Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

After settling down for a while, just as Yang Jian was warmly wiped and covered with a quilt, Xiaoyu had already stepped in, followed by the owner of the shop with a casserole that was tumbling in water. Some customers are not in good health, and the chickens raised in my store this spring are not enough, but last year, an old hen was stewed with goji berries, angelica and astragalus. The guys who came over were busy serving food, but the usual stir-fried dishes were still steaming, a big plate of steamed buns and rolls.

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xiaoyu took out two taels of small silver coins and stuffed them in, saying: "Shopkeeper, don't talk too much, my uncle is not feeling well right now and can't bear the noise, you just watch out and don't let the idlers come in casually. .”

The owner of the shop opened an inn in a remote town, probably never encountered such a wealthy customer. When he got off the bus, he was given ten taels of silver ingots to cover the yard. , almost half a year's income in the store.Although at first I heard that someone was sick, I still had some taboos in my heart, but now I let it go, just seeing Xiaoyu Zhan Zhao with a sad expression, suppressing joy to put on a face of regret and sadness, and sighed: "Hey, it's not easy for anyone who is away from home. There are several medical clinics in the town with good reputations. If you need them, just ask the guys to ask for medical advice..." Then he retreated wisely, closed the door with his backhand, and lowered his head After saying something loudly, the people who cleaned the yard, mixed fodder and fed the horses also left one after another, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The sound of rain came sporadically through the doors and windows, making the room even more deserted and lonely.

Zhan Zhao has always been in a daze, carrying Yang Jian from the carriage to the room, undressing Yang Jian, taking a bath, changing clothes and sleeping in bed... When doing these things, he always feels like a heart is floating in mid-air without realizing it at all, until Xiaoyu and The shop owner came in and chattered a lot, and the smell of chicken soup filled the room, and he was in a trance and a little hysterical.

Seeing Xiaoyu bring over the chicken soup, he felt a bit confused: "Second brother hasn't woken up yet, how can I feed him soup?"

Xiaoyu handed the chicken soup to Zhan Zhao, and said, "This is for Uncle Zhan. You see, the sky has darkened, and you've been too busy all the way. How can uncle eat something like this? If you I'm exhausted, but what should I do if I call Xiaoyu?"

Zhan Zhao has no appetite at all, and his mind is tied to Yang Jian, just about to say no, but seeing Xiaoyu's eyes turn red as if she was about to cry, so he had to accept it, saying: "I think you are the one who is really tired." It’s not light, drink a bowl while it’s hot to relieve fatigue, I’ll watch over my second brother at night, you go and get a good sleep first.”

Xiaoyu turned around and went to get a bowl of soup, secretly wiped away her tears, and said, "I won't be able to sleep tonight, but I'm most relieved to have Uncle Zhan by my uncle's company, just take a rest later."

I was speechless for a while.The two of them ate something indiscriminately, Zhan Zhao only felt that his mouth was full of astringency, but he didn't taste any taste.Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Xiaoyu turned on the lamp silently and left silently.

Zhan Zhao has been staying by Yang Jian's side all the time, sitting on the edge of the bed with a slanted sign. At this moment, his legs and feet are also numb. Seeing that Yang Jian has not responded, he sighs softly in his heart and is about to get up and move around—but in the blink of an eye, he sees Yang Jian humming softly. Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Zhan Zhao hurriedly lowered his body slightly, seeing that Yang Jian's eyes were bright and not hazy when he woke up, he couldn't help being a little surprised, and asked softly, "Second brother, what's wrong, what do you need?"

Yang Jian stared at him for a moment, then gently lifted the corners of his pale lips into a faint smile, and said, "I just think it's already dark after closing my eyes for a while." His voice was very soft but his words were very slow Qing Qing: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a slight injury, and it's true that you're always uncomfortable." As he spoke, he looked at Zhan Zhao seriously, and sighed: "You seem to be less energetic than me, don't wait You're watching me, and go to rest earlier."

Zhan Zhao held Yang Jian's cold hand in his own palm. In fact, his own hand was also cold, but when he touched Yang Jian's palm, he couldn't help but secretly shuddered in his heart. He concealed a smile and said, "What did the second brother say?" If it wasn't because of my second brother, why would I be lying here? Why am I out of energy? It's just that I'm tired from eating too much."

Yang Jian snorted and said, "Lie, how could you hide it from me..."

Zhan Zhao thought about the things in the past and it was true, he wanted to laugh but couldn't, he swallowed and said, "Second brother has great powers, of course I know."

Yang Jian frowned slightly, his heart throbbing made him very uncomfortable, and he couldn't remember when he was injured last time, thinking about it, there were not many people, gods or demons who could hurt him in the Three Realms.In fact, Yang Jian could have been spared this crime. When Xiao Jinwu attacked, he directly calmed his heartbeat and put his consciousness into a state of suspended animation, just waiting for someone to help him.But Yang Jian doesn't want to be consciously obsessed with being a living dead, and he is afraid that Zhan Zhao will not be able to detect his heartbeat for a while and mistakenly think that he is dead and do something. If something really happens, Yang Jian himself will regret it.

It's not bad to feel physical pain.

This real sense of existence made Yang Jian feel a little comforted in his heart, and the pain was bearable.

But Zhan Zhao couldn't bear Yang Jian's frowning and pain, wishing he could replace him with his own body, wanted to comfort him but couldn't choose the tone and words, suddenly felt so stupid.

Seemingly aware that Zhan Zhao was getting into the horns again, Yang Jian tried his best to hold him with his backhand, and said, "Don't think wildly, and don't rush to save me—listen to me that I really won't die, it's not to comfort you, it's just a fact, Taking advantage of this, I will be sober and tell you seriously, because I am afraid that you will be overwhelmed and embarrass yourself."

Zhan Zhao hurriedly concealed his smile, and said, "Where am I going to get into the horns, I just feel sorry for my second brother's injury..." As soon as the distressed words came out, Zhan Zhao himself was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly became clear: This is the feeling , I was in a trance all the way, and I was obsessed with my mind all the way. In the final analysis, my heart was tied to Yang Jian, and I felt my breathing fluctuate along with Yang Jian's eyebrows, and there was no room for a speck of dust in my eyes. Fly catkins.

When did Yang Jian occupy so much of his heart? !

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