So the posture of the man in black lying on the ground is still the posture when the nanny first saw him.
When Xia Qing'an saw the person lying on the ground in the garden, his eyes instantly turned red. It wasn't a dream, it wasn't a dream, that person was An Jiu, even if he didn't see the face, but just the back, he could recognize it right away.
All the uneasiness and fear in Xia Qing'an's heart disappeared immediately when she saw An Jiu.
When Xia Qing'an saw An Jiu lying unconscious on the ground, she was suffocated for a moment and couldn't breathe.
Xia Qingan took a deep breath to calm herself down, ran over, and asked the nanny to help him into the house.
Xia Qing'an kept hinting in her heart that An Jiu would be fine, he was so powerful, and modern medicine was very good.
"Mother Li, bring me a basin of hot water, and then go to my room to find... loose pajamas."
"Huh? Oh, good master."
The nanny hurried out to prepare things, while Xia Qing'an went to the locker in the living room to bring the medicine box.
After getting everything ready, Xia Qingan asked the nanny to go out. After locking the door, Xia Qingan carefully took off the black dress on An Jiu's body. In some places, the clothes and the wound were stuck together. Bleeding again.
Xia Qing'an tried her best to keep her hands from trembling so much, and tried her best to force back her tears. She couldn't panic, and couldn't cause An Jiu to suffer more injuries because of her own reasons.
After taking off her clothes, Xia Qing'an wiped off the blood on An Jiu's body, and took out medical alcohol from the first aid kit to disinfect the wound.
When the alcohol was applied to the wound, Xia Qing'an clearly felt the trembling of An Jiu's body, looking up, An Jiu's face was pale on the bed, and her brows were tightly wrinkled.
"An Jiu, it's okay, relax, you'll be fine with me here."
Xia Qing'an quickly wiped away the tears that were about to fall, and comforted the wound while disinfecting the wound, these words seemed to be said to An Jiu, but also seemed to be said to herself.
Xia Qing'an didn't notice that after he spoke, An Jiu's frown slowly relaxed, as if after confirming something, she felt at ease.
After Xia Qing'an had sterilized and applied medicine to An Jiu's wounds all over her body, her tense nerves relaxed. Only then did she feel that her back was covered in cold sweat, and her whole body seemed to be exhausted. She looked down at herself, her pure white pajamas were stained. It was full of blood and extremely terrifying.
Because of the injuries on An Jiu's body, Xia Qing'an didn't put any clothes on him, and lay naked on the bed, covered him with a thin quilt, and threw the blood-stained sheets and black clothes into the clothes basket in the bathroom , I also quickly took a shower, changed clothes, and washed up.
After finishing all this work, it was almost nine o'clock, and Xia Qing'an, who hadn't eaten breakfast, was growling with hunger.
Xia Qing'an didn't have the mind to take care of her stomach right now, she lay down beside the bed exhaustedly, stretched out her hand to gently touch An Jiu's face, it's a good thing, you're here too, it's a good thing, you're not dead.
Xia Qing'an was very lucky that An Jiu came with him, otherwise, he might go crazy.
If it was in the past, before he met An Jiu, no matter what situation he encountered, he would not have the idea of committing suicide. He would just immerse himself in his own world and close himself in his own world.
After meeting An Jiu, he felt that if An Jiu stayed by his side, no matter where he stayed, he would feel at ease.
The moment he woke up, when he realized that the two years he lived with An Jiu might have been a dream, he felt his heart die at that moment.
You don't know that good feeling until you get it, and you don't think about it.
But when he gained and lost again, no one would understand Xia Qing'an's feelings. The pain was like cutting a piece of flesh from his heart.
The meaning of Dark Nine to Xia Qing'an is not only peace of mind, but also a sustenance for life.
Fortunately, An Jiu came, and appeared before Xia Qing'an completely lost her will to live.
I can't go to the hospital now, otherwise the sword wound on An Jiu's body can't be explained clearly, and it will cause trouble, and it's not clear whether An Jiu is allergic to western medicine.
If Western medicine is not enough, I will use traditional Chinese medicine. Fortunately, he knows some prescriptions for wound healing. Xia Qingan glanced at An Jiu, who had her eyes closed, and left the room. She wrote a copy of the Chinese medicine she wanted to buy and gave it to Li Ma, who asked her to go to the big pharmacy to buy it. By the way, buy a casserole for boiling medicine.
Li Ma didn't ask any questions, and reminded the young master to keep the porridge cooked in the casserole warm, so that he would remember to eat it, so he could go out after taking the medicine.
Seeing how nervous the young master was towards that person, the young master probably knew him. The young master seldom paid attention to others. To be precise, almost no one got the young master's attention. Even the young master and the young master seemed to ignore him, so that People must be very important to the young master.
In the afternoon, An Jiu had a fever, Xia Qing'an stayed by his side, wiped his body over and over again with alcohol, and used physical methods to help him cool down.
After eight o'clock in the evening, it was already dark outside, Xia Qing'an was lying on the bedside with her eyes closed, taking care of An Jiu all day, and her nerves were always tense, but his body was much weaker than ordinary people of the same age after all , was still too tired to fall asleep.
Even when she was asleep, Xia Qing'an still held An Jiu's hand tightly, as if if she held it, she wouldn't be able to separate.
The eyelids of the person lying on the bed moved, and the fingers held by Xia Qingan trembled. Xia Qingan was awakened immediately, and after blinking for a few seconds, he realized that he had returned, and An Jiu had also come over. .
Xia Qing'an sat up straight and looked at An Jiu, wanting to show him if the fever was still there, but seeing the man's eyes open and looking at him, Xia Qing'an's body froze, and her eye sockets gradually turned red at the speed of the naked eye.
"Anjiu... um... you finally woke up."
The tears in his eyes finally overflowed and flowed down his eyes, and the uneasiness and fear he suppressed in his heart finally broke out. Xia Qing'an's delicate face showed an expression of grievance, as well as some red and swollen eyes, which made people feel pity.
"Owner?"
An Jiu looked at the stranger in front of him, his expression was stunned for a moment, but he quickly covered it up, looking at the man in front of him who was prettier than his master, he was a little suspicious, his face was different, but his tone was very similar, and It feels very familiar.
"Wow~ An Jiu, I'm so scared, I'm afraid you won't wake up."
Xia Qing'an cried more and more, An Jiu woke up, he no longer had to pretend to be strong, and he didn't need to hide his uneasiness anymore, because An Jiu was by his side.
"Master, don't cry... cough cough cough..."
An Jiu's voice was a little hoarse, her throat was dry, and she was a little speechless, but she still tried her best to comfort her master.
"Well... don't talk, I'll help you get up and drink some water."
Xia Qing'an also noticed An Jiu's situation at this time, quickly wiped away her tears, helped An Jiu up and half lay on the bedside, and put a soft pillow on his waist.
While Xia Qingan was pouring water, An Jiu also observed the surrounding situation, the room was very bright and large, the decorations were exquisite and novel, the bed she was lying on was very big and soft, um, it seemed that the master's life was very good.
But when he saw his upper body exposed due to the slip of the quilt, and he felt as if he was not wearing anything, he immediately showed a calm expression, and the roots of his ears turned pink.
"Drink some warm water first, and I'll go to the kitchen to get the porridge."
Xia Qing'an put the cup of water in An Jiu's hand, and when she got up to go out, there was a knock on the door and Mama Li's voice.
"Master, it's half past eight, are you going to rest?"
"Mama Li, bring me two bowls of porridge."
"Okay, young master, wait a moment."
The sound of footsteps outside the door disappeared, Xia Qing'an sat back in the chair again, took the empty cup in An Jiu's hand and put it on the table.
"Master... clothes..."
"Don't worry, wait until the medicine is changed before wearing it."
"But this..."
Xia Qing'an looked at An Jiu's dodgy eyes and red ears, then at the half-exposed chest, blinked, and took a long time to react.
"Cough... I was negligent, you put on your pajamas first."
Xia Qing'an's face was a little red. When she first helped An Jiu wipe her body, because her heart was a little heavy, she didn't notice this, and she only reacted now.
Xia Qing'an helped An Jiu put on his shirt, because his body was relatively slender, and even looser clothes like pajamas seemed a bit narrow on An Jiu's body.
"You wear mine first, and I'll buy new ones for you tomorrow."
"...Yes, master..." An Jiu's body felt a little unnatural, the clothes he was wearing belonged to the master, and the master wore them, and when he thought of this, An Jiu's heart trembled, and his heart rate was a little abnormal.
Li Ma brought over the porridge and the boiled medicine by the way, seeing that the young master's friend had woken up, she was also relieved.
"Master, finish the porridge before taking the medicine, don't forget." Li Ma put down the things and told her.
"Well... Mama Li, can you help me... buy some clothes tomorrow?"
Xia Qing'an struggled again and again, thinking of An Jiu's clothes, she still opened her mouth.
"Eh? Did you buy it for the young master's friend?" Mama Li was a little surprised.
"En." Xia Qing'an nodded.
"Let Xiao Zhang go tomorrow, Xiao Zhang always knows better than me what clothes boys buy."
Xia Qing'an nodded, then Li Ma smiled at An Jiu and went out, the young master's friends are indeed very important to the young master, for him, the young master said today what he usually said for half a year.
"Owner… "
"Don't worry, drink the porridge and take the medicine first, and I will explain tomorrow." Xia Qingan interrupted him and said.
"Master, the subordinates come by themselves."
Anjiu's expression was a little stunned, and his face was a little red, how could he ask his master to feed him porridge
Seeing that he insisted on drinking by herself, Xia Qingan gave up and gave him the bowl.
Hmm... An Jiu was a little shy, with a deep-rooted sense of master and servant, so he couldn't be too anxious, at least he didn't reject him much when he kissed him.
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When the sky was slightly bright, An Jiu woke up, the habit he had developed over the years, it is impossible for him to have the habit of sleeping until the sun rises.
Or maybe it's the presence of the master's breath around him, which makes him feel at ease, and they are safe enough now, and An Jiu can't sleep at night.