Watching the medicine flowing down from her mouth, it was about to stain her clothes.
Knowing that Nan Linhuang loved to be clean, Ziqing quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped it for her.
Being able to vomit medicine is a good thing, at least it proves that she didn't completely faint.
Ziqing thought so.
But when the next few mouthfuls of medicine were spit out one after another, Ziqing felt that spitting out medicine was not a good thing!
Ziqing became less gentle. He held her mouth and inserted the spoon a little deeper. After feeding her, he quickly raised her chin.
I didn’t spit out this mouthful.
Zi Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
But the person in her arms frowned, her beautiful brows were wrinkled, and her face looked bitter.
Ziqing was stunned.
Is it because of the pain caused by the medicine?
"Master? Master?"
Ziqing tried shouting to see if he could wake her up, but he couldn't.
Ziqing's eyes dimmed, and he continued to forcefully feed the medicine. Finally, he finished a bowl of medicine.
He carefully laid her down, covered her with a quilt, and wiped the corners of her mouth clean with a handkerchief.
The kerosene lamp was very dim, and the farmer's house was quite dilapidated. The windows were broken and leaked, and the lights flickered in the wind as if they would go out in the next second.
Under the dim flickering light, she looked like a fragile jade.
Ziqing sat by the bed and looked at her for a long time.
There were footsteps at the door, and a man came over with a lamp: "Little Master, aren't you guys going to rest?"
Ziqing raised his head: "I'm going to have a rest soon. By the way, are there any extra quilts?"
Autumn has entered now, and the nights in the mountains are very cold, with strong drafts from all sides. Nan Linhuang itself has been poisoned. If it gets cold again, it will make things worse.
The man said shyly: "Yes, but it's a little worn out. If you want me to pick it up, I'll pick it up."
Ziqing nodded and saluted: "Thank you, uncle."
"Young man, don't be so polite. I'm going to say hello to my wife."
A woman is in charge of the house, and if anything happens, she must be reported to her.
After about half a cup of tea, the man brought the quilt
The quilt was really shabby, full of patches, and it looked like it had been covered for many years, and the stuff stuffed inside had become hard.
Fortunately, it's quite clean, but it may have a bit of a musty smell after being stored in a box.
Ziqing took off the earrings from his ears. A round pearl could be sold for more than ten taels of silver.
Ziqing handed him the earring as a thank you.
"Hey, young man, I don't dare to accept such an expensive thing from you. It looks very valuable."
"Uncle, please take it. Thank you very much for taking us in." Ziqing said gently.
The man also liked the earrings very much, and finally accepted them. The man said: "The person lying on the bed must be your wife. You are so handsome. You two are a perfect match. Your wife seems to be very ill.
Go to the city at dawn tomorrow and ask for a doctor, don't delay."
Wife!
Ziqing's eyes flashed in panic, "Well..."
"Why do you look a little shy? You must be new here not long ago." The man said a few words and left.
Ziqing put the musty-smelling quilt on the outside and covered her body with his clothes. The clothes inside were not stained with blood.
If the cover is thick, you don’t have to worry about wind blowing in.
The bed is not very big, but it can sleep two people.
However, Ziqing didn't go to bed. He sat by the bed all night.
In the middle of the night, Nan Qing opened his eyes and took a look.
Ziqing was sitting on the edge of the bed, knocking his eyes. His back looked tall, but his body was very thin.