My son sleeps lightly

Ye Lan was lying on the bed with her back bare, her body was stained with blood.

Xiao Chong was kneeling beside the bed, holding a piece of cotton cloth in his hand, dipped some water into the basin on one side, then raised himself up, and carefully wiped Ye Lan's wound bit by bit.

Ye Lan's body jerked violently, which shocked Xiao Chong, and he didn't dare to touch it again. He didn't continue until Ye Lan calmed down.

As soon as the doctor left, he left a small bottle of medicinal powder for Xiao Chong, saying that he wanted to wipe the edge of the wound clean before sprinkling it on the wound.

Taohua asked the doctor to go to the study on the other side to prescribe oral medicine.

It was only now that Xiao Chong woke up. Ever since Ye Lan was beaten, he felt that he had lost the ability to think. Steward Ye kept telling him the whole time, and he just nodded in a daze.

It wasn't until the doctor said that these were skin traumas and not serious that he regained his senses.

Since it's not serious, why hasn't Ye Lan blinked her eyelids until now.

Xiao Chong sighed deeply.

It's strange to say that he and Ye Lan have only known each other for two days, so how could he be so worried for no reason.

What's even more strange is that Ye Lan and himself have only known each other for two days, so why are they working so hard for themselves?

Xiao Chong dipped another cloth towel into another basin of clean water, wrung it dry, wiped off the cold sweat from Ye Lan's forehead, and spread it on the top of his head again. The doctor said that fever is normal, as long as you work hard to cool him down just fine.

Just now Taohua wanted to take care of Ye Lan for Xiao Chong, but Xiao Chong rejected him. Although he was not as careful as the girl, he always felt uneasy if he didn't come to this matter himself.

"Hmm..." Ye Lan's voice was light and light, and it was very clear in Xiao Chong's ears.

He moved closer to Ye Lan's face, "What?"

Ye Lan's face was pale, her lips were purple, "Is that old thing gone?"

"gone."

Ye Lan let out a breath, "Great," rubbing his face against the square pillow, "I was afraid that he was going to whip my dead body, so I didn't dare to wake up."

Xiao Chong looked at him, pursed his lips, and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

Isn't this nonsense!

Ye Lan looked at Xiao Chong's huddled little faces, but couldn't bear to say that, and thought about it, "It usually hurts."

How could it be possible, Xiao Chongming knew that what Ye Lan said was a lie, he had been subjected to this kind of torture at the hands of slave traders before, his skin was torn to pieces, he hummed for more than ten days before waiting for the wound to completely heal and scab. Without memory, he no longer dared to run away, and had no strength to run away.

Xiao Chong didn't continue to ask, he looked at Ye Lan's back, it had been wiped clean, then picked up the vial, and said to Ye Lan, "It might hurt a little."

"Come on," Ye Lan raised her eyebrows, feeling more pain than just now.

As soon as the medicine powder was sprinkled on the wound, Ye Lan regretted it, it really hurt more than before!

Xiao Chong could clearly see the twitching of Ye Lan's muscles, and he didn't know how to relieve Ye Lan, so he could only raise his hand, caress it on Ye Lan's forearm, stroking it one by one, and said in a low voice , "It will be fine soon, just bear with it."

Ye Lan couldn't laugh or cry, a nine-year-old child comforted herself softly here, it would be too shameful if she didn't act a little stronger.

When he thought of this, he gritted his teeth tightly and endured the numbness and pain.

"Second Young Master, I've made the medicine." Taohua knocked on the door and shouted from outside.

Ye Lan said weakly, "Bring it in."

When Taohua heard Ye Lan's answer, she pushed the door open in surprise, put the medicine on the table first, and hurried to Ye Lan's side, "Second Young Master, are you awake?!"

Ye Lan smiled, "Is Second Young Master so weak?"

When the two of them were talking and laughing happily, Xiao Chong took out the basin silently. He looked at the medicine on the table and thought that the peach blossoms would be fed to Ye Lan later, so he stopped worrying and walked out. Take it to the door by the way.

As soon as he walked out of Ye Lan's small courtyard, he saw Steward Ye waving at him not far away. Xiao Chong lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and passed by.

"What's the matter with you?" Xiao Chong asked.

Steward Ye sighed, "I'm asking for the master, is the second young master awake?"

"Wake up, and the medicine has been applied."

"That's good," Steward Ye sighed, "Master is afraid that the second young master will hate him, so he dare not look at him now, you servants should be more careful and careful."

Xiao Chong nodded, and suddenly he asked in puzzlement, "You don't blame me?"

Steward Ye blinked, "What are you blaming?"

"It's all me, the second young master..."

"Hey," Steward Ye shook his head, "Second Young Master doesn't blame you, how could we blame you, not to mention that you are protecting Second Young Master."

Steward Ye looked at Xiao Chong kindly, "But next time this kind of thing happens, you have to think carefully. I think you are still a child, but you are not necessarily naive than adults in your heart, at least you are much more mature than our second young master. He is impulsive, you have to help him take care of it more."

"I," Xiao Chong put down the basin, and bowed solemnly to Butler Ye, "I see."

Butler Ye knew that some slaves were not necessarily born in poverty, and many of them were robbed by bandits and sold to slave traders.

Especially seeing that Xiao Chong was doing things calmly and rarely spoke, the family education must be much stricter than ordinary children, Ye Butler thought to himself, if there is a chance, he will definitely talk to Xiao Chongshen.

But now, he pointed to the copper basin at Xiao Chong's feet, "You should do your work first."

Xiao Chong nodded, picked up the copper basin, and felt a little more relaxed. Although he is nine years old, he has had many ups and downs. Now he is lucky to meet people like the Ye family.

He changed a basin of clean water, walked back to the room, and found that the medicine bowl was still on the table.

"You feed me," Ye Lan looked up at him, "Tao Hua was just called away by her little sisters."

Xiao Chong put the water basin on the shelf, rubbed his hands on the sides of his clothes, "Okay."

Holding the bottom edge of the porcelain bowl, he walked to Ye Lan's bed and stopped for a while.

Ye Lan probably guessed what he meant, like a fish on the chopping board, she rubbed against the bed twice to make room for Xiao Chong to sit on.

Xiao Chong sat down, stirred the medicinal soup with one hand, lowered his head, felt the heat from the tip of his nose, "It's still a little hot."

"Then wait a little longer," Ye Lan tilted his head, he can only look at people like this now, if he recovers slowly, he may have to maintain such a posture for at least half a month, "Xiao Chong, you were not People from the north, right?" he asked.

Xiao Chong was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, his face was full of bitterness and hatred.

Ye Lan laughed loudly, "Why do you look so like my father?" He closed his eyes, "Forget it, I just care about what the Taoist said today, and I won't force you if you don't want to say it. "

Xiao Chong stared at Ye Lan, he didn't pay much attention to it before, Ye Lan's appearance was upright, and his facial features were exquisite, which was very rare in the northern border where most people looked rough.

Many Central Plains people gradually migrated to the north and south due to the war, Xiao Chong guessed that the Ye family was also of the same kind, and it is no wonder that the nobles in Luobei City would be afraid of his family.

But himself, Xiao Chong sighed, he is not this kind of person.