Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 74 Miss Ah Nuan Can Talk (2)
When Si Jixia spoke, he felt a little lost in his heart, son... she actually called him son again...

"I didn't mean to hide it from my son, but everyone who has met the eighth lady of Zuoxiangfu knows that she is dumb. If I open my mouth to speak, I will scare you." Dong Nuan explained lightly, if not before When he was nervous outside, he would not be able to avoid the sharp sword that pierced the night and accidentally blurted out words, and she didn't know when she would speak to him, after he checked her throat and healed it?Or when he actually sees her as his wife?
Maybe I will be a quiet mute in front of him for the rest of my life, and there is nothing wrong with being dumb. You can keep silent if you don’t want to answer or say anything, but since you have already opened your mouth in front of him, there is nothing better Concealed.

After Dong Nuangu finished speaking, he didn't continue to say other meanings. He just took out the cut bandage from the paper bag and slowly bandaged the wound on his palm. Her expression was not the same, nor was her tone of voice similar.

There was silence between the two of them again, and neither of them planned to ask each other any further questions.

Dongnuan therefore bandaged Si Jixia's palm wound, even the wound on the tiger's mouth was neatly bandaged, and finally tied a neat knot on the back of his hand. When she was doing these movements, Si Jixia They all kept looking at her, not at the movements of her hands, but at her slightly drooping eyebrows, and gradually saw the gods again, until Dong Nuan tied the knot on the back of his hand and raised his eyes to look at him. Did not come back to God.

Dong Nuan raised the corners of his mouth to him without warning, and smiled slightly, "I should thank you, Young Master, for saving me."

Dong Nuangu's light smile brought Si Jixia back to his senses in an instant, and his first reaction when he came back to his senses was to look away quickly, his heart was beating fast, his cheeks were blushing, as if he had done something wrong and was caught on the spot average.

"It's good that Miss Ah Nuan is fine." Si Jixia's heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to watch Dong Nuan's story anymore, but said rather nervously.

When he was nervous, he put together Dongnuangu's left hand which he had just bandaged for him, and the smile on Dongnuangu's eyebrows faded instantly, and at the same time he forced his hand into his slightly folded up In the palm of the left hand, the palm was close to his palm and gently held his hand back, his eyes were very calm, and his tone was also very calm: "Young master only has one hand, don't you want it to heal faster?"

The scorching temperature that made Si Jixia feel attached to his palm again made him stunned. He looked down at the slender hand that was gently holding his hand back to prevent him from tightening his fist in a little astonishment. I don't know how to react.

Dong Nuangu didn't seem to care about Si Jixia's reaction, he only shifted his gaze from his left hand to his left arm, and said in a calm tone, "Let me see the injury on your arm."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, Si Jixia's hand, which was held by her, trembled suddenly, and then he pulled out his hand and grabbed the cloak on his body, as if he was worried about the warmth of the winter, so he would open his cloak. , refused: "No need, thank you, Miss Ah Nuan, for your concern, I will take care of the wound on my arm myself."

"Your hand is already hurt, why did you come by yourself?" Dong Nuangu's voice suddenly turned cold, even his eyes were cold, he swept his feet that were still trying to shrink to the bottom of the bed, and frowned He said, "Use your feet? Didn't you just knock down the lights?"

Dong Nuan didn't know what was wrong with her, why she suddenly felt a little angry, she just felt that life had splashed cold water on her warm palms, she was very shameless, she hardly cared about anyone, he still The first in her memory.

Dong Nuangu's words were quite direct, Si Jixia was not overwhelmed with anger, but straightened his body and pulled the cloak tighter, lowered his head and pulled the corners of his mouth and said softly: "It's nothing, doing things with feet is also a common thing, just now It was just carelessness to pour the oil lamp down, Miss Ah Nuan don't care about me, go back to the house, I'm too ugly to do things with my feet, I'm afraid it will stain the eyes of Miss Ah Nuan."

Si Jixia's words made Dong Nuan feel a little stuck, but she didn't leave, but looked at Si Jixia quietly, Si Jixia didn't urge her to leave, and didn't move his hands or feet, the room was so quiet that only they could hear Breathing sounds of varying depths.

After a while, Si Jixia said again in a low voice: "Miss Ah Nuan, go back to the house."

This time Dongnuan didn't say anything, stood up, turned around and walked out of the room.

When she turned around, Si Jixia slightly closed his eyes.

Because of the warmth of winter, he did not close the door for Si Jixia when he left the house, so the cold air rushed into the small room, blowing away the unpleasant wet and rotten smell in the room, and it also made Si Jixia The cloak on his body shook slightly.

After a while, Si Jixia slowly loosened his grip on the cloak, stood up, and walked slowly towards the door with his bare feet, without any shoes or socks on. He slowly raised his hand and put the back of his hand against the back of the door, trying to close the door.

At this moment, Dong Nuan Gu went back and reappeared in Si Jixia's sight, causing him to stand up with his bare feet nervously for a moment.

Dong Nuangu was holding a white porcelain plate the size of a palm in his hand, which was filled with cloudy soybean oil, but he didn't even look at Si Jixia. The soybean oil in the porcelain dish was poured into the lampstand whose flame was about to be extinguished, and then he made another gesture to leave.

"Ah..." Si Jixia opened his mouth when Dongnuangu passed in front of him again, and was about to call her, but he just uttered a word, Dongnuangu walked past him as if he didn't hear anything, staring at her. Without even looking at him, she walked into the pitch-black night expressionlessly, leaving only Si Jixia whose words were still stuck in her throat.

The night wind was still rushing into the house, blowing the cloak on Si Jixia's shoulders and the flames on the lampstand.

Si Jixia was silent for a moment, then slowly closed the door, sat back on the edge of the bed again, spread out his left hand, fixedly looked at his palm which was wrapped flat by the white cotton bandage, and then glanced at Dong Dong who was lying on the bed. The paper bag left behind by Nuan Gu, inside the paper bag were unused strips of white cotton cloth, two small white porcelain medicine bottles, and next to the small porcelain bottles were two small paper bags the size of a palm.

Si Jixia's eyes paused on the two small paper bags, and then he slowly stretched out his hand to open the small paper bags. Because of the injury on his hand, his movements were a little slow.

The sound of the paper bag being opened was especially clear in the quiet hut. After the paper bag was opened, Si Jixia was stunned for the first time, his eyes trembling a little, staring at the things in the small paper bag.

Those are two round rice balls.

Si Jixia's fingers trembled involuntarily. Did she... notice that he didn't eat much rice at Grandma Mo's house today?Then she also noticed his ugly appearance when eating.

(End of this chapter)