At night, the temperature in the city has risen from freezing day and night to a level where people dare not go out without covering their hands and ears.
Pedestrians on the road also took off their heavy coats and walked relaxedly on the street.
You can enjoy everything without having to wrap it like rice dumplings.
Spring has arrived, and the restlessness that has been sealed in winter for a long time should emerge, be exposed to the sun, and be melted by warmth.
Within the villa, there were people guarding it for half a month.
An Zisu was already stationed at this place.
He has room and board here every day. In order to facilitate his activities, Su Jingjing arranged a room on the second floor for him to live in.
Being able to be with Wen Li in these few days has taught him more than he did in several summer vacations at Gu's Medicine Hall.
The master of Medicine God is indeed worthy of his reputation.
An Zisu, who had just come up from the basement, rubbed his neck and looked around the living room. Apart from the bodyguards who were protecting him openly and covertly, the smell of food came from the kitchen.
Su Jingjing just brought the freshly prepared meal to the table, including four dishes, one soup, and steamed yellow croaker, which was very rich.
"How is Xia Chen?" Su Jingjing placed the bowls and chopsticks.
An Zisu pulled up the chair and sat down, "I'm feeling much better now, and my speech is much normal."
Fortunately, Xia Chen has paid attention to exercise in these years, and his physical fitness is much better than ordinary people. Coupled with Wen Li's prescription, he naturally recovers faster than ordinary people.
Su Jingjing nodded. In order to take care of Xia Chen's self-esteem, she rarely went down to see him.
No boy wants to expose his inability to take care of himself to others.
So even Nangongye Wenli didn't let him come over to see Xia Chen.
"You eat first. Wen Li will come over and take your place later. I'll go up and take a shower first. You're welcome." Su Jingjing said and untied the apron around her waist.
An Zisu nodded, picked up the fish on the plate, and then raised his eyes to look at the exquisite wooden packaging box beside the sink.
Sister Su is not very good at cooking, so she has been bringing him food from the restaurant these days.
Three meals a day are never interrupted, and they are all chosen from the best chefs and the most nutritious food.
He really fell in love with Xia Chen. Wen Li and Su Jingjing were both people who used the word "爱屋jiwu" to the extreme.
He is Xia Chen's doctor, so he will naturally receive the best care.
After eating half full, An Zisu got up and made some medicine for Xia Chen. Xia Chen could also start to eat some simple liquid food in the past few days.
Su Jingjing specially bought a local chicken to make soup for him. It happened that she was pretty good at making soup, without oil or salt, and she made the chicken soup strictly according to Wen Li's cooking method.
As soon as the lid was opened, a mist of fragrance filled the air, and the rich fragrance made one's index finger lick.
An Zisu curled his lips in satisfaction. After eating the clear porridge these days, Xia Chen finally had a change of taste.
"Ding dong..." The electronic doorbell rang.
An Zisu turned around and wanted to call Su Jingjing but then remembered that she had just gone to take a shower, so she took the remote control placed on the dining table and pressed the door open button.
The man who came in from the door looked around and accurately caught An Zisu standing in the kitchen making soup.
"Are you Mr. Xi?" An Zisu stared at him for a while and said.
He had met Xi Moqian a few times anyway, and every time Xi Moqian went back, Xi Moran came to pick her up.
Naturally, he had seen this man before.
He is the head of the Xi family.
"You are?" Xi Moran raised his eyebrows.
"My name is An Zisu, and I am Wen Li's apprentice." He briefly introduced himself.
Xi Moran didn't speak, just stared at him.
There have been a lot of big events in the Xi family these days, and Fu Yuheng left too many problems, which also affected the Xi family.
I have been so busy these days that I only have time to come here at this time.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw such a young man staying here. Not many people knew about this villa.
The person who can be brought here is naturally unusual.
"Are you looking for Sister Su?" An Zisu looked back and said, "She went to take a shower."
Xi Moran understood, stretched his long legs and pulled out a chair with one hand and sat in front of the dining table.
The man's eyes swept across the table. The dishes and dishes placed showed that there were only two people dining here.
An Zisu took out the soup cup with ease and poured the cooked chicken soup into it bit by bit.
Seeing him open the cabinet, Xi Moran felt irritated for no reason.
A blazing gaze kept wandering on his back. An Zisu's hands froze, but he still managed to finish the job.
"Mr. Xi, I'm going back to the room first."
The lighter in Xi Moran's hand tapped on the table, making a clicking sound. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were slightly cold.
"You live here?"
In response to this question, An Zisu could only nod. Following his movements, Xi Moran across from him raised his hand to his forehead.
An Zisu couldn't say anything else and could only shut up.
Although it was not a confidential matter that Xia Chen was arranged to recuperate here, they were the only people who knew about it.
But most importantly, the basement of this villa seems to be a secret.
The entrance is right in the cloakroom where his room enters, so it's very private.
He knew that there were some things that he couldn't talk about casually, and it was impossible for him to tell a man who was a complete stranger to him that Xia Chen was in the basement below.
"Have you had lunch, Mr. Xi? How about I serve some for you?" An Zisu asked.
Xi Moran played with the slender cigarette in his hand and glanced at the food on the table.
"No, I don't have the habit of eating other people's leftovers."
This person made An Zisu touch his nose in embarrassment.
Mainly because this man's aura was a bit stronger and he couldn't say much.
Although they are biological brothers and sisters, Xi Moran and Xi Moqian's temperaments are not similar at all.
"In that case, I'm going back to my room first."
An Zisu slowly went upstairs holding the tray. Xi Moqian had a lively temper, but no one expected that such a cold-faced man as Xi Moran could be Xi Moqian's brother.
Seeing the boy carrying the soup cup upstairs, Xi Moran closed his eyes and lit a cigarette on his fingertips.
Time passed minute by minute, about half an hour later, Xi Moran's brows became more and more irritable.
"Xiao An." Su Jingjing came down wrapped in a bathrobe, "Wen Li will..."
He looked up and saw a man sitting at the dining table. He was blowing smoke out of his mouth, and the smoke was hazy.
The man's eyes were sharp under the glasses, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, but there was a bit of ridicule.
"Why are you here?" Su Jingjing stared at the person in front of her, "Where is Zisu?"
Have you finished eating this meal
Xi Moran gently touched the clean spoon on the table that had not been used before. The warmth of his fingertips touched the cold spoon, forming a sharp contrast.
"It seems like you've had a good few days, right?"
From Su Jingjing's perspective, she could clearly see the wolf-like viciousness under the man's eyes, and she subconsciously took a step back.
"Don't mess around..."
…
When Wen Li opened the door and entered, there were two bodyguards sitting in the living room. When they heard the sound of someone entering, they both stood up from the sofa.
After seeing the woman's face clearly, he nodded.
"lady."
"You are?"
Wen Li stopped and Lu Min looked over, "Are you Mr. Xi's people?"
The bodyguards around Xi Moran are no strangers to him either.
The two of them glanced upstairs subconsciously, "Our husband and Miss Su are upstairs."
Wen Li and Lu Min also understood what this meant, so they didn't pay much attention and walked up the stairs.
An Zisu's room was just opposite Su Jingjing's. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a crashing sound coming from Su Jingjing's room.
The two of them looked back, and Lu Min walked over and raised his hand to knock gently on the door.
"Sister Su?"
"Do you need help?"
There was no response from inside. Thinking that it was Xi Moran and nothing serious would happen, Lu Min turned around and returned to Wen Li. An Zisu opened the door and walked in.
In the dim room, a white bathrobe fell at the door. The woman stood by the window, and the man behind her moved wildly.
Su Jingjing's forehead was dripping with sweat, and her lips were tightly covered...
Going down from the cloakroom is the entrance directly to the basement of the villa. The two of them went down together in the bright elevator.
An Zisu was feeding Xia Chen soup at the moment. His wounds were recovering well, but he still couldn't move his hands and feet.
In order to recuperate the tendons of my hands and feet, I have to lie down for at least another half month. From the time I just opened my eyes to the current ability to communicate without any barriers.
The speed of recovery was unexpected.
"How's it going? Does it taste good?" An Zisu added a spoonful to him.
The bandages on Xia Chen's head were all removed, leaving only gauze on his forehead and chin. The black eyes from the past few days had also healed.
In order to prevent him from moving around, his hands, feet, and limbs were all splinted, and his range of motion was limited to the bed.
"After eating the white porridge for the past few days, there is really no taste in my mouth. If I drink porridge again, I almost want to commit suicide!"
Seeing that he was in such good spirits, An Zisu also laughed out loud.
"But you can't eat spicy food yet. I'll cook some nourishing soup for you in the next few days. I'll treat you to hot pot when you're completely healed."
Xia Chen drank the last mouthful of soup, and then he felt as if his whole body had come to life.
"How long can I continue in this state? I always feel like I can get out of bed!"
An Zisu put the bowl aside, "In order to avoid any sequelae, you must rest in bed. You must not move your hands these days. You don't want to be unable to lift anything after you recover, right?"
Xia Chen glanced at himself, who seemed to be sealed on the bed, "I feel itchy all over."
"Your wound is growing new flesh, so it will definitely itch." An Zisu said, taking a small hammer and gently tapping his plastered left leg.
It was quite difficult for them during this period of time, but fortunately they survived.
He still remembered how good Xia Chen was before. In order to prevent him from having sequelae, An Zisu communicated with Wen Li for a long time and decided on a treatment plan.
You can't ruin such a good skill.
Wen Li stood in front of the glass and looked at the energetic young man on the hospital bed who was talking to An Zisu.
"Xia Chen's spirit is so good. It seems that Madam's treatment method is very useful." Lu Min said happily.
It took them a lot of energy to make such a half-dead person get better.
Some time ago, he was worried about what would happen if Xia Chen couldn't be rescued. From Ningzhou to the Imperial Capital, Lu Min had gradually become accustomed to Wen Li having a hidden guard like Xia Chen around him.
Naturally, they got along and became very good friends.
"Boss." Xia Chen looked up and saw Wen Li pushing open the glass door and entering.
"Don't move." Wen Li stopped his excited movements.
Xia Chen leaned back obediently and smiled at Wen Li, "Boss, I'm much better now. You don't have to worry about me."
"You are seriously injured, please don't move during this period."
An Zisu silently exited the ward. Lu Min greeted him and took someone to sit on the sofa next to him.
At the same time, he took a drink from the refrigerator and handed it to him.
"Didn't Wen Li see Mr. Xi?"
When he walked in just now, he felt like Xi Moran's eyes were killing him.
"Anyway, I'm not here to see Madam, so don't worry too much." Lu Min said.
Lu Min could see through the unspoken emotion between Xi Moran and Su Jingjing.
Every time these two people meet, they are like firewood, burning brightly. They should stay away, otherwise they will be ignited again later.
"So, Mr. Xi is here to find Sister Su?" An Zisu blinked.
This is interesting. Can Xi Moran control Su Jingjing's temperament
Xia Chen was lying on the bed, his eyes darting around as he looked at Wen Li who was adjusting the machine for him.
When he woke up, his whole head was in a daze, and when he finally woke up, he couldn't see the boss anymore.
But when he was in the abandoned factory, he could feel the drop of warmth sliding down his face.
The boss always protects others, this is known to all the members of Evans. Seeing him like that, they naturally felt anxious.
He also heard from Lu Min that the boss had killed Fu Yuheng and that Ning Muzhang had turned into bones.
But these days, he could feel the guilt in his boss's heart when he faced him, and even his eyes showed no emotion when he looked at him.
Thinking of this, Xia Chen spoke softly.
"Boss, has the commander returned?"
He asked Nangong Ye.
Wen Li nodded. Xia Chen, who had just returned a few days ago, was seriously injured. Only Shi Yi was allowed to come over and see Xia Chen.
However, no one knows or knows what exactly happened.
Nangong Ye also knew that Wen Li didn't mean to force anything, he only said that he would wait until Xia Chen recovered before returning to S Continent.
"That's great. I haven't been back to Evans for a long time. I originally wanted to go back with the commander for a visit this time."
Wen Li adjusted the machine and sat down next to him. Xia Chen had been with him for such a long time. Of course Wen Li knew that Xia Chen was from S state.
But after running around all these years, I probably haven’t been home for a long time.
"Boss, my home is in a small country in S continent. It is located in the center of S continent. It has been war-torn for many years. My parents died in the war when I was four years old, and I am the only one left in the family..."
A country that has been controlled by warlords for many years has long been in ruins, and the people at the bottom will never get ahead.
Refugees can be seen everywhere on the streets. They fled to the south when there was war in the east, and fled to the north when the south fell.
It goes over and over again, but what's the use? What should be destroyed will always be destroyed.
The war was raging on that land, and the originally fertile soil had long been burned into scorched earth, and the refugees were wailing...
Xia Chen followed the fleeing refugees from place to place until he was seven years old.
The warlords fought back and forth, but in the end they couldn't find a reason.
It is a good country. The mountains and rivers are broken, the people are displaced and flee their hometowns. Countless people die of illness and starvation, and countless people are beaten to death.
In order to survive, many people had no choice but to eat corpses on the ground.
"Later, I met a general and he asked me if I wanted to follow him."
However, the eight-year-old child naturally wanted to seize every opportunity to have a full meal, so he followed the general and entered the southern warlord's house.
But the boy who thought he could survive fell into another hell.
He never thought that people could be so scary.
He and the boys and girls of his own age have gone through many changes and become the playthings of wealthy businessmen. They have no dignity and are worse than animals.
At that time, he had never seen a piece of good skin on his body, and he always thought that having a good face was not a blessing in a country like this, but a sin.
He saw his compatriots who were tortured like animals, and he also completely saw the evil in this world.
He lived like that until he was fifteen years old. He thought about committing suicide countless times, but he was unwilling to die like this.
It was not until later that everyone saw the glimmer of hope.
Evans came out of nowhere, and the commander led the entire army to capture half of the entire S continent in half a year.
Small border countries were liberated one after another and escaped from the control of warlords. Evans was different from other warlords in that he treated the local people well every time he took over a place.
They never bully the weak, and even distribute their military rations to the victims. For a country like them that has been bullied by warlords for many years.
As soon as such a team appears, it will naturally win the love of the people just like the rain comes after a long drought.
"Boss, you rescued me from Marshal Wan Ting's house. Maybe at that time, you didn't remember me as a toy at all."
But at that glance, he knew what would happen in the future.
Evans is willing to take in homeless children. If you are willing to join Evans, you will be well paid and have a viable career.
"Before I met you, I had seen all the evil in the world, and I had endured everything I should bear."
Xia Chen's eyes were full of water, but they were also shining brightly.
"So boss, you don't have to feel that you owe me, or that it's because of you. If it weren't for you and Evans, I would have turned into bones and been eaten by wild dogs like other play pets."
"After joining Evans, I have more and more important things in my heart. My body is no longer important. Even if I don't come back alive this time, at least I will be smiling when I close my eyes... "
The chipped heart, which was almost broken, was successfully mended.
Moreover, it is also filled to the brim.
that's enough.
An Zisu and Lu Min looked up and saw Wen Li beside the bed in the glass ward, gently raising his hand and caressing the young man's cheek.
In their lives, who is not walking on the road of redemption and being redeemed, warmth and being warmed...
(End of chapter)