The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

Cui Hejin looked at her body trembling slightly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing the emotions in his eyes.

He also tried to restrain his emotions.

"Scared you?"

Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, "No."

She won't be afraid of him, "It's just that you are different from usual, what's wrong with you?"

She only worries about him.

Cui Hejin asked in a low and hoarse voice, "Is there any injury?"

"I'm not hurt."

"Is the blood really not yours?"

This afternoon, Cui Hejin was a little uneasy thinking about the blood on her body and thinking about the news he had inquired about.

Looking at Cui Hejin's eyes, Jiang Zhiluo probably understood.

"Are you afraid of wounds on my body?"

Realizing this, Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows and eyes suddenly curved into a crescent shape.

She reached out and pressed the wall behind, looked up at him and said, "husband, are you worried about me?"

"Do you want your husband to check?"

Jiang Zhiluo's eyes were as clear as clear water, but also as bright as the sun, she just looked at Cui Hejin like that.

She deliberately wanted to see Cui Hejin's reaction.

Cui Hejin's expression changed, and he slowly turned his head to look at her.

His picturesque eyes are as deep as fog, and there seems to be a trace of charming entanglement hidden.

When Jiang Zhiluo met such eyes, her heart trembled fiercely, feeling like silk vines wrapped around her heart.

She couldn't stand it.

Jiang Zhiluo put her hands down, turned her head slightly to avoid looking at Cui Hejin, "Cough...well, I'm fine, and I'm not injured."

"It was the young owner of the medical center who was seriously injured. When I treated his wound, he got blood on his body."

Cui Hejin said in a low voice: "In Shenshi, there was a fire in the Xinglin Medical Center. It must have been assassinated and set on fire."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiluo's face changed greatly, "What, it's on fire, what about the people in the medical center?"

The people in Xinglin Medical Center were very nice. Cui Hejin fell ill that night, so she went to the medical center to borrow silver needles. Later, the young owner gave her the set of silver needles as a gift.

What's more, she also earned consultation fees from there, not to mention the ten taels of silver at the beginning, even the 20 taels of silver at this meeting is not a small amount.

Others don't believe that a young girl has medical skills, but the young master trusts her.

This kind of trust is really hard to come by.

Cui Hejin's eyelids moved slightly, and there was an aura on her body, which gave people a faint sense of oppression.

"You're worried about him!"

Jiang Zhiluo didn't notice any strangeness in Cui Hejin's expression at this time, but instinctively replied: "Of course, I just saved someone. If this person dies, I feel that the rescue was for nothing."

Cui Hejin said coldly: "Don't worry, he's fine."

Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, he said: "Hey, how do you know?"

Cui Hejin didn't speak.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that if he didn't want to say something, he wouldn't say it no matter how much he asked.

But she believed Cui Hejin's words, as long as people are fine.

"Well, since there's nothing else to do, let's clean up first, let's have dinner."

Cui Hejin nodded.

That night, when Jiang Zhiluo was sleeping, she slept a little restlessly, her dream was full of flames.

Cui Hejin's sleep was shallow, and she seemed to be able to feel her uneasiness immediately.

Cui Hejin got up slightly and looked at her, tucked in the quilt for her, and said softly: "It's okay, have a good sleep."

The next morning, when Jiang Zhiluo woke up, it was still dark, and Cui Hejin had already woken up.

After washing up, he went to fetch water first.

Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui made leek boxes and pot helmets.

After breakfast, Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui pushed the small dining car to Yangliu Village.

It was just dawn when they set off.

At this time, many people in the village also got up, some people had already made breakfast, and the chimneys on the eaves were emitting smoke.

There are also children helping the family to drive a group of ducks and geese to the river early.

The group of ducks and geese are lined up and quacking, which is quite cute to look at.

When the children in the village saw Mrs. Cui and Jiang Zhiluo, they would shout loudly, "Auntie, sister Jiang."

Mrs. Cui will also respond enthusiastically, "Hey, it's Daquan, are you rushing to the river?"

"Well, if you drive the ducks into the river, you don't need to feed them. They can eat in the river."

Some people happened to carry water home, and when they saw them, they would greet them warmly.

The people in the village are enthusiastic, and they will exchange a few words when they meet.

"Oh, sister Cui, you just look at this thing, are you going to set up a stall?"

Mrs. Cui said: "Zhiluo's father helped to make this. It is very useful. Yes, I went to Yangliu Village to set up a stall."

"Oh, your in-laws are really nice."

"That's not!"

"By the way, you can go to the market later. Many people in our village are going to Yangliu Village to go to the market today. They have agreed to build the ox cart for Lizheng's family. His youngest son will drive the ox cart to the market, and we will follow along."

Zhou Zhaoxi, the eldest son of Lizheng's family, also helped build the house and received wages every day, so he had no time to go to other places on weekdays.

However, the youngest son of the Lizheng family is also strong and capable, and can drive an ox cart.

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: "No, it's just right for us to push the cart."

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help laughing until she walked out of the village.

Thinking of my previous life, no matter what I did, I was in a hurry, and when traveling in big cities, my steps were fast.

But here, watching everyone's slow-paced life, listening to everyone's voice, breathing will slow down.

Such a slow-paced pastoral life will actually make people relax involuntarily.

The small dining cart has drum wheels and a handle on the side, so it can be walked like a small trolley, which is very convenient.

When we arrived at Yangliu Village, it was obvious that the roads on both sides were much wider.

The nearby roads also seem to have been repaired, without potholes, very smooth.

Mrs. Cui said: "A long time ago, when there were not many villages around here, there was Yangliu Village, so Yangliu Village had the custom of going to the market, which was passed down from the ancestors."

"Later, there were more and more nearby villages. Knowing that there are many people selling things in Yangliu Village and the prices are cheap, everyone is willing to come here to go to the market."

"Don't look at it as just a village, but there are many kinds of things."

"During the twelfth lunar month last year, the market here was only lively."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Can't our village go to the market?"

It would be convenient if Donghe Village went to the market.

"Which village has a market is a custom handed down from the ancestors. It doesn't mean that any village has a market if it wants to. The remote conditions are poor, and it is difficult to open an episode.”

"Yangliu Village is a big village. Every household has a lot of land and food, and the conditions are good. There are hundreds of households in this village alone. Naturally, everyone is willing to come to Yangliu Village for the market."

Jiang Zhiluo understood that this meant that the people in Yangliu Village itself had spending power.

They came a little late and there was not much room.

Many stalls are set up.

Jiang Zhiluo took a look and found that there were indeed many kinds of things, more than those in the East City of the town.

She also saw a cloth seller, and Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed: "Mother, there are cloth sellers at the stall over there, I wonder if the price is cheap!"