Respect is worse than resignation

"Father Gangda, there are very good doctors among us. If you allow, I can help take care of this unconscious girl."

Wen Xi spoke very slowly, her tone was natural, easy-going and respectful.

Just at this moment, the young man who went out to look for water opened the door and came in in a hurry. He looked into the room, walked straight to the side of the old man in white robe, and lowered his head to whisper something.

The old man on the main seat whom Wen Xi called Gangda was stunned for a moment, frowned, first reprimanded his subordinates for being reckless, then ordered Chen Ying to be carried into the inner room to take care of him, and asked Wen Xi to ask the accompanying female doctor for help in diagnosis and treatment.

Yin Yiming's three souls and seven souls have almost returned at this time, and everything around her has nothing to do with her. Her big head, which was originally normal, can only hold the next content: "Wen Xi, Wen Xi! Wen Xi! Xi?"

The tone is "up and down", and the mood is full of twists and turns.

Yin Yiming, a Chinese-speaking student, now repeats the above two words upside down, and shouts more and more guilty, like a repeater whose battery is about to run out.

The repeater was waiting there, waiting for Wen Xi to turn her head and smile, and then sweetly replied "Hey~"

However, the facts have proved that Xiao Yin always has an extraordinary error rate in the field of predicting the development of the situation.

"Teacher Wen, do you know each other?" Father Gangda opened his mouth slowly when he saw that Wen Xi hadn't answered for a long time, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"No," Wen Xi still stood there calmly, without looking at Yin Yiming, "she may have misidentified the person."

"..."

Yin Yiming felt that it was not just her physical strength that was overdrawn now.

In the groove of her brain, rows of precise gears began to reverse, creaking and sparking, and the noise converged into one voice, repeatedly replaying Wen Xi's phrase "admitting the wrong person".

This is just too much!

The first thing Yin Yiming felt was anger. Angrily, Yin Yiming walked up to Wen Xi, holding his face in his hands, like a flower of the motherland, dangling under Wen Xi's eyes: "Mr. Wen, you must have read too many books. Myopia has worsened, otherwise how could I not recognize me, now I give you a chance, you can take a closer look."

Wen Xi simply ignored her, sat down safely, picked up the fruit in front of her and played with it in her palm, her eyes were lowered, she didn't know what she was thinking.

That is really a happy fruit, Mr. Wen, if you have time to study it, why don't you take the time to study me too.

I'm Yin Yiming. I haven't seen you for a few days. Your highly developed brain doesn't remember me. It doesn't make sense from a scientific point of view.

Waves of jealousy burned in Yin Yiming's heart. He didn't expect that today he would be reduced to competing with a fruit for jealousy. Excessive sourness would really make people lose their minds.

Classmate Yin Yiming, who was "losing his mind" and suffering from hunger, snatched the fruit from Wenxi's hand, picked it up, wiped it on the skirt of his clothes a few times, put it in his mouth, and took a big bite.

Bah, bah, bah—

God, what kind of taste is this, why does it feel like my tongue is burning, help me.

"You're presumptuous! You haven't been held accountable for trespassing on my meeting room, and now you're being so rude to my distinguished guests. Where did you get the wild child from?"

Yin Yiming was completely dizzy with anger, and raised his head to defend himself: "!￥#%..."

"..."

Everyone in the hall was taken aback for a moment, and then everyone except Wen Xi, who was sitting there motionless, burst into laughter.

The young man in the furry white hat stepped forward to make a rescue, "My child is not filial, and I brought her back to offend my father, but she accidentally ate the fragrant fruit that was placed on the plate. At this time, the mouthpiece is not lost, and it is useless to ask her. It's better to hand it over to the child, and when she can speak, it would be more convenient to interrogate her."

Gang Da just couldn't help laughing, bowed his head and thought for a while, and felt that what his son said was reasonable, but he didn't want to spare Yin Yiming lightly, "Looking at her clothes, she is undoubtedly a pariah from Houshan. Lock her up first, and then release her after two days to confirm."

There is no doubt who is the back mountain man?

They are all pretending to be so fake, and they say that I am undoubtedly a pariah, God, can't you let me have a chance.

Yin Yiming's red heart was full of resentment, and he wanted to argue, but the young man in the fur hat grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the door easily.

There is no way, she is so hungry that her eyes are staring at gold stars, not only is she powerless to restrain the chicken, but the chicken can also laugh at her language barrier.

For example, now, she can't speak complete sentences with her red and swollen tongue, just like pulling her little brother to beg for some food.

Yin Yiming pointed to his mouth, making gestures of eating, babbling and gesticulating painstakingly.

The little brother in the white hat made a guess, but just smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, your 'friend' is under the supervision of a doctor, as for your tongue, I will send medicine later, and the swelling will go away soon. "

After the little brother finished speaking, he was very proud of his gentleness and wit. He smiled shyly at Yin Yiming, with a thin blush on his face, and stopped looking at Yin Yiming at all. I don’t understand what you’re talking about, but don’t worry, when you recover, we’ll still have a lot of opportunities to chat. Whether you’re from Houshan or not, I’ll beg my father to let you go and send you home safely.”

No, I can't wait for that day, and the only thing I can see is starvation.

Yin Yiming gave up struggling completely, she just felt dizzy, and obediently entered a small wooden house. There were two strong guards in white robes standing outside the house, but there was no lamp or fire inside. There was a chill.

The heavy door was closed amidst the little brother's nagging, and Yin Yiming's heavy eyelids were also closed at the same time.

She sat down in the corner of the room in the dark, instinctively sitting in a ball with her knees hugged, and fell asleep as soon as she tilted her head.

……

I don't know how those animals that are keen on hibernation think about hibernation, but Yin Yiming didn't have any wonderful experience at all.

Sleeping and waking up, waking up and going to sleep again, and the cycle repeats, almost 1 years have passed like this.

I dare not imagine the beauty of food, and I dare not miss Wen Xi, both of which are too heartburning at the moment.

When I see her again, I must stage the drama of "Your name, do we know each other?" to get back in revenge, and I will not say a word to her other than that.

Yin Yiming thought to himself, clenching his teeth and imagining various scenes of revenge and interrogation of Wen Xi, until the wooden door not far away was opened again, the sky outside the house had already darkened, and the figure at the door could not be seen clearly.

For food, my brother must have brought dinner!

Yin Yiming was so moved by his deduction that his eyes became sour, and before the younger brother could speak, he stood up with all his strength, and happily went up to pick up the things in his hands.