Si Jiu gritted his teeth, held back his tears, supported himself on the ground, and stood up shakily like a tumbler.

Of course Wen Baizhi would not ignore him, but she knew that many things could not be taken initiative by her.

Just like now, she can give Si Jiu all the self-esteem he wants.

But she would still help him when he couldn't hold on.

For nothing else.

Just because he is Si Zijin.