Sick CEO's little milk dog

Zhiyu dug some dandelions from the far side of the ground and washed them. When he came back, the medical girl had prepared salt and gauze for him and asked if he needed help.

Zhiyu bowed and thanked him, saying that he doesn't need help, he can clean the wound.

In fact, people with a bit of IQ know how to clean wounds, and besides, men and women can't get close, so it's not easy to ask girls to help.

Zhiyu found three old basins from the ruined temple, washed them clean, and brought three basins of clean water for later use.

Wash a broken bowl, about half a bowl of water, pour salt into it, then use gauze dipped in salt water to gently scrub the wound, bit by bit.

Gao Zhiyuan, who was in a coma, was startled from time to time, which proved that the pain was in his bones.

Zhiyu bit his lip while wiping, hurt Gao Zhiyuan's body, and hurt Zhiyu's heart. As he wiped, tears rolled down his face.

After about an hour of careful scrubbing, several basins of water were dirty, and the wound was finally clean.

Zhiyu cut the washed dandelion first, then smashed it into a foam, and gently applied it to the wound, at least three times a day. There is no dandelion, and purslane is also fine.

When his father was training him, he was bitten by mosquitoes in the grass, and he wiped the purslane or dandelion, and the effect was immediate, which was very miraculous.

Zhiyu made everything smooth for Gao Zhiyuan. A soldier over there brought two bowls of corn paste, and Zhiyu almost knelt down again.

"My fellow, there's no need, let's eat quickly."

Zhiyu picked up a small spoon and poured it into Gao Zhiyuan's mouth bit by bit. After a long, long time, he finally poured down a bowl of corn paste. Zhiyu was ecstatic. Give me something to eat again.

Zhiyu didn't dare to take chances, as long as he saw food, he must keep it for Gao Zhiyuan.

"My fellow, why don't you eat?" The platoon leader over there wanted to come over to see the patient, but he didn't expect to see that there was still a bowl of mush left.

"Thank you, my savior. I'm not hungry. When I was digging wild vegetables, I was already full. Let him save this bowl."

Zhiyu originally wanted to answer that I was not hungry, but he was afraid that someone would take away the paste, and then added, keep it for him.

"Hehe, fellow, how can you not be hungry? I can tell from your expression that you are already so hungry. You are afraid that the patient will be hungry. It's okay. You can eat, we still have more."

"Really? Thank you so much!" Zhiyu said as he picked up the mush and drank it in one gulp. He has never tasted such delicious food.

The platoon leader originally wanted to say, fellow countryman, drink slowly, but he didn't say anything. After drinking, the platoon leader smiled.

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On the afternoon of the second day, when Zhiyu was applying dandelion juice to Gao Zhiyuan again, he suddenly heard a sentence "won't you be gentle?"

Zhiyu stopped and listened carefully, there was no sound, hallucination?He moved his eyes to Gao Zhiyuan's face, my God!eyes open.

Zhiyu immediately wept with joy, broke his tears into laughter, cried and laughed again, like an ignorant child.

Crying and laughing for a long time without saying a word, and then continue to smear.

Gao Zhiyuan stretched out his long arms weakly, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhiyu's eyes, and then gently stroked his face.

Although he was skinny and pale due to years of torture, he was still cool and handsome, unrivaled.

The belt is getting wider and he will not regret it, and he will be haggard because of Yixiao. This beauty and nobleness, he will cherish it even more.