So, regardless of what Ji Xubai had to say, Wen Zhigu turned a deaf ear from beginning to end, and kept a silent face while changing Ji Xubai's medicine.
The injuries on Ji Xubai's body healed very slowly. Just looking at them hurt like hell. No wonder Ji Xubai felt tortured day after day...
When Wen Zhigu changed his clothes, he couldn't help but say: "When you feel better in the future, you might as well go out and relax."
Ji Xubai must have been bored in the Jade Courtyard for too long, so he always thinks about things...
However, Ji Xubai wanted to refute her with what she had said before: "It will scare people."
Wen Zhigu: "..."
She was too lazy to argue with him. After changing his clothes, she packed up the clothes he had changed and got off the bed.
"Knowing the past..."
Wen Zhigu didn't look back: "I'll wash your clothes."
It stands to reason that there are many servants working in the Ji Mansion, but because Ji Xubai had a burn wound, Wen was afraid that if the servants could not wash it well, the wound would be infected when Ji Xubai put it on again, so he did not dare to let Ji Xubai wear it again. It can be said that regarding Ji Xubai, she tried her best to do everything herself.
That's it, Ji Xubai still had to rush him two or three times a day. If she hadn't been considerate of his recent mental problems, she would have thrown away her sleeves and left.
But to this day, Wen Zhigu still hasn't left.
She forgot to boil the hot water, so she washed her clothes in the laundry room in the yard with a basin of cold water, while absent-mindedly thinking about what Ji Xubai said...
He asked her how long he could take care of her...
Wen Zhigu did not answer at that time.
In other words, I dare not answer.
She couldn't answer this kind of question no matter how hard she tried.
Naturally, she would only take care of Ji Xubai for a period of time before leaving him, but she knew that if she really told Ji Xubai truthfully, according to the character of Ji Xubai, whose heart is now made of glass, that heart made of glass It was definitely going to be broken again, so she didn't dare to answer him easily.
But she also thought that if Ji Xubai's mental state did not improve one day, she would have to spend time with him here...
Wen Zhihu knew that she was willing to stay with him and take care of him. The only confused thing was that she would be in pain because of Ji Xubai's despair.
She would even wonder if one day she really left, would there be no one around Ji Xubai who could take care of him? No, of course there would be. With so many people in Ji's house, how could no one be able to take care of him? Ji Xubai…
But Wen Zhigu felt that he would not be relieved.
Even now that she is staying with Ji Xubai to take care of him, she doesn't trust the people below to do many things, so she has to do them herself.
If she really left, Ji Xubai wouldn't be able to get used to it, and she wouldn't be able to let go...
But why should she be worried
Wen Zhigu suddenly decided and shuddered.
A cold wind blew in from outside the courtyard.
Wen Zhigu woke up in vain, looked down, and found that his hands were soaked in ice water and turned red. Wen Zhigu endured the cold, shivering, washed the clothes and hung them up to dry. Returned to the house.
She did not rush to pour herself hot water, but went into the inner room and took a look at Ji Xubai. Ji Xubai had already fallen asleep on the couch with his eyes closed, but half of his hand was still on the side of the bed, about to fall off. Go down.
Wen Zhigu frowned, walked over and gently held his hand, trying to put his hand under the quilt.