I farmed and built a villa in ancient times

Chapter 59 Scaler
Zhou Chenyu looked at where the old man was sitting just now, "He should be out, I'll go look for him."

Yang Xi interrupted her suggestion, "No need, he will know if you put the things here."

He stood up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he looked at her coldly and gave her a few kind reminders.

"Although Uncle Zhang is usually kind and can be bullied, when he is stimulated, he can't control his emotions and is afraid of hurting innocent people. As a daughter of yours, it's better not to come to these places in the future."

"Hey, Team Leader Yang, I still have..." Zhou Chenyu didn't want to chase him out, watching him stride out of the yard, looking at the moss-covered stone steps under his feet.

She was cruel, her feet slipped down on purpose, and she fell down along the stone steps, letting out a sharp scream: "Ah!"

Yang Xi stopped and frowned displeased, anticipating another ridiculous trick. He turned around and saw Zhou Chenyu sitting there, leaving a skid mark on the bluestone.

He immediately walked over to check, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Chenyu covered his right ankle. This move killed a thousand enemies and cost him eight hundred. The cost was really heavy.

She squeezed out tears from her eyes, "Bandou Yang, my feet hurt so much."

Yang Xi opened the hem of her skirt. The skin on her ankle was broken and blood was flowing out. He stretched out two fingers and pressed down, frowning slightly.

Zhou Chenyu saw that he seemed to be suspicious, so he secretly pinched himself, gritting his teeth in pain, looking at him with tears in his eyes, "My foot seems to be twisted."

Yang Xi looked at her expression, no longer thinking about it, and said in a deep voice: "I will take you to the doctor."

Set up.

Zhou Chenyu's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he grabbed his arm pretending to be pitiful, and used his strength to push himself up. Halfway through, he fell down again, and couldn't help crying pitifully: "I really can't move my feet. Are you going to become a cripple?"

"How can one become lame so easily with a minor injury?" Yang Xi comforted him, turned his back, bent his knees and squatted, "Come up!"

what?
Zhou Chenyu wanted to believe it but couldn't believe it, so he asked with tears in his eyes, "Where are you going?"

Yang Xi turned his head and said, "I'll carry you to the hospital."

Go to the doctor's office?
She only had a small scratch and the sprained foot was all fake.

If you go to the doctor like this, wouldn't that reveal your secret?

Zhou Chenyu looked at his back. The play had reached this level, how could he give up halfway?

She lay on her back, put her hands on his chest, and said with a cry in her voice, "Then there will be squad leader Lao Yang."

Yang Xi carried her out of the hospital quickly and went straight to the hospital.

Zhou Chenyu lay on his shoulder and looked at him secretly from the corner of his eye. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, not breathing at all, as if she didn't exist on his back.

Along the way, neither of them spoke. Zhou Chenyu couldn't help but be restless, always wanting to do something.

In the alley with low eaves, a man warned, "Be careful."

"Yes." Zhou Chenyu lowered his head and unconsciously tightened the hand on his chest.

With her eyes lowered, she looked closely at his side face. It was different from the fair-skinned, delicate facial features and even some handsome guys with a slightly feminine look under the modern beauty filter.

He has a particularly healthy complexion with tenacious vitality, so that the lines and depressions on his skin are negligible.

The leaves sticking out of the corner fell on his face, and the intersection of shadows and sunlight formed scattered and mottled shadows on his resolute facial features. At this moment, he looked at him with the most primitive, instinctive and fatal attraction of human beings.

Zhou Chenyu looked at the unsmiling and focused look on his face, coupled with the previous impressions, he was just a reckless man full of righteousness.If she acted too intimately, she was sure that he would leave her on the spot.

Zhou Chenyu didn't dare to make too much of a mistake, so he only asked in a low voice, his breath blowing softly in his ear, "Boss Yang, you carried me all the way, why don't you let me down and walk on your own?" ?”

Yang Xi looked ahead and felt something strange beside his ears. He didn't dare to think too much and said coldly: "Your leg is injured like this. If you don't bear it any longer, the hospital is still a few steps away."

Zhou Chenyu saw his ears turning red little by little.

She smiled with satisfaction, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, buried her head near his neck, and squeezed two drops of hot tears into the crook of his neck.

Yang Xi paused for a moment, then quickened his pace and rushed to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, Zhou Chenyu was put on a chair. It was shortly after noon and the hospital was empty.

Yang Xi squatted half-crouched in front of her, looking at her level: "Just wait here, I'll go find the doctor, come as soon as you go."

"Okay." Zhou Chenyu watched him walk into the inner hall and then remembered his foot injury. He had been looking at people along the way and had forgotten to think of a way to escape.

"Old Shen, where are you? Old Shen." Yang Xi strode into the inner hall and called someone.

"Am I here?" Shen Yunzhi, who had been busy for half a day, took away the cattail leaf fan, sat up, and yelled dissatisfied: "What are you doing when Captain Yang comes to my humble house?"

Yang Xi heard the sound and entered the room, pulled him off the recliner and walked out, "There is an injured person outside. Go and take a look."

"Hey, hey, I haven't put on my clothes yet." Shen Yunzhi was dragged by him and hurriedly arranged his clothes, while cursing: "I see that you are not so anxious even when you are injured. Where is that person's injury? Call you Are you so worried?"

Yang Xi scolded, "Stop talking nonsense, just go if you are told."

Shen Yunzhi couldn't resist his strength and could only let him drag him away.

Zhou Chenyu thought about it for a while. He was about to run, but when he heard the voice, he immediately sat back down. Then he saw Yang Xi, a scholar with a pulled chin and a beard, pretending to be a young and mature scholar approaching.

Shen Yunzhi looked at the woman in front of him and glanced at him meaningfully, "Is she injured?"

Yang Xi pointed at Zhou Chenyu's wound, "She just sprained her foot. Take a look."

Zhou Chenyu looked at them, while Chen Yunzhi straightened his clothes and walked over slowly, "Girl, don't be afraid, let me see your injuries."

In ancient times, medical skills were underdeveloped and there were no machines to take pictures.

If she bit herself to death and crooked her foot, he couldn't say anything to her, right?

Zhou Chenyu exposed his wound and bit it to death, saying, "Thank you, doctor."

Shen Yunzhi stretched out his hand and pressed it on his ankle. His expression changed and he looked at her: "Girl, does it hurt here?"

Zhou Chenyu shed tears and said miserably, "Yeah, it hurts."

Shen Yunzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, then pressed his eyebrows away, "Does it hurt here too?"

Zhou Chenyu was moved to tears and his lips trembled, "Well, it seems to hurt more here. Doctor, can my foot still be healed? Will I become a lame?"

Shen Yunzhi touched the beard on his chin. Yang Xi leaned closer and was about to ask questions when suddenly a crowd gathered outside and shouted: "Help! Kill! Help!"

Yang stood up sharply and walked out without leaving a word.

(End of this chapter)