Jiang Yao came to the next room and knocked on the door. Soon, the door opened.
Jiang Yao saw the man sitting back on the chair, his handsome face expressionless, sitting upright. And the bed had no wrinkles at all.
"You didn't sleep last night?" Jiang Yao asked in surprise.
Ji Huaiye responded.
Jiang Yao immediately understood that Ji Huaiye had mysophobia. With his level of mysophobia, it was impossible for him to lie dirty on the bed. Moreover, this bed was someone else's bed!
"You're so precious." Jiang Yao snorted, then said helplessly, "I'll boil water for you to take a bath first, and then I'll change your bed."
After Jiang Yao finished speaking, she left the room and entered the kitchen.
She boiled hot water, poured it into a basin, and walked in.
Ji Huaiye's leg was injured and it was very inconvenient for him to move and it was difficult for him to wipe himself.
Jiang Yao thought about the muscles hidden under Ji Huaiye's clothes and felt nostalgic. She gradually became lustful and said with ill intentions:
"Aye, your legs are inconvenient, how about I help you wipe your body?"
Ji Huaiye looked at Jiang Yao suddenly, his face almost cracked, his eyes filled with disbelief. He was shocked that Jiang Yao could say such shameless words.
Of course, Jiang Yao can be even more shameless.
"I've already slept, what's the point? I'm thinking about your injury." Jiang Yao said.
How could this woman keep talking about that thing on the bed?!
Ji Huaiye was stiff for a moment, then shook his head, his tone a little stiff.
"No need, get out."
Jiang Yao went out with some regret.
She walked around in front of Jiang Laosan and forced Jiang Laosan to hand over a set of unworn clothes and gave them to Ji Huaiye.
He also directed Mrs. Cheng to invite the only doctor in the village.
Jiang Yao was waiting in the yard, and soon the doctor was invited.
The doctor's name was Zhu Rong. He was quite young. He looked to be in his twenties. Legend has it that he was originally a doctor at the county medical center. For some unknown reason, he came to their small mountain village to work as a barefoot doctor.
Jiang Yao took Dr. Zhu to the door and knocked on the door: "Aye, can I come in?"
"Yeah." There was an indifferent response from inside.
Jiang Yao pushed the door open and walked in. Ji Huaiye was already dressed.
He was wearing coarse linen clothes, but his air of dignity was still hard to hide. His bookish air was mixed with nobility, which was different from others.
His belt was tightly tied, and his collar was also very tight, with no muscles visible at all. With his face made of ice, he looked particularly abstinent.
He saw Jiang Yao's eyes wandering around his collar. If his eyes were real, he would have already taken off his clothes.
Ji Huaiye was angry and helpless, so he only glanced at her coldly.
Zhu Rong followed, feeling that this man was so cold.
He couldn't help but stare at the man for a few more times. He always felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
"I asked a doctor to look at your injury," Jiang Yao said.
Ji Huaiye's eyes fell on Zhu Rong, and Zhu Rong suddenly felt a little stiff.
The look in his eyes is a bit scary too.
Zhu Rong walked over and said with suppressed fear, "Let me take a look at the wound."
Ji Huaiye's injury was on his leg. No matter how tightly he covered it, he had to take off his pants.
Jiang Yao leaned over to look at his wounds. His skin was white and still hideous.
Many people in the village were bitten by wild animals, so the doctor dealt with them very quickly.
He finished treating the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it again.
"alright."
"Thank you for your hard work, doctor, come out and have a cup of tea." Jiang Yao smiled at Zhu Rong and said.
When Jiang Yao smiled, her eyebrows were curved and she had two dimples, and her face was a bit brighter.
Suddenly, she felt like she was being glared at, and she looked at Ji Huaiye, a little confused.
Why is he staring at himself?
Zhu Rong also felt a cold gaze falling on him, which was even scarier than before, and he was so frightened that he quickly left the room.
Jiang Yao poured the doctor a cup of tea and drank it.
"Keep taking this medicine, twice a day. I'll come back tomorrow to change the medicine," Zhu Rong said.
Jiang Yao gave Zhu Rong money and sent Zhu Rong away.
"Mom, the porridge is ready." Tianbao ran over and said.
This porridge was cooked by Gou Zai and Mrs. Cheng.
Ms. Zhao used the excuse that she was sick and couldn't get out of bed, so Mrs. Cheng had to do the work. She was very lazy, so she cooked the most convenient porridge.
When Jiang Yao brought Congee into Ji Huaiye's room again, she saw his eyes staring at her.
"You, please respect yourself," Ji Huaiye said.
Jiang Yao looked confused.
"If you have a family, don't do this to other men." Ji Huaiye said.
"What family?"
"A child calls you 'mother'."
When he heard a childish voice calling Jiang Yaoniang, he felt inexplicably disappointed.
"Yes, I have two children. The boy is called Gouzai and the girl is called Tianbao." Jiang Yao said.
"You have a husband and yet..." Ji Huaiye couldn't help but feel angry in his voice.
Ji Huaiye felt that her anger must be because she did not respect herself. She clearly had a husband, but she still said such things to herself!
"I don't have a husband, I'm a widow." Jiang Yao said.
Ji Huaiye was stunned for a moment: "Widow?"
"Yes, my man is dead."
The man who gave her birth to two children has not yet appeared. Even if he is not dead, Jiang Yao treats him as dead.
After Ji Huaiye heard this, he felt a little better.
"You should take a nap. You don't know how tired you are. I'm going out." After Jiang Yao finished speaking, she went out.
Ji Huaiye was in a daze for a while, then climbed onto the bed and was about to lie down.
With a creak, the door opened from the outside, and a little head stuck in.
Ji Huaiye looked up, and saw that the eyes of one boy and one boy were facing each other.
Ji Huaiye looked at the little guy. His young face and big black eyes were so cute. He hated children the most, but looking at this little girl, he always felt inexplicably close to her.
Tianbao looked at Uncle Jun in front of her and felt happy. She had never seen such a good-looking person.
She slipped in through the crack in the door, walked up to Ji Huaiye on her short legs, and raised her little head to look at him.
"Daddy~" the immature little voice sounded.
Ji Huaiye was immediately stunned by the call.
Listening to this childish voice, it was the one who just called Jiang Yao Niang. It seemed that she was Jiang Yao's daughter Tianbao.
If you call him daddy, wouldn't he and Jiang Yao...
Ji Huaiye said stiffly: "I am not your father."
"Then can you be my daddy?"
"no."
"Why?"
"Because your mother and I are not husband and wife."
"Then can you be husband and wife?"
"no."
"Why?" The little girl raised her little head and asked innocently.
"Because I don't like your mother."
"My mother is very good..." Tianbao counted her mother's advantages in detail.
Ji Huaiye's tone was firm: "No."
The little girl lowered her head in despair.
At this time, the door opened and Jiang Yao walked in from the outside.
She didn't hear the conversation between the two, but saw Tianbao pestering Ji Huaiye.
"Tianbao, don't disturb uncle, let him sleep well."
With that said, he took the little girl out.
Tianbao really wanted that uncle to be his father. He couldn't persuade him, so Tianbao wanted to persuade Jiang Yao.
"Mom, I really want my uncle to be my father..." The little guy's face looked expectant.
"No." Jiang Yao said decisively.
Tianbao drooped his head sadly.
Jiang Yao touched Tianbao's head, feeling a little guilty.
She knew that Tianbao and Gouzi lacked fatherly love and wanted to find a father. She could try her best to do other things, but she would not marry anyone just to satisfy them.
Although she likes to take advantage of Ji Huaiye, in fact, the person she is least likely to marry is Ji Huaiye.
Ji Huaiye is a typical beautiful, strong and miserable person. Jiang Yao has a crush on him, but there is no way she will like him.
This kind of person can only be seen from a distance, and it will be very tiring to deal with the truth.
She is not interested in cold-hearted ice cubes.
She doesn’t want to get married either. How can she be happy about making money while getting married?!