After pinching the tyrant's peach blossoms, I was favored

Chapter 43
"Xiao Song, I think your young master is seriously injured. Do you need to find a doctor? There is no doctor in the village. Do you want to go to the town to find one?"

Aunt Zhang watched Song Ran put Si Xie on the bed, and the blood-stained traces appeared again.

Song Ran shook his head: "No need, Aunt Zhang, I also know a little bit of medical skills, just let me treat my young master."

"So that's it. Then I'll bring you two sets of clean clothes to change into. You're all wet, and it won't be good when it's cold." Aunt Zhang opened the cabinet and found two sets that were washed white, but Still very clean men's clothes.

"I'll go out first, you change your clothes, the old man is still cooking, I told him to cook more. Don't worry, we can't avoid natural and man-made disasters, but the people in our village are very hospitable, and the old man and I will try our best to help You made it through."

After Mrs. Zhang told Song Ran, she went out, and she didn't forget to close the door for her intimately.

Looking at the closed door and the clothes in his hand, Song Ran suddenly remembered that when he was still in the sky...

Jie Xi would always tell her how interesting the world is.

Unlike Shangxian's boring practice life day after day, year after year, mortals will encounter many problems in their life, and they will also meet all kinds of people, but this is also the fun of life.

After coming to the world for so many days, although living in the palace is a life of intrigue, but when you come outside, you will find that there are still many kind-hearted people in the world.

"This should be the life in the world that Xixi longs for..."

Song Ran thought of that chubby Douding, and suddenly chuckled.

But when she caught sight of the tyrant lying unconscious on the bed from the corner of her eye, her smile faltered in an instant.

Her smooth days were ruined by him.

Although angry in my heart, I still have to do what needs to be done.

Song Ran reached out and tore off Si Xie's loose robe.

It turned out that his back was more serious, with a large bruise, no wonder the internal injury was so serious.

If he insisted on using his internal energy, he could actually use these internal energy on him, so at the very least, he wouldn't fall so hard.

But judging from his current physical condition, it is obvious that he only used very little internal energy on himself...

Taking a deep breath, Song Ran stretched out one of the relatively loose-looking clothes, and then put Si Xie in with great effort.

As for the trousers...

Song Ran glanced at it, and although she knew that Si Xie's trousers were still wet, she would rather have him wet than wait for him to wake up, becoming angry and going crazy again.

Sweating profusely, Song Ran finally changed Si Xie's clothes.

She looked down at her drenched body and knew that she had to change as soon as possible.

but……

She glanced at Si Xie's closed eyes from the corner of her eye, what if the tyrant woke up halfway?
After hesitating for a while, Song Ran finally decided to turn Si Xie over, with his back to her, and covered his head with a quilt.

After doing this, Song Ran carefully, like a thief, quickly took off his wet clothes, and then changed into the dry clothes.

In order to hurry up, she didn't even care that her breasts were still wet.

Last night, it was found that the tyrant was still in a coma.

She breathed a sigh of relief, hurried over and touched his forehead, but there was no fever.

Checked for a pulse, the overall is still stable.

Just at this time, Aunt Zhang's voice came from the door.

"Xiao Song, have you changed your clothes yet?"

Song Ran hurried over to open the door.

"It's changed, Aunt Zhang."

"Xiao Song, why is your face so red, do you have a fever?" Aunt Zhang looked at Song Ran's flushed face and asked worriedly.

Song Ran touched his face, it was really hot.

"It's okay, maybe the room is a little stuffy." She hurriedly explained.

In fact, it's not the house's problem, it's her own problem.

Just now, she was always worried that the tyrant would wake up halfway, causing her to be overly nervous, and her face would naturally turn red.

"Then is your son awake?" Aunt Zhang continued to ask.

"Not yet, but his condition is not that serious anymore, and he will probably wake up soon." Song Ran said meekly.

"That's good, how about this, the old man and I have already cooked the rice, you come over to eat first, don't starve yourself. As for your son, we will give him a meal." Aunt Zhang said with a smile Said.

"Okay, thank you Mrs. Zhang."

Song Ran responded immediately.

Since they fell into the river, it has been from morning to night, and I don't know how many hours have passed, and she is already very hungry.

Anyway, the tyrant couldn't see it, so she couldn't wait for him hungry and suffer for nothing.

Song Ran followed Aunt Zhang and soon came to a relatively spacious room.

There was a stove and an oil lamp inside, and the room was very warm.

Uncle Zhang is bringing out the dishes from the kitchen.

Seeing Song Ran coming, he also said cheerfully, "Xiao Song is here, come and eat."

He also called Song Ran "Xiao Song" along with his wife.

Song Ran didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but felt that it was very warm.

Aunt Zhang led her to the table, a very short wooden table with a blind corner, one of the legs of the table was broken, and it was padded with tiles.

There were four dishes on the table, three of which were vegetarian dishes, and only one of them, fried shredded pork with dried bamboo shoots, could see a few small pieces of meat on it.

"I don't have any good food at home, so..."

"No, I think it's very rich. It's good to have a mouthful of hot rice when you're away from home, not to mention that Aunt Zhang has prepared four dishes." Song Ran said to Aunt Zhang in the tone of a son and daughter of the world.

Aunt Zhang was amused, and she even said: "That's good, that's good. I just went to Aunt Li's next door to buy a small piece of chicken, and it's still stewing in the pot. Your son is injured and needs to be repaired." Make up for it."

To make up for the tyrant...

Song Ran gritted her teeth in her heart and muttered that she was not treated like this.

But she thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

"Don't stand stupidly, sit down and eat." Uncle Zhang greeted.

Song Ran sat down immediately, she took the rice that Aunt Zhang gave her, and sniffed. Although the food was simple, it was very delicious, and instantly aroused her appetite, which was already extremely hungry.

But when she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a dish, suddenly there was a familiar coughing sound from the door.

She turned her head hesitantly, and then saw the tyrant standing at the door with pale lips, staring at her quietly.

With a sound of "da", the dish slipped directly from Song Ran's chopsticks and fell into the rice bowl.

(End of this chapter)