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Chapter 387 Chang Qi's Mercy
The old man looked Mu Dianke up and down, and said: "Yes. My wife is about the same size as the girl, and there are clothes she wore during her lifetime at home."

Turning around and going back to the house, my legs and feet were a little staggering.

After a while, the old man took out a set of neatly folded clean clothes and a brand new towel, handed it to Mu Dianke, and said, "Girl, wipe it off. It's easy to catch cold in this weather."

Mu Dian gratefully took the towel from the old man's hand, thanked him, and sat down to dry his hair half dry.He put the clothes brought by the old man on his body.

The old man took out a dustpan with firewood ash, sprinkled it on the blood-stained green brick floor, and rubbed it away with a broom.From the beginning to the end, Mu Dianke's origin was not asked.

Mu Dian could see that the old man behaved calmly, not in a hurry or panic, it might not be easy to guess his identity, but there was no need to inquire, and said: "I have been hunted down to this point, the old man helped me today, it is a kindness to me, I don't know what I can give in return Your?"

The old man smiled and said: "I am an elderly man. My wife has passed away. I have no son or daughter. I have seen everything and experienced everything in this world. There is nothing to worry about. I begged."

Holding a dustpan of blood-stained firewood ash, he got up and dumped it in the vegetable field.

After a while, another bowl of water came over and said, "Son, drink some water."

Mu Dianke took it, but it was a bowl of sugar water.After drinking the sugar water, I sat for a while, and my strength slowed down a little.Then he stood up and bowed to the old man to say goodbye.

The old man did not hold back either.

He opened another door and sent Mu Dianke out.

Going out is another street, Mu Dian can remember the direction of Huairen Hall, and not long after walking towards Jiangjun Street, he sees Chang Qi trotting over with an oiled paper bag humming a tune.

Mu Dianke quickly called out: "Chang Qi."

Chang Qile sneaked out, holding the freshly roasted chicken in his arms, and was very happy. He rushed five or six steps before he realized that someone was calling him.

Looking back quickly, I saw an old-fashioned woman with wet hair and a veil covering her face, waving at herself vigorously.

Chang Qi wondered, he didn't know such a person.

Taking a closer look, the woman's eyes exposed outside the veil were shrouded in smoke, as deep as a cold pool, beautiful as they were, but they were cold and alienated.

It seems... very familiar.

Chang Qi recalled the voice he heard just now, it was very clear and special, and he called out tentatively: "Miss Si?"

Mu Dianke pulled down the veil and said, "It's me."

Chang Qi was dumbfounded: "Why did you come to Chuzhou? You still dress like this."

Mu Dianke looked around and saw someone looking here curiously, so he lowered his voice and said, "You come here first."

Chang Qi glanced at his right arm from which the splint had just been removed, feeling lingering fear, stepped back a few steps, and shook his head like a rattle: "I don't!"

Seeing Chang Qi's frightened appearance, Mu Dian felt guilty and said, "I'm hurt."

Fearing that he would not believe it, he continued, saying, "Seriously injured. Don't worry, I can't hurt you."

Chang Qi is a kind-hearted person. When he heard that Mu Dianke was injured, he ran over, grabbed Mu Dianke's wrist, and said, "Why are you injured again? Who hurt you this time? Where is it?"

Chang Qi froze suddenly, stared at Mu Dianke, who was also stiff, and yelled, threw Mu Dianke's hand away as if grabbing a piece of hot coal, put his hands behind his back, and jumped back After a few steps, the tongue could not be straightened:

"You, you, that, I, I, I, I didn't mean it, you won't break my hand again, will you?"

Chang Qi was about to cry: "I was really wrong."

Mu Dian was already weak, and his body swayed under his strong force. He supported the wall to stand firm, shook his head, and said softly: "It's okay."

His face became paler and paler.

Seeing her like this, Chang Qi must have been really hurt, and felt extremely guilty for the push he just made.

He didn't dare to go forward to help.

He tried to take a step forward, and then another step, and saw that Mu Dian really had no intention of pursuing it, so he leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Are you really hurt?"

Mu Dianke nodded.

Chang Qi asked again: "Then can you go?"

Mu Dianke said: "I can walk, but I'm a little dizzy now, and I've lost too much blood. Is there anything you can do to slow me down?"

Chang Qi took out a small white jade bottle from his pocket, and took out a red ball for Mu Dianke to swallow.

The pill was Chang Suyi's carefully prepared elixir for nourishing blood and qi. Because the whole body is crystal clear and red in color, just like pomegranate seeds, it was named Pomegranate Dew, and it has a miraculous effect on relieving blood loss and fainting.

Chang Qi didn't hesitate when he took it out, seeing that Mu Dian had eaten it, he just smashed it and smacked his lips, feeling a little distressed for being late.

Chang Qi placed Mu Dianke in a nearby inn.

Because Mu Dian was wounded on his back, men and women were different, so Chang Qi couldn't check the wound.It was Mu Dianke who gritted his teeth and promised again and again that he would not do anything. Then Chang Qi took the courage to stick out two fingers, carefully took Mu Dianke's pulse, and went to a nearby pharmacy to grab the medicine and fry it.

Mu Dianke had been fighting with people for many years, and injuries were inevitable. He couldn't find a doctor in the wilderness, so he bandaged himself.Although the injury was on the back this time, it did not bother her. Tuo Changqi bought two mirrors from outside, adjusted the positions and placed them on the bed, cleaned the wound in front of the mirror, applied medicine, and wrapped a bandage.

Chang Qi came in and saw Mu Dianke sitting neatly on the bedside, with blood-stained cotton balls piled on the table, half used medicinal wine, and a small half roll of gauze, with his mouth open enough to stuff an egg in.

"Did you really bandage yourself?"

Chang Qi proposed to find a girl from the inn who brought tea and water to help Mu Dianke bandage up, but Mu Dian disagreed, saying that his whereabouts would be leaked, so he had to bandage himself.

Chang Qi was skeptical about this, and he didn't expect that Mu Dian could clean it up by himself after taking a medicine.

As a doctor, he couldn't clean his wound, apply good medicine, and put on a bandage in such a short period of time.Not to mention hurting your back.

She can really do it.

Chang Qi went forward, put the soup on the corner of the table, and said, "You are too powerful, aren't you? How did you do it?"

Mu Dian really didn't feel comfortable discussing the topic of "looking at the mirror before and after injury" with a man like him, so he said flatly: "Practice makes perfect".

For some reason, she felt that Chang Qi looked at herself with utter pity.

Mu Dianke got up to clean up a pile of messy things on the table, but was stopped by Chang Qi: "Leave it, let it go, I'll come."

Mu Dian couldn't help giving Chang Qi a strange look, and felt that Chang Qi's attitude towards her...was pity?

Said: "Let me do it, dirty."

Chang Qi glanced at Mu Dianke's sweat dripping down his cheeks because of the pain, curled his lips and said:
"Come on, don't be brave, and go to rest. We are doctors, what dirty things have we never seen? We are afraid of this blood."

(End of this chapter)