I always thought I was saving the world [fast time travel]

In the evening, Wen Shu closed the door of the small clinic and made dinner.Considering that Dao San was injured and physically weak, Wen Shu specially made some dishes that can invigorate the vitality and help the wound heal, and put some medicinal materials to cook a pot of pigeon soup. The pigeons were bought from the neighbor's aunt's house.

Dao San had injuries on his body, and the arrow wound on his back happened to be on his shoulder blades, and when he picked up the chopsticks, he would feel the pain if he moved a little more, but he could bear the pain, and he kept silent, and there was no sign of any wrongness in his movements.

But who is Wen Shu, he is no longer familiar with all the little expressions on the other person's face, so Wen Shu directly picked up a few chopsticks and piled them into the three bowls of knives, and complained: "Don't be brave when it hurts, you treat yourself as yourself. Tongskin and iron bones."

Dao San paused, only nodded and didn't speak, but then he didn't stretch his chopsticks far away. After the movement became smaller, the wound was less painful.

When Wen Shu saw that his bowl was empty, he would add more food for him, and he would eat whatever was in his bowl, which was easy to raise.

Dao San has a wonderful feeling, he is not pretentious, but he always feels that he is as old as Wen Shu, as if he has met and got along with him somewhere.For example, although he is not picky about food, all the dishes Wen Shujia gave him are suitable for his taste.

But Dao San didn't say anything, he observed silently and quietly.

The ancients rested at sunset, because lamp oil is also very expensive.After it was dark that day, Wen Shu and Dao San were also ready to rest.

Wen Shu first pointed to the bed and asked Dao San to lie on it, then took out the quilt that was received in the cabinet, and prepared to make a bed on the floor.

His movements were natural and quick, as if nothing was wrong.But Dao San frowned and disagreed.He said, "Wait."

Wen Shu turned his head: "Huh?"

Dao San: "Are you sleeping on the ground?"

Wen Shu laughed and said, "There's only one room at home. If I don't sleep on the floor, I'm going to sleep outside in the yard?"

Dao San's brows frowned even deeper, this was the widest expression Wen Shu had seen on his face all day, which made Wen Shu find it quite funny.

Dao San said without rebuttal: "You can't sleep on the ground."

Wen Shu was speechless: "You are an injured patient, don't try to change me to sleep on the floor, I don't agree. It's just sleeping on the floor for one night. I haven't taken care of it these days. I will find a carpenter to build another one at home tomorrow." A bed will do."

While talking, Wen Shu had already spread the quilt, and was about to get in, unexpectedly, Wen Shu didn't realize that his lover has always been an uncompromising master, and saw that guy standing up directly, making a gesture to pick up Wen Shu and put him on the bed. Hug to bed.

Dao San was still injured, Wen Shu didn't dare to move or let Dao San mess around, and hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Stop! I'm on the bed!"

Dao San stopped moving after hearing the words.Just looking at Wenshu, it seems that he will not give up until Wenshu goes to bed.

Wen Shu covered her face and gave up on herself: "It's still cold in late spring night, I don't sleep on the floor, and you are not allowed to sleep on the floor, sleep inside for me, lest I squeeze you out of bed, be careful not to let me touch the wound."

He wanted to be more reserved at first, and not to sleep on the same bed as soon as they met.Now it seems that old couples are so reserved!

Dao San may also know that Wen Shu will not allow him to object any more, so he obediently goes to bed and sleeps inside.Wen Shu put away the quilt on the ground, blew on the lamp, and climbed into bed.

The night blindfolds people's eyes and multiplies other sensations. The bed is covered with a quilt. The bed is not small enough to hold two people but it is not too big. With a little movement, you can touch the hot skin temperature.

Wen Shu was awkward, stiff for almost half an hour before finally being attacked by drowsiness, relaxed, and fell into a deep sleep.

He has long been used to sleeping next to the other party, and after he fell asleep, he habitually sticks to the other party's arms...

Dao San has not fallen asleep, he just closed his eyes.As a killer, he couldn't sleep with someone lying next to him.But he didn't say it, and he didn't know why he didn't say it.

After Wen Shu was pushed into his arms, the wound on his abdomen hurt a little, but he didn't push Wen Shu away.

He opened his eyes, he is a martial artist, his vision is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he can see things in the dark.Wen Shu fell asleep soundly, Dao San looked at his face, as if he didn't think about anything, but also seemed to think about a lot of things.

What kind of person is this?Seeing that he was clever, he took a man who didn't know the details and whereabouts to his home and stuffed him on the bed.

Such behavior is too suspicious, Dao San thought in his heart, but even if it was suspicious, he was unwilling to take any measures.

Dao San closed his eyes again.

The next day, Wen Shu really went to the carpenter to make a bed, the excuse was that he found a fellow to live in the small medical clinic.He couldn't hide Dao San in the house all the time, so he had to have a legitimate reasoning that would not arouse suspicion.

Of course, the bed will not be ready for you on the same day. They are all familiar neighbors on the same street. Wen Shu and the carpenter agreed to wait until they are ready before moving them.

Dao San's physique is unmatched by ordinary people.Within a few days, under the careful care of Wen Shu, the wound began to scab.After the wound scabbed over, Wen Shu didn't stick to him and didn't let him make big moves.So Dao San very consciously took over the heavy work of chopping firewood and moving medicine shelves at home.

At the same time, he also helped Wenshu to see a doctor.Wenshu always encounters some patients who are comatose or have limited mobility, and it becomes much easier with the help of Dao San.

So a few days later, everyone knew that there was a tall and strong doctor Fu Xiao in the small medical clinic, who worked quickly and looked a bit fierce.

In the past few days, Wen Shu has been so busy that his hands and feet feel numb.With the change of seasons, the number of patients with wind evil entering the body and suffering from colds suddenly increased.

Wen Shu worked in a research institute during his lifetime, and after hanging out with a bunch of old men for a long time, he developed a good habit of soaking goji berries in a thermos cup. He traveled around in various worlds, and some of his original habits were well preserved, such as sleeping Soak your feet before...

Of course, his lover also has to soak with him!

Hearing the book, he soaked his feet and sighed worriedly: "There are many people who are sick. This year's situation feels much worse than in previous years. The medicinal materials stored in advance are almost running out. I will find a time to go to the big pharmacy tomorrow. I'm afraid Things won't look good either. Alas—"

Dao San didn't know how to comfort him, he was a killer, and the matter of curing diseases and saving lives involved his blind spot.

The temperature of the water gradually became insufficient. Wen Shu took his feet out of the tub, making the sound of splashing water. He wiped his feet dry and put on his cotton-soled walking shoes.

"I don't want to, I don't even think about it, I can do what I can do. Go to bed!"

Dao San nodded, and went to pour water consciously.

Just after the two of them lay down, it was said that the bed that Wen Shu ordered had already been made, and it was arranged in the small cubicle behind the medicine cabinet in the main hall of the medical center in front, but Dao San didn't want to sleep anywhere, so Wen Shu could do whatever he wanted, snickering Don't break his mind.

When the two were sleepy, there was an urgent knock on the door outside the medical hall, and there was a series of mournful cries: "Doctor! Doctor! Open the door, please save my child, save me!" child!"

Wen Shu woke up suddenly, put on his outer robe in a trance, ran outside with his shoes on, Dao San turned over and got out of bed, and followed behind him.

The author has something to say: I’m going to stay up late tonight and cry—thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

1 bottle of Lukuku;

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