blue shirt oath

Chapter 200 A Yan blushed

While shedding tears, he treated Du Qingshan's injury.

He was badly hurt.

If this injury is not dealt with, I'm afraid I won't be able to endure it.

But in this remote village, the old woman said just now that there is no doctor, not even medicinal materials, so Song Guichen had to boil hot water and carefully wipe away the blood around the wound.

He wanted to go out to collect medicine, but he was worried that he would be here alone, and even more worried that the man in black would come again.

Poor Song Guichen studied medicine in vain, and faced with the current situation, he was helpless.

Fortunately, Du Qingshan's foundation is very good, he treated the injury simply, and after feeding him a bowl of white porridge, his complexion gradually became less pale, and his forehead was not as hot as before.

Song Guichen felt a little relieved when he mentioned it.

The old lady just ate the meal made by Song Guichen, she was full of praise, and she looked slightly better towards Song Guichen.

Leaning against the door, he smiled and looked at him: "Girl, you said he is your younger brother, but in my old age, he is your lover."

Du Qingshan was out of danger, and Song Guichen was no longer flustered in the morning. Looking at the person lying quietly and breathing lightly, he said softly:

"Yes, he is my lover."

As he said that, he turned his head and winked at the old woman: "It's just that my parents don't agree with me marrying him, so we had no choice but to elope together and wander around the world."

The old woman snorted: "Your parents don't agree with you marrying him? According to my old age, it is his parents who don't want him to marry you. Such a handsome young man is really painful."

Song Guichen's head was full of black lines.

Is Du Qingshan already beautiful for all ages?

Even if you are injured, you still don't forget to provoke peach blossoms? ?

Song Guichen cooked for the old woman for three days.

It was not until the third day that Du Qingshan woke up slowly.

Seeing the commoner woman lying asleep on the bed, Du Qingshan twitched the corners of her mouth and stroked her hair.

Song Guichen woke up immediately, seeing Du Qingshan's smiling face, he was overjoyed and took his hand into his arms.

"You're awake."

"Well, I'm awake."

"How are you feeling? Are you hungry? Would you like some water?"

"Not hungry, not thirsty." Du Qingshan said softly, "Where is this?"

"This is Da Lianzi Village. I'm worried that those men in black have come here and haven't been out for the past few days. Mr. Kou and the others must be looking for us."

Du Qingshan suddenly closed his eyes silently, with a look of pain on his face.

"Ayan? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'll be fine." Du Qingshan opened his eyes and said, "I'll be fine until I find out the truth of the matter."

"The truth?" Song Guichen caught something.

"Well"

Xu Shi touched the wound, Du Qingshan snorted, Song Guichen forgot the question he was about to ask, and hurriedly lowered his head to check, with a worried expression on his face.

"It's time to change your medicine. Lie down quickly. I'll change your medicine."

"Change, change the medicine?"

Du Qingshan's earlobes suddenly turned red.

Although she was in a coma before, she also knew that she was taking care of herself in her clothes, and she was watching every part of her body.

But now that she is awake, how can she calmly ask her to change her dressing?

Du Qingshan shrugged and said, "I'll do it myself."

Song Guichen: "You just woke up, your body is weak, how can you change it by yourself—oh, Ayan is shy?"

Du Qingshan:
He simply closed his eyes, tilted his head to the other side, and looked like he was at his mercy.

"Then, let Xiaochen come."

Song Guichen burst out laughing, unexpectedly, her Ayan usually couldn't speak serious words, but inside he was such an innocent young boy.

His injury was on his waist, and he needed to take medicine, so he had to take off his clothes.

In the past few days, he had been given medicine for him several times calmly, only as if he was a seriously injured patient, and he didn't think anything was wrong.

Today he closed his eyes tightly. Although it was the same as the previous few days, Song Guichen felt that he seemed to be bullying a good woman.
In particular, this "good family woman and man" was born very well.

The blue shirt has faded away, and the skin is like satin.

The fragrance of this medicine mixed with the faint fragrance of bamboo on his body, it is lingering and seductive, making people feel distracted and excited.

Song Guichen coughed dryly, applied the medicine to him without looking sideways, stood up and turned his back to him: "Okay, I'll go out first, you yourself, you get dressed yourself."

Looking at the back of the woman leaving in a hurry, Du Qingshan pursed his lips and smiled.

Looking at the delicate bow tied with white cloth around his waist, Du Qingshan stretched out his hand and pulled it, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

Although she went out, the touch left by her cool fingertips just now is still there, and the elegant daughter's fragrance on her body is still there.
Guessing that Du Qingshan should be ready, Song Guichen carried the food into the house.

Du Qingshan had already got out of bed, leaned on the wooden chair, thinking seriously with downcast eyes.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, why did you get out of bed?"

Du Qingshan raised his eyes and smiled: "I'm fine."

"You still said it's okay." Song Guichen said angrily, "You have suffered such a serious injury, but you didn't say a word, and endured it all night, you think you are a god."

"I'm not a god, but I'm Xiaochen's Ayan. I know that as long as Xiaochen is around, I'll be fine."

"loquacious."

Song Guichen prepared the food and wanted to feed it to him. Du Qingshan stopped her and said with a smile, "Xiaochen really thinks I'm a wounded person who knows nothing? As for the meal, I'll do it myself. "

His words reminded Song Guichen of changing the medicine for him just now, so he couldn't help but turn crimson, put the bowl and chopsticks in front of him, shrugged and said, "Then eat quickly."

Du Qingshan: "Where is the owner of this house?"

"Oh, you say that stingy, nasty old woman."

When mentioning the old woman, Song Guichen was furious.

In the past few days, that old woman has been tossing her a lot, just cooking and cooking, doing laundry, chopping firewood and cleaning the yard. She just treats herself like a maid.

After all, I have demands from others, and as long as the demands of the old lady are not excessive, Song Guichen will do them all.

"Strange, she was still there before you woke up, and I didn't see her in the kitchen just now." Song Guichen said dully, "But it's thanks to her these few days, otherwise you and I would have slept on the street."

"That's it." Du Qingshan smiled, "Why did Xiaochen say that old lady is stingy?"

"she--"

Song Guichen's words were on the verge of his mouth, he didn't want Du Qingshan to know how harshly the old woman had treated him these past few days, and he didn't want him to know that the jade hairpin he gave him was given to the old woman by himself.

Then he changed the subject and said: "Hey, the old man took us in out of kindness. She has lived alone for a long time, so she has a weird temper. But today is very strange, I don't know where she went."

Naturally, her hesitation and obvious change of subject could not be hidden from Du Qingshan's eyes.

Du Qingshan ate the food slowly: "Did she embarrass Xiaochen?"

"No, no."

Du Qingshan looked deeply at the person in front of him, without makeup, his thin lips were rosy.

Days of sleepless nights caused bruises in the corners of her eyes, and her hair was smooth and soft, but there were no pearls on her head, and no earrings on her ears.

He was also wearing a white linen jacket.

It's pure to the extreme.

There was something Du Qingshan didn't understand. Presumably, in order to take care of herself, she gave away all the valuables on her body.

Seeing him looking at himself so brightly, Song Guichen looked at himself:
"This is a dress given by the old lady. She said it belonged to her married daughter. Why, am I ugly wearing this?"

"It's not ugly. In my eyes, Xiaochen looks good no matter what she wears."

(End of this chapter)