Song Mingzhe took a breath of cold air, then took a slow breath, and took a second and third breath.If he was in the unit in his previous life, he would probably have issued a doctor's order to him, recommending oxygen inhalation.There were several scratches on the burly man's chest, which were obviously scratched by the wolf, and on his shoulders were many old scars from sword wounds and gunshot wounds.Song Mingzhe was breathing heavily, but his fingers didn't tremble at all. He carefully tore off the blood-stained cloth, turned around and shouted at the thin boy, "Boil me water!"

The thin young man named Su Ta was frightened by this weird doctor who was finally willing to take in his savior.Su Ta thought, hot water is only needed when a woman gives birth, what is the situation with him.Just as he was looking for the kettle, the weird doctor hurriedly called him back, "Bring me another jug ​​of wine, the strongest!"

Su He waited on the spot for a while, thinking that he might need half a catty of dried mutton, and after waiting for a while, the beardless doctor urged him to go quickly.The ignorant Su Ta was in a panic, boiled hot water on the stove, and used the time of boiling water to rush to the shop outside to buy a pot of the most powerful burning knife.Burning Knife, Burning Knife, hearing this name, it feels hot from the tip of the tongue to the mouth of the throat. Unfortunately, Su is still young, and doesn't understand that burning the knife actually means loneliness to a man.

Song Mingzhe probably made a debridement, sterilized the scissors with spirits, carefully moved the burly man on the couch, and picked out the small pieces of cloth embedded in the wound.The young man who sent him over was obedient, he finished his work and waited quietly in the yard.

Song Mingzhe logically asked him to help look at the store, the prices of a dozen or so samples, the retail prices, the scope of bargaining, the discounts for matching sales, the shelf life of certain types, and the varieties that are not returned after unpacking. Gritting his teeth, his brow was sweating.Song Mingzhe suddenly felt that it was really good to tease the young man like this, so he refreshed himself and made a simple disinfection for himself, preparing to suture the wound.

Fortunately, Miss Linglong went to another county to negotiate a good deal of fur today, and she would come home later, otherwise Song Mingzhe couldn't guarantee that Miss Linglong would see her hands covered in blood, lying on someone's injured chest, as if enjoying a big meal. It will scare her into a coma.Song Mingzhe adjusted his breathing rate and kept moving his hands.His movements were rhythmic, and the hideous wounds became smooth under his hands.

Song Mingzhe sewed and mended, feeling that the needles and threads in his hands were heavier than those in the hands of his loving mother. The embroidery needles of the old Song family were babbling and sewing here and there, babbling and babbling.

"You saved me." The man did not know when he woke up, half-opened his eyes, blood-red pupils, a bit hostile.Song Mingzhe buried himself in his hard work, and casually said, "You should be glad that I'm not a coward, otherwise, if you say a word, I'll be so scared that I'll cut a big gash in your stomach."

Song Mingzhe chirped and groaned as if to please the man. He curled his mouth with difficulty, trying to half sit up, but was pushed back by Song Mingzhe's elbow. "What medicine did you use? The pain in the wound is wrong."

Song Mingzhe readjusted the operation position angrily, hating the patient's non-cooperation, "Mafeisan, don't move, it will be bad if the time limit is over and the stitches are not finished."

Li Hao pursed his lips. When he saw this young man a few times before, he was obviously so shy and timid. An awe-inspiring air.

"Why did you save me?" Li Hao's voice seemed calm.

The needle and thread in Song Mingzhe's hands were knotted, he didn't raise his head, and had a bad attitude, "I'm also wondering why I would save you. I saw that you had killed people before, and knew that you caused a murder in the capital, but when I saw your whole body Injured, but can't hold back to die."

The atmosphere at that moment seemed to ignite invisible sparks in the air. Li Hao waited for the opportunity for a second before the predator attacked. Li Hao put his hand on his waist, and pressed the dagger hidden on the other waist with his fingertips.

"What do you mean?" He said bluntly in Chinese with a Xixia accent.

"It's not interesting, I just mean it." Song Mingzhe looked straight into his eyes and said something like a mysterious tongue twister. After reading the wilderness survival manual, when you encounter a ferocious beast, you have to keep facing its eyes Watch, and then you can die with dignity.

In Song Mingzhe's eyes, the young man lying on the couch in the shop was like some kind of upright beast.

The young man was the first to turn his face away, avoiding Song Mingzhe's gaze. "Why save me?" Song Mingzhe speculated with his head sideways. He probably meant why he was willing to save him knowing that he had committed many murders in the capital, killed Han Ziyu with his hands, and even had something to do with Master Xu Xiaoyuan's death.

"Healer's parental heart, even if you make mistakes outside and do bad things, your parents are still your relatives." Song Mingzhe slowly poured a spoonful of old duck soup down to the man.The man didn't answer, noncommittal.

Song Mingzhe has already had a Thomas maneuver in his heart. What I mean is to make you kneel down and call Dad!

After all, keeping people in the store is not a long-term solution. Song Mingzhe resisted the urge to gnaw his nails, and greeted Su Ta, saying that he was going to dispense some trauma ointment first, and left the store.

Song Mingzhe weighed some panax notoginseng, borneol, and musk, and thought about going back to Miss Linglong's residence to steal her privately hidden daughter Hong out to make medicine. Although there is no way to say what kind of wine is used, Song Mingzhe always has an attitude of perfection, Like to use the best.

Song Mingzhe quietly touched the door and went in, groping in the depths of the kitchen, hey, good guy, hiding behind the bean paste.Song Mingzhe snickered and took out the familiar small jar, pulled out the plug and sniffed it lightly. A scent that punched his nose determined that it was you.

Song Mingzhe was so happy that he didn't say anything, but he was about to walk away with the small jar in his hands, when he heard rustling sounds in the room, no, it's not the time when Linglong should come back.Song Mingzhe felt vigilant, could it be that the gentleman on Liang came?

He swallowed, put down the small wine jug in his hand, picked up a latch behind the door, and moved toward the room quietly.

"Stay, give me a stick from my old grandson!" Song Mingzhe mustered up all his life's courage and broke in, but he met the half-faded Linglong. Impatiens pattern.No matter how that song is sung, in my lifetime, we will meet each other on a narrow road, and we will not be spared in the end.

"I, I, I didn't see anything!" Song Mingzhe covered his eyes after screaming, and the door bolt in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.Judges, do you think this matter is embarrassing or not? Miss Linglong hastily arranged her clothes, closed the door hastily, and pushed Song Mingzhe out of the door. Hey, there is no need to kick her, that would be polite!

Song Mingzhe touched his nose, pulled his face, and sat at the door with his back turned, angry with himself.Men and women can't get close, Miss Linglong's spine was broken by the neighbor because of you, that's how you repay her for taking her in, Song Mingzhe, Song Mingzhe, thanks to you boasting that you have been a human being for two lifetimes, you even came in and knocked on the door I have forgotten the basic etiquette, and I have read this sage book into the dog's stomach!

Song Mingzhe scolded himself over and over in his stomach for a long time, and finally realized something was wrong, just now his eyes had been glued to his chest, and now he felt something wrong after a while.There seemed to be bruises on the corners of Linglong's mouth and shoulders.

With a cry, Miss Linglong opened the door, and Song Mingzhe stood up immediately, like a pupil who had made a mistake, showing a pitiful look of bowing his head and admitting his mistake.

Miss Linglong's complexion was not good, and she spoke sideways, "I may have to trouble you to look after the store for me these two days, I'm not feeling well."

"Wait a minute," Song Mingzhe pinned Linglong girl's body, and he specially used the back of his hand. "What's wrong with your face? There's such a big bruise at the corner of your mouth." Or because the hand on Linglong's shoulder exerted some strength, Linglong groaned, touched her shoulder and took two steps back.

Song Mingzhe's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "Someone has bullied you."

Linglong clutched her wound and didn't say much, it was her tacit consent.

The trauma prescription that Song Mingzhe brought back was used by Linglong first. Song Mingzhe carefully crushed the ice flakes and other things, mixed the wine and water, and applied it to Linglong.On the shoulder, Linglong turned her back and applied the ointment patch herself.

"Why did they beat you?" Song Mingzhe's tone didn't sound like a question.

Miss Linglong smiled wryly, "Maybe I offended them, maybe I cut off their money, maybe I just don't like me."

Song Mingzhe's embroidered fist loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

"Actually, they're still being polite..." Miss Linglong said half of what she said, and swallowed the second half by herself.That's right, a weak woman is alone outside, just to give a slight lesson, who will stand up for her.

"What about your family, I've been here for so long, why haven't you seen your family come to help?" Song Mingzhe asked, and handed Linglong a folded square handkerchief to Linglong whose forehead was covered with sweat due to the pain.

"It's all gone. When I was 14 years old, there was a food shortage in the winter. The snow was so deep that the livestock couldn't find food. The Xixia dogs crossed the border to plunder. The whole village was burned down, and the survivors left their homes. I'm gone, I don't want to see the traumatic and painful memories again." Linglong wiped the sweat from her forehead, her face was pained.

"Then why did you come back?" Song Mingzhe stood by the window looking at the gloomy sky.

"If you don't pay back your debts, you can't sit still. Let's see if you can find a chance to pay it back in this life. If you can't, you can only wait for the next life to be married.

up. "Song Mingzhe wanted to ask something, but he couldn't ask. "I've been watching in the store for the past two days, don't worry. "Song Mingzhe paused, feeling a little guilty about the fact that he hid a large living person in the store, "Wait until you recover from your injury before going out, lest people see it and gossip again. "

Miss Linglong nodded, and touched her sideburns with her ring finger, her head bowed silently, which really made people feel distressed.

When Song Mingzhe took the remaining ointment and rushed back to the grocery store with the wind under his feet, Su Ta had already closed the door.Today's harvest is not bad, the most commendable thing is that the money and goods are cleared, and there is no mistake in the amount of money.

Song Mingzhe wiped his face, focused on praising the young man's ability, and at the same time gave him a handful of copper coins as a reward in kind.The young man stared at the copper plate greedily for a while, but swallowed his saliva and refused. "I repay my benefactor. It is my duty to help look after the store. I can't charge you any more money."

Song Mingzhe lowered his head and smiled, remembering that in his previous life, he pretended to reject the elders' red envelopes full of desire, and gave the young man a smooth step, "This is not a reward, it's a reward. I need you to help look after the shop tomorrow. You can't herd sheep for the family." , the family always wants to talk about it when they know it, and get some wages to go back, so they can have an explanation."

The young man smiled with crooked eyebrows, put a handful of copper coins in his arms, and said in a crisp voice, "I'll come over early tomorrow morning!"

Song Mingzhe patted his head, and the next instant he realized that he was not Ganbao, he was much taller than Ganbao, so he withdrew his hand embarrassingly.But the young man didn't care about Song Mingzhe's boyish thoughts at all, and ran home in a hurry.

Song Mingzhe closed the store and went in to light the stove. Although autumn is not long, there are patients who are recovering after all.

"You have a good heart." The man lying on the couch looked at Song Mingzhe and said this.Song Mingzhe wondered whether these words were satirizing me or complimenting me. Forget about having the time and energy to want to have, why not take all of them as praise and let yourself feel happy.

"After all, a good heart is an advantage that I have kept unchanged for many years." Song Mingzhe didn't know if he understood what he said.The young man turned his head away, not intending to continue chatting.

Song Mingzhe sniffed and added a few pieces of carbon to the brazier. "I'm not guarding the store tonight, do you think you can hold it?"

The man glanced at Song Mingzhe, then nodded slightly.Song Mingzhe helped him change the medicine and clean up the wound.This is really a weird person, Song Mingzhe thought to himself, the recovery ability is so good, could it be that Nine Tails are sealed in the body?

While thinking wildly, Song Mingzhe touched something around his waist. "It hurts!" The man grabbed Song Mingzhe's hand, the strength in his hand was so great that Song Mingzhe felt his grasped wrist joints rattle, "OK, OK, I won't touch you anymore, let go quickly hand!"

Song Mingzhe's face was paler than the person lying on the couch. The person snorted and shook off Song Mingzhe's hand.Song Mingzhe rubbed his sore wrist, feeling very annoyed, this man might be a wolf cub, if he said he would turn his back on him, he would turn his back on it.Song Mingzhe was facing him, moving sideways, and reconfirmed that the doors and windows were intact.

"I'm going to go back and watch in the first half of the night. I don't feel at ease when the girl is alone at home. I'll come over to see what's going on here in the second half of the night." Song Mingzhe took rice soup by the bed and explained carefully to the man.

The man lowered his eyes, a vivid tenderness flashed in his fiery eyes. "good."

Song Mingzhe thought to himself, this person has really good eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Li Hao."

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