This night, people stay in the house, as long as the house is a little quieter, you can hear the rustling of snowflakes falling on the ground outside.
Wei Lan was already asleep, but after hearing the movement beside her, she suddenly woke up. After opening my eyes, I first glanced at the house, there was no one in the house, and then I listened to the movement outside, and there was no outsider's breathing. As soon as Wei Lan calmed down, she heard Luo Wei, who was sleeping beside him, snort softly. "What's wrong?" Wei Lan hurriedly got up and asked.
"It's okay," Rowe whispered.
Wei Lan touched Luo Wei's body and touched Luo Wei's sweaty underwear. Wei Lan's drowsiness was completely frightened away. "What's wrong with you?" He asked Luo Wei, He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.
Luo Wei's injured leg hurt badly since he fell asleep at night. He didn't want Wei Lan to stay up all night again, so he endured it until the second half of the night. At this broken bone, it was as if someone was sawing him with a saw. I was so stubborn that I couldn't bear it anymore, so I snorted out, but I didn't expect this sound to wake Wei Lan up.
Wei Lan saw that Luo Wei was sweating profusely, and his lips were bitten by a layer of skin, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Where is the discomfort."
Luo Wei still wanted to tell Wei Lan that it was okay, but when he opened his mouth, he blurted out another groan.
Wei Lan saw Luo Wei's hand on his injured leg, and knew that it was a cloudy day. "Is your leg hurting badly?" he asked Rowe, wiping the sweat off his face with his hands busy.
"Yeah," Rowe nodded, and now he couldn't even speak in pain.
"I'm going to get the medicine," Wei Lan hurriedly turned around to get the medicine. Fortunately, he took Luo Wei to see the doctor during the day. The doctor was afraid that Luo Wei's leg injury would occur in this weather, so he prescribed medicine to relieve bone pain.
"Forbearance," Rowe reluctantly said on the bed, "Just be patient."
"It's alright," Wei Lan said, "I'll go get some hot water. Bring some warmth in this room, so the son won't be in severe pain."
Luo Wei heard the sound of Wei Lan opening and closing the door, and when there was no one in the room, he cried out in pain. He has suffered more painful injuries than this. He can't bear this kind of pain now. If this person is really delicate, he can't bear the pain. "Useless thing!" Luo Wei scolded himself while covering the wound. Now he really can only implicate Wei Lan, and he is useless at all!
The stove in the inn's kitchen didn't turn off, and the night watchman inside heard Wei Lan say that Luo Wei fell ill at night, so he opened the stove door to boil water, and asked Wei Lan, "Guest officer, do you want to invite a doctor? "
"It's useless for his sick doctor to come," Wei Lan was busy dissolving the externally applied medicine on the stove, thinking that Imperial Doctor Wei would be fine at this time, and this person is also a good hand in treating bone injuries.
It's not easy for the guy to ask what kind of illness Lovide had. He helped Wei Lan boil the water, and then helped to bring a large pot of hot water to the guest room upstairs.
"Come in with some more charcoal stoves," Wei Lan said while stuffing some reward money into the guy's hand: "The room is warmer and he can be more comfortable."
"Okay," the man readily agreed, and ran out to pick up the charcoal stove again.
After Wei Lan and his buddy entered the room, Luo Wei remained silent again, biting his teeth on the pillow towel, enduring the pain in his bones.
Wei Lan smeared a thick layer of the dissolved medicine on a long white cloth, then walked to the bedside and said to Luo Wei: "It's a little hot, the medicine will hurt at first, you have to bear with it, it will be fine soon. ."
Luo Wei bit the pillow towel in his mouth and nodded to Wei Lan.
"It'll be all right soon, just bear with it," Wei Lan said, and pressed the medicine cloth in his hand to Luo Wei's leg injury.
Luo Wei's eyes turned black for a while. If he hadn't bit the pillow towel in his mouth, he would have screamed miserably. The pain seemed to rush from his leg to his brain in an instant, as if he was about to explode his brain.
"Be patient, bear with it," Wei Lan could feel the struggle of his subordinate Luo Wei, he pressed Luo Wei hard to prevent Luo Wei from moving, while comforting Luo Wei: "It will stop hurting soon, son, please bear with me! "
The man walked in with a charcoal stove in one hand. Seeing this scene, he was so frightened that he asked, "Is the guest officer seriously ill? Are you going to invite a doctor?"
"Brother, please put the charcoal stove by the bed," Wei Lan said to the man, "he will be fine in a while."
The guy trotted and brought the charcoal stove over, glanced at Luo Wei on the bed, and thought to himself, it turned out to be a leg injury.
Wei Lan felt that Luo Wei's body softened a little, and hurriedly wrapped the medicine cloth in his hand around Luo Wei's wound and tied it up.
"Can that little one help the guest officer?" the guy asked Wei Lan.
"No need," Wei Lan smiled politely at the guy and said, "I'm disturbing your sleep."
"It's alright, it's alright," the man waved his hands again and again and said, "As long as the guest officer is fine. The little one will go out first, and the guest officer will call if there is something wrong, and the little one will come right away."
Wei Lan was full of thanks, and after the guy went out, he locked the door.
Luo Wei's initial severe pain subsided a little, and he took off the pillow cover himself, gasping for breath with his mouth wide open.
Wei Lan came over with a hot towel and wiped Rowe's body. He had suffered this kind of pain before, and he knew it was unpleasant, but there was no way to relieve the pain all at once, he could only endure it by himself. "Is it better?" Wei Lan asked, wiping the sweat off Luo Wei's face.
"Much better," Luo Wei looked down at Wei Lan as if he had done something wrong.
"Take off your clothes, it's so wet that you can't wear it anymore," Wei Lan put down the hot towel and wanted to undress for Luo Wei.
"I'll do it myself," Luo Wei tilted his body, avoiding Wei Lan's hand.
"Stay strong," Wei Lan tapped Luo Wei's nose, "When did it start hurting?"
"No, it didn't last long," Rowe said.
"So much sweat," Wei Lan took off Luo Wei's inner shirt and said, "Do you really think I'm stupid? You have to say it when it hurts in the future, so that you can suffer a little less, and so can I. Busy."
"It's too much trouble for you," Luo Wei said dejectedly: "I'm a waste now, I can't do anything, I'm dragging you down."
Wei Lan said nothing and wiped Luo Wei's entire body.
When the towel in Wei Lan's hand touched him, Luo Wei still ducked, but then he didn't move. In front of Wei Lan, he seemed to have nowhere to be seen by Wei Lan.
Wei Lan took another set of clean underwear to put on for Luo Wei, and asked Luo Wei, "Does it still hurt?"
Luo Wei wanted to shake his head, but after thinking about it, he nodded honestly. At this moment, it was still like a saw was sawing on his leg, but the force of the saw was a little smaller.
Wei Lan and Luo Wei lay in a bed, one hand pressed against Luo Wei's back, and a stream of infuriating energy slowly entered Luo Wei's body.
"No need," Luo Wei always felt sorry for Wei Lan's inner strength, so he stopped Wei Lan in a hurry.
"Your heart is not good," Wei Lan held down Luo Wei and said, "This is to consolidate your heart, son, don't make me worry anymore, what should I do if something really happens?"