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Chapter Twelve

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    The boss of the Chen family came back with antipyretics.

    Zheng Dehui poured a bowl of warm water and walked to the bed, trying to wake Xu Shujian who had fallen asleep.

    Song Fengchen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, half kneeling on the edge of the bed.  In a daze, Xu Shujian tilted her head and fell into Song Fengchen's arms.

    "Shu Jian, take your medicine." Zheng Dehui said in a low voice.

    Xu Shujian exhaled slightly, picked up the two white pills in Zheng Dehui's hand and stuffed them into his mouth, then filled half a bowl of water with his hands, his Adam's apple wrinkled into a bitter face as he moved up and down.

    bitter!

    uncomfortable!

    Xu Shujian gasped, and buried her head in Song Fengchen's arms, right on his heart.

    Song Fengchen felt that his heart was beating half a minute faster.

    He said: "Then I'll go back first."

    "Okay." Xu Junmin nodded with a weak voice and pale lips.

    Song Fengchen lifted the man together with the bedding with both arms, walked out of the room, and put them on the ox cart.

    He turned around and said to Zheng Dehui who was following him: "You can use the things I brought with you at ease, and tell me if you don't have enough."

    "Brother Song, please." Thinking of the pile of things that the boss of the Chen family had just unloaded from the bullock cart, Zheng Dehui's vicissitudes of face were full of gratitude.

    "By the way, I heard that the old man is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?" Song Fengchen said.

    Zheng Dehui nodded.

    "How are those inside?"

    Zheng Dehui frowns: "The situation is not optimistic."

    Song Fengchen understood: "Well, you can write a few prescriptions, and I'll ask Qiyan to help you get some medicinal materials, so let's take it easy."

    That's what the fifty or so dollars left in his pocket was for.

    The boss of the Chen family next to him responded immediately: "My Yue's family has a distant cousin who works in the county hospital. It shouldn't be difficult to get the medicine."

    "This, what an embarrassment, it's too much trouble for Brother Song." Zheng Dehui looked excited, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

    "It's nothing." Song Fengchen said slowly.

    He has done a lot of things to send charcoal in the snow. In his previous life, he raised hundreds of children as soon as they said they would raise them, and these few are not bad.

    not to mention¡­¡­

    Song Fengchen's eyes fell on the quilt on the bullock cart, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his heart turned a thousand times.

    Sending off the boss of the Chen family, Song Fengchen walked into the room, the oil lamp was dim, and black smoke rose, casting a swaying halo on the wall.

    Xu Shujian didn't sleep soundly, she kept raving, and couldn't hear clearly.

    Song Fengchen touched his forehead, which was as hot as ever.

    He found the enamel washbasin from a pile of things in the corner, went out to fetch a basin of cold water and came back, moistened it with a towel and placed it on Xu Shujian's forehead.

    After finishing this, his gaze moved down, and it happened to fall on Xu Shujian's lips. His lips were beautifully shaped, and when his upper lip was tight, he looked like a perfect bow. He had the same irresistible temptation as his person.

    Song Fengchen stared blankly, until Xu Shujian murmured, and the towel on his forehead fell off during the struggle.

    Song Fengchen came back to his senses, he picked up the towel, his hands were hot and humid, so he had to apply cold water on Xu Shujian's forehead again.

    He sighed slightly in his heart, and simply put aside distracting thoughts, got up and planned to go to the kitchen to get something to fill his empty stomach, but suddenly his eyes touched Xu Shujian's bare feet exposed outside the quilt.

    Song Fengchen walked around to the end of the bed, grabbed his gauze-wrapped left foot, and was about to stuff it under the quilt.  But he didn't expect that at the next moment, Xu Shujian's right foot tangles up consciously, clinging to his wrist.

    Between hot and cold, when the two collide, what falls is a heart.

    The lights inside the house were flickering, and the insects were buzzing outside.

    Song Fengchen stared at the round toes in front of him. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his little finger to scratch the soles of his feet.

    Suddenly, the soles of both feet retracted into the bed.

    Song Fengchen pressed the quilt, got up and went out, he did not go directly to the kitchen, but went to the main hall, took out a pack of cigarettes from the bamboo basket in the corner, tore open the package, took out one, and stuffed it into his mouth

    When Xu Shujian woke up and turned around, the sun was shining outside the house.

    He opened his eyes, panting lightly, his mind was in chaos.

    Amidst the creaking sound, the door opened.

    "You're awake." A man walked in.

    Xu Shu looked straight at the person who came, and the other person put his hand on his forehead and said, "I don't have the fever anymore, do you feel better?"

    Xu ShujianShaking his head and nodding.

    The visitor asked again: "Are you hungry?"

    "Hmm." Xu Shujian found herself making a long nasal voice.

    The man came and went.

    After a while, he came in with a bowl containing porridge made of pork bone soup, and he smelled the aroma.

    Holding the man's hand, she sat up and drank a bowl of hot porridge, Xu Shujian barely regained her energy.

    He looked at Song Fengchen: "Why am I here?"

    "This is my home." Song Fengchen said: "You were burnt out yesterday, and it was difficult to settle down in the cowshed, so I brought you back."

    Xu Shujian felt a little complicated for some reason, lowered his eyelids, and said softly, "Thank you!"

    "It's okay." Song Fengchen took the small bowl and put it on the stool beside the bed: "Sleep for a while, Second Sister-in-law Chen will come over from time to time to take a look, if you feel uncomfortable, tell them,  I also asked the boss of the Chen family to take care of the cowshed."

    Xu Shujian looked at him.

    Song Fengchen explained: "I'll go up the mountain and come back before dark."

    "Yes." Xu Shujian responded.

    Song Fengchen helped him to lie down.

    Xu Shujian vaguely smelled a faint smell of smoke from Song Fengchen.

    Actually, it doesn't smell bad, he thought.

    "By the way," Song Fengchen interrupted his thoughts: "The toilet is under the bed. If you are in a hurry, can you do it yourself?"

    Xu Shujian coughed unnaturally, looked away from Song Fengchen, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

    Song Fengchen chuckled, not disappointed, and walked out with the bowl in his hand.

    There should be no delay in going up the mountain. After another ten days and a half a month, Gastrodia elata will sprout, the roots will shrink, and the efficacy of the medicine will fade, so you can no longer pick them.

    Now seven or eight of them can rely on this little production in the mountain for their food, drink and Lazard use.

    Of course, this was done to prevent Xu Shujian from being embarrassed.

    There is a saying that Song Fengchen still knows, which is called distance produces beauty.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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