The county magistrate is not slag very A

She touched her neck in a daze, did that person fall ill again?

They are all women, and the relationship between women... is really absurd.

Speaking of it, Song Boxue also died of illness...

But this was not an excuse for absurdity, Jiang Fanyin silently hid the dagger in his sleeve again, maybe there was still time to use it.

On the other side, Song Boxue dragged Mrs. Song away from Jiang Fanyin's yard. Mrs. Song was in a daze, until her daughter let go of her arm, and she recovered from the shock.

"You...you..."

"There is nothing between me and Sister Jiang."

"You gnawed people's necks like that, and you still call them innocent?" Song's face is full, do you think I will believe it?No wonder she would believe it.

Seeing this, Song Boxue quickly patted his chest and swore: "I really have absolutely nothing wrong with Sister Jiang."

She was also very helpless, who knew why she suddenly had a fever last night and drank so much alcohol, if she was sober, she would not provoke Jiang Fanyin.

That is the heroine, the heroine who can break her legs!

Seeing Song Boxue's earnest swearing face, Mrs. Song was stunned for a while and raised her hand to poke her forehead: "There is no reason why you can gnaw someone's neck like that. You treat me like a three-year-old child. Believe in your nonsense, I will let you talk nonsense, I will let you act recklessly, let you dare to act or not to act..."

Song Boxue hugged his head and hid: "Oh, it was just an accident last night. I really didn't mess around, so I just kissed a few times."

Hearing this, Mrs. Song stopped poking, and stopped poking this time, and directly slapped Song Boxue on the head with the palm of her hand: "It takes only a few kisses to make it like that, and you still lie to me, see if I don't care for your dead father teach you."

There was a sound of beating and scolding in the room, and the servant guarding the courtyard turned his head and pretended not to hear it. The new magistrate was not allowed to be waited on, and the old lady had to take care of daily life. It seemed like being chased and beaten by the old lady There is no sense of incongruity.

At this moment, Jiang Fanyin came slowly.

"Meet Miss Jiang."

Although the county magistrate said that this is a distant relative who came to seek refuge, but judging by his appearance and bearing, it is likely that he will be the wife of the county magistrate in the future, and they dare not neglect as servants.

And according to unreliable news, there seems to be a marriage contract between Miss Jiang and the county magistrate, so it can't be perfunctory.

Jiang Fanyin nodded, and looked at the closed door in the courtyard. Song's yelling could be heard faintly inside. She touched the silk scarf around her neck. Fortunately, it was autumn, so it didn't look abrupt.

"Where is Master Song?"

"Your Excellency and the old lady are in the room."

Hesitation flashed in Jiang Fanyin's eyes, and then he said lightly, "Please tell me, please."

She still wants to save her father, some things can only be tolerated for the time being, if Song Boxue really has no hope here, she will make another plan after leaving, and now she needs to figure it out slowly.

The gatekeeper quickly bowed and trotted to the yard, knocked on the door: "My lord, old lady, Miss Jiang, please see me."

The noise in the room stopped abruptly, and then Mrs. Song came out from the door.

Song glanced at the silk scarf around Jiang Fanyin's neck, and said in a complicated tone: "Fanyin is here, I have taught that little heartless person a lesson, you have something to say."

It's troublesome, even if she wants to enjoy a peaceful life, don't worry about it, just let the two of them go.

Jiang Fanyin bowed his head in salute, watched Mrs. Song leave before entering the room.

In the room, Song Boxue was rubbing his head, this cheap old lady is really ruthless, if it is in modern times, she can overthrow a group of people in minutes, how can she be beaten.

Seeing Jiang Fanyin come in, she put down her hand and her eyes fell on the pure white silk scarf.

This... the hostess knows?

Song Boxue stared blankly, staring at the silk scarf around Jiang Fanyin's neck for a moment, forgetting to speak.

Instead, Jiang Fanyin gave her a step down first: "Did you fall ill again last night?"

fall ill?

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows, borrowed the donkey from the slope and said, "That's right, I'm sick, and I'll get sick for a few days every month, Sister Jiang, aren't you scared?"

The hostess is really understanding, no, it should be said that she is really clever, and the excuse of being sick is really easy to use.

However, how did the fever period last night be alleviated? Did it just kiss Jiang Fanyin a few times?

Doesn't this mean that just a few kisses is the same as taking an inhibitor?

Saved!

In the next second, her heart felt cold again. Could it be that in the future, she would also rely on kissing Jiang Fanyin to relieve the tormenting period of fever?

Then give up the treatment, this leg probably won't survive...

Jiang Fanyin glanced at her, then touched the silk scarf around her neck unconsciously: "I'm fine, your illness is more serious, have you seen a doctor?"

She has to fall ill every month, and she has encountered it twice in less than a month since she came here.

once tied her up, once tied her neck...

She looked at Song Boxue, what kind of strange disease is this?

Song Boxue couldn't help becoming vigilant when he heard Jiang Fanyin's question. He had to answer this question carefully, otherwise he would accidentally reveal his secrets one day, and his legs might be lost. After all, the protagonist of this book is the heroine.

She let out a long sigh, and said distressedly: "Actually, this disease only happened in the past two months. It's already risky for me to disguise myself as a man. How dare I go to a doctor? Even my mother hides it from her, so that she won't worry about it."

It means that you know me, you know me, God knows the earth, so you won't be afraid of revealing your secrets.

Jiang Fanyin's eyes froze, no one knows?Maybe this is an opportunity...

She looked up at Song Boxue: "Apart from nighttime, have you ever been sick during the day?"

Song Boxue shook his head: "Not yet, maybe in the future."

According to the physiology class, there are usually a few days of fever every month, regardless of day and night, and she is not sure what will happen in the future.

But why did the hostess ask these questions, as if she cared about her.

"I'm proficient in some medical skills, so I can show you." Jiang Fanyin's eyes flickered slightly, and his tone subconsciously softened.

She has indeed read a few medical books, and knows some pulse conditions. She can deal with some simple diseases at most. Such a strange disease must have never been encountered, or even unheard of.

But this is an opportunity, she can't miss it, she can't be stuck in the back house of the county government all the time.

"What do you think?"

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows, the heroine also has medical skills?

Why didn't she read it in the book, but she also skimmed over some plots, and it's normal to miss some details.

Jiang Fanyin pondered for a moment, and sat next to Song Boxue: "Show your hands, I'll take your pulse."

Song Boxue did so silently, raised his sleeves, and put his hands on Zhuo Zi.

Plain and slender fingers landed on the wrist, and the cool fingertips touched the warm skin. The difference in temperature made Song Boxue's wrist tremble. When Jiang Fanyin looked over, he resisted not moving.

Jiang Fanyin felt her pulse and asked, "How is the feeling different from the previous one?"

The pulse condition is stable, not like a sick person, could it be a heart disease?

The corner of Song Boxue's mouth twitched slightly. Isn't the feeling during the onset of the disease the same as the feeling of fever?

"Dry mouth, feeling very thirsty, very hot, I want to kiss you... no, I want to kiss someone else."

Jiang Fanyin's fingers trembled, and he said coldly, "Have you ever kissed someone else?"

Song Boxue said calmly, "No, I only kissed you..."

Why is this conversation so weird?

Jiang Fanyin still had a cold face: "What else?"

"Besides... I feel better after kissing you."

After finishing speaking, seeing Jiang Fanyin's eyebrows darken, Song Boxue explained again, "I don't know what happened, but the symptoms were relieved inexplicably."

Jiang Fanyin took a deep look at her, and said calmly, "There is nothing wrong with the pulse, it's probably a heart attack."

Xu Shi has been disguised as a man for a long time, and she always wants to keep a distance from others, so things are always reversed, causing her to long for contact with others.

Song Boxue paused in his heart and nodded: "Yes, I think so too." Otherwise, is there a better explanation?

Jiang Fanyin withdrew his hand, and tapped the table twice with the index finger of his right hand.

Song Boxue's gaze fell on Jiang Fanyin's tapping finger, wondering what the heroine was trying to do?

This concern came for no reason, and they didn't seem to be so familiar with each other.

After a long time, Jiang Fanyin said calmly: "You can't do this, why don't I just stay by your side, and take care of you if you get sick."

Take care?How to take care of it?

Song Boxue's eyes darkened slightly: "So...how do you say that?"

Could it be that in the future, every time when the fever comes, the hostess will voluntarily help her relieve it, in other words, let her kiss?

This... isn't it too exciting!

Jiang Fanyin's eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "It's not right for you to always be alone, and you need a book boy by your side."

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Jiang Fanyin: If you are sick, get treated quickly...