Lucky husband

Bai Ziyi was thinking about going out to find Li Qiusheng, and after talking to Li Mingjin, he called out "Mother, Brother Jin is here" to the busy Bai Yaoshi in the room, then wiped off the water on his face and left left the Bai family.

Bai Yao came out of Bai Zhiwen's room with an empty bowl, and seeing Li Mingjin coming over with porridge and pancakes, she knew that this was probably Jiang Zhiyun's intention, and was moved by her thoughtfulness: "Good boy, thank you for your hard work."

"Aunt Bai, it's nothing hard. My mother and I just made some breakfast. It's nothing compared to you taking care of Brother Bai overnight." Li Mingjin put the basket on the shelf beside him.

Then, he took out a small pouch from his cuff and continued: "Aunt Bai, this is the amulet I asked for at Lingyun Temple before. I know that Brother Bai is ill, so I will send this amulet here. I hope that Brother Bai will recover soon stand up."

The purse is small, the design is not complicated, it is just a red blessing character with some tricks, and the workmanship is not very exquisite. It is obviously not Jiang Zhiyun's handwriting. It is self-evident who made this purse.

Bai Yao didn't care whether the amulet in her purse came from Lingyun Temple, nor did she expect that an amulet could really make her son recover immediately. What made her happy was Li Mingjin's intentions.

Early in the morning, they brought breakfast for her and Brother Qiu, mother and son, and found a purse embroidered by himself to send amulets.

Seeing that Bai Yao's mood seemed to improve a little, and the eyes looking at him became softer, Li Mingjin thought for a while, and then said something mysteriously: "Aunt Bai, can I go in and see Brother Bai?"

The lonely man and the widow are living in the same room. Usually Bai Yao would hesitate, but now that Bai Zhiwen is sick and Li Mingjin wants to visit him, how could she disagree? She nodded with a smile: " Then you just took the amulet in, and I will wash the medicine bowl first."

Li Mingjin felt a little embarrassed after he said the words, he pursed the corners of his mouth, and walked into Bai Zhiwen's room under the gaze of Bai Yaoshi.

Li Mingjin is very familiar with Bai Zhiwen's room, because he has "experienced" Bai Zhiwen twice with Bai Zhiwen in the past few years. Li Mingjin is very familiar with the furnishings and items placed in the room. Zhiwen fed the medicine, and there was a bitter smell of medicine in the room.

In Li Mingjin's dream, he could hear what the person in the dream said, and he could see the scene in the dream, but he couldn't smell the smell in the dream, and he couldn't touch the people and things in the dream.

Therefore, this is the first time that Li Mingjin has really entered Bai Zhiwen's room. After he got used to the smell of medicine in the room, he smelled a faint scent of ink, which seemed to have a scent of bamboo, and smelled it twice Afterwards, his face felt a little hot for no reason.

Shaking his head, Li Mingjin threw out all the extra thoughts, looked at Bai Zhiwen lying on the bed, and observed him carefully.

Li Mingjin was familiar with this face, but he had never observed Bai Zhiwen like this, because things in dreams usually passed very quickly, and he paid more attention to what happened in dreams, and didn't have the heart to stare at Bai Zhiwen. s face.

Bai Zhiwen was very good-looking. Even when he was sick, his eyes were closed, his face was slightly flushed abnormally, and his lips were a little chapped, but he was still good-looking. He lacked the usual demeanor of a young man, It was replaced by a distressing sickness.

As if bewitched, Li Mingjin approached Bai Zhiwen a little bit, and when he found out, he was already sitting on the small stool in front of the bed, propping his chin and looking at Bai Zhiwen seriously.

Bai Yao didn't know what else to do, and he didn't return for a long time. Li Mingjin watched Bai Zhiwen for a long time. Seeing that Bai Zhiwen was a little uncomfortable, he reached out and changed the cloth on his forehead.

Perhaps it was because the room was too quiet that made Li Mingjin a little nervous. He muttered softly while working: "Brother Bai, I gave you the amulet that I have treasured for several years. You must get better."

"I heard Brother Yi crying this morning. Do you know that Aunt Bai and Brother Yi were very worried after you fell ill. My mother said that Aunt Bai must have not closed her eyes to take care of you all night."

"Tell me about what you are doing hunting wild geese up the mountain. If I can stop you, I will never let you go up the mountain. I don't think the meaning of wild geese is very good. It doesn't sound so auspicious to say that life and death go hand in hand."

"To be honest, I didn't want to get married before. I think it's fine for my cousin not to marry, but after hearing my mother say that you plan to come to my house to propose marriage, I agreed."

"You said that if you have been lying in bed like this and being sick, how can my parents agree with me to marry you? I still want to see you smile at me. Speaking of it, I haven't seen it much since my family moved to the county seat. You smiled at me."

"Do you still remember what happened when we were kidnapped by the Dragon and Tiger Escort? I was..."

Li Mingjin kept talking, he didn't know what he wanted to say, he just said whatever came to his mind, and in the end he almost said about his precognitive dream, so scared that he stopped quickly and almost bit tongue.

Just at this time, Bai Yao came in with a wooden basin filled with clean water, and Li Mingjin gave her a guilty smile: "Aunt Bai, I have been out for a long time, I am afraid that my mother will be worried, so I will go back first, and I will not trouble you here .”

Li Mingjin's guilty conscience was interpreted by Bai Yaoshi as distress for Bai Zhiwen, and she became more and more satisfied with Brother Jin, the prospective husband: "Good boy, thank you for taking care of Zhiwen just now, go back quickly, and thank your mother for me .”

"You're welcome." Li Mingjin fled under Bai Yao's loving gaze.

He put the amulet that Li Mingjin brought over by Bai Zhiwen's hand. After Bai Yao walked over, he picked up the amulet and hung it around his son's neck. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it was all Jin's heart.

Then, Bai Yao began to wipe his son's face, neck, hands and feet with clean water, and gave him a brief care of his hair. After finishing, he touched his forehead and found that the temperature hadn't changed much. Take the basin out and throw it away.

After Bai Yao's done all this, Bai Ziyi also invited Li Qiusheng over, and Xiang Yi Yu was the one who came in together.

The two of them slept late because they changed Bai Zhiwen's medicine last night, and they didn't hear Bai Ziyi's cry this morning.

Li Qiusheng, who got to know a little bit about the situation on the way, entered the door and began to ask: "Madam Bai, I heard from Brother Yi that Bai Xiucai had a fever last night, and it was even worse this morning. How is it now?"

Bai Yao replied: "It seems to be better now. I found that he had a worse fever, so I fed him freshly made medicine."

Xiang Yiyu, who was at the side, stepped forward and reached out to touch Bai Zhiwen's forehead. Immediately, he let out a confused exclamation: "Eh?"

Li Qiusheng ignored him, and then asked Bai Yao's Bai Zhiwen's situation: "Is it the same medicine as yesterday afternoon?"

"Well, I..." Bai Yaoshi was interrupted by Xiang Yiyu before he finished speaking.

Xiang Yi Yu turned around and pulled Li Qiusheng over: "Brother Qiu, take a look, is Bai Xiucai not feeling hot anymore?"

"What?" Li Qiusheng thought he didn't hear clearly, didn't Bai Yao just say that Bai Zhiwen was still hot, how could he recover all of a sudden.

Xiang Yi Yu took Li Qiusheng's hand: "Touch and try."

After finishing speaking, Xiang Yiyu lifted the quilt covering Bai Zhiwen's upper body, poked around his neck and wrists, and was surprised to find that the temperature on Bai Zhiwen's body was really about the same as normal, and it looked like he had returned to normal up?

"This..." Li Qiusheng also touched Bai Zhiwen's forehead at this time. He was also very surprised, waved away the "troublesome" Xiang Yiyu, sat on a small stool, and began to feel Bai Zhiwen's pulse.

Xiang Yi Yu stared at Bai Zhiwen's exposed injured arm, and really wanted to take off the bandage and take a look at Bai Zhiwen's injury, and wanted to know if Bai Zhiwen's injury had healed.

Recalling that the person who taught me to collect medicine said that if the wound is pus, it may cause continuous fever, and continuous fever can easily make people die silently in the fever.

Think about it the other way around, if the wound does not have pus, the patient will not continue to have a fever, and there will be no irreparable consequences?

Bai Yaoshi was listening to Li Qiusheng's conversation with them, her heart beating uncontrollably. Her family, Zhiwen and Zhiwen, are healed?

How is it possible, when she wiped his face just now, she was still feverish, wasn't she?

Did she make a mistake by not waking up, or did Li Qiusheng and the others make a mistake in their judgment?

Not daring to disturb Li Qiusheng's pulse, Bai Yao stood further back than Xiang Yiyu, and couldn't help breathing lightly, for fear of having the slightest influence on Li Qiusheng.

The waiting time always passed very long. After an unknown amount of time, Li Qiusheng finally opened his eyes a lot and let go of Bai Zhiwen's wrist.

Bai Yaoshi's hands were twisted together, her fingertips were white and blood vessels were protruding. She stared at Li Qiusheng intently, not letting go of any expression on his face.

Li Qiusheng thought for a while, then moved closer to observe Bai Zhiwen's face, then raised his hand to look at Bai Zhiwen's eyelids, and frowned again, meditating.

Bai Yaoshi didn't dare to interrupt at this time, but Xiang Yiyu was not afraid. Seeing that Li Qiusheng had taken his pulse, he couldn't help but ask him, "Brother Qiu, how is Bai Xiucai's condition? Is he sick?" Is it better? Is it no longer a fever? Can I see his trauma now?"

Asking Yi Yu a series of questions, Li Qiusheng didn't know how to answer: "I have to think again, you can change his medicine."

Xiang Yiyu got Li Qiusheng's consent, and immediately started to remove the bandage from Bai Zhiwen's hand.

I still remember that when Bai Zhiwen was changing his dressing last night, his wound looked the same as in the afternoon. As soon as he untied the bandage, the cut flesh turned out, and it was still red and swollen.

At this moment, after Xiang Yiyu carefully removed the outer layer of gauze for Bai Zhiwen, he was surprised to find that the large area of ​​redness and swelling near Bai Zhiwen's wound seemed to have disappeared, and when the last layer of gauze was also removed, He's completely dumbfounded—

Under the gauze, Bai Zhiwen's wound seemed to have healed more than half.

Because miraculously, there was no blood-colored scab at the place where the flesh was cut, but a light pink scar appeared directly, which was very eye-catching under the dark red medicine powder after being wet with blood.

Such a deep injury seemed to last for five or six days overnight. This kind of thing that almost only appeared in the scriptures made Xiang Yiyu suspect that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Frozen with his gauze tearing hand motionless, Xiang Yi Yu shouted to Li Qiusheng: "Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu, come and have a look!"

"What's the matter?" Li Qiusheng was flipping through yesterday's prescription, thinking about how to prescribe Bai Zhiwen's next medicine later, when he heard Xiang Yi Yu calling him, he walked over to take a look, and couldn't help but lose his voice.

Such a wound needs to heal. At first, a thick layer of blood scab will appear on the cut site. After the wound grows slowly, the blood scab will slowly fall off, and the new flesh that grows inside is light pink and very fragile. , if the wound was deep at the beginning, the good place will burst open again if you are not careful.

Bai Yao stood a little closer to the door, and the backs of Li Qiusheng and Xiang Yiyu blocked her entire view, preventing her from seeing her son's condition.

After realizing that Li Qiusheng and the others were not talking, Bai Yao's heart jumped suddenly, and she suddenly thought of how she was when she couldn't feed her son the medicine in the morning, and the word "return to light" rushed into her brain without warning. .

Bai Yao's legs went limp, but a force surged from her feet, supporting her to rush to her son's bed regardless.

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