With Mrs. Zhang around, Gu Qingyin didn't even have to cook lunch.
Zhuzi is very smart, he memorized all the medicinal materials that Gu Qingyin taught him to recognize. After Gu Qingyin taught him how to make medicine, Mrs. Zhang was already ready for lunch.
Gu Qingyin filled a small bowl of chicken soup, made some food, and prepared to bring it to the room to share with Zhong Shujin.
As for the remaining large pot of chicken soup, Zhu Zi was asked to bring it back to Butcher Zhang.
"Doctor Gu, you are embarrassing us..."
Mrs. Zhang was really moved. Not only did Dr. Gu not charge them for consultation fees, nor for their medicine, but he also stewed his own old hen to make them healthy. What was said in order to make up for her sister, so it seems that she must be afraid that they would be embarrassed to accept it.
Alas, in their village, only Doctor Gu is so generous.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, don't be polite to me. It's not that you didn't take care of me in the past. It's just a small matter. Being so polite is too alien! Don't mention it again in the future!"
Mrs. Zhang nodded movedly, "Then... I won't be polite to you."
"That's right! Then I'll leave it to you to clean up here, and I'll go with my sister first!"
Gu Qingyin smiled, and left with the food.
I don't know if the silly girl will be anxious if she hasn't seen her for half a day.
Unexpectedly, when Gu Qingyin rushed over, what she saw was Zhong Shujin still lying on the bed sleeping, so Gu Qingyin could only shake her head helplessly.
This guy is really lethargic.
When the food was placed on the table, Gu Qingyin frowned belatedly.
But this is too sleepy, right
Therefore, Gu Qingyin hurried over to examine Zhong Shujin's pulse, and unexpectedly found that Zhong Shujin's pulse was stronger than the previous few days.
After thinking for a while, Gu Qingyin quickly untied Zhong Shujin's clothes and stared at the wound on her chest.
She had just bathed Zhong Shujin last night, so she naturally remembered what her wound looked like. How could this wound heal so quickly after only one night, and even scabs formed!
Seeing her abnormal sleepiness, Gu Qingyin couldn't help guessing that Zhong Shujin's body could automatically repair the wound while sleeping, which is why it healed so quickly.
At this speed, I don't even have to wait until tomorrow, I guess the injury will be healed!
This astonishing recovery speed is really too rare.
Fortunately, Gu Qingyin's master, Ling Yingzhuo, was such a heaven-defying person, so Gu Qingyin would not be frightened by Zhong Shujin.
However, her master has a very special physique and has taken a lot of rare medicines since she was a child, supplemented by a special medicinal bath, so she has a special physique that recovers very quickly.
I don't know what kind of adventure this silly girl had when she was young, so she has such a similar physique as her master.
Gu Qingyin put away these curiosity and straightened Zhong Shujin's clothes.
Now Zhong Shujin's face is not as pale as when she brought it back, but with some blood color, it looks even more beautiful than before.
Looking at the face that was nothing like her, Gu Qingyin was a little lost. She stretched out her hand to caress it, and whispered: "Could you be my sister?"
After being absent-minded for a moment, Gu Qingyin quickly suppressed those emotions and pinched Zhong Shujin's cheek.
"Ajin, wake up!"
"Well…"
Zhong Shujin frowned, but his eyes hadn't opened yet.
This looks really cute. Gu Qingyin chuckled lightly, but gained some strength in her hands: "Get up!"
Zhong Shujin gradually regained some consciousness, um, it was Qingqing.
Thinking that he wanted to listen to Qingqing, Zhong Shujin could only rub his eyes and forced himself to open them.
"Qingqing..." With just a soft call, Zhong Shujin put his arms around Gu Qingyin's neck, leaned on Gu Qingyin and closed his eyes slightly: "I have no strength, I don't want to move."
Such intimacy made Gu Qingyin stunned for a long time before she recovered.
She picked up Zhong Shujin, looked at Zhong Shujin who was hanging on her body and refused to fall to the ground, and shook her head helplessly.
"You little slob!"
After patting Zhong Shujin's buttocks lightly, Gu Qingyin carried her to the table and placed her on the stool.
Zhong Shujin slowly woke up when he smelled the aroma of food.
At this moment, Gu Qingyin had already brought a spoonful of chicken soup to her mouth.
After drinking it, Zhong Shujin raised his head and smiled at Gu Qingyin, "It's delicious."
Such a bright smile made Gu Qingyin a little dazed.
"Then drink more."
I don't know what Gu Qingyin was thinking, it was obvious that Zhong Shujin was almost healed, but she was still like an old mother, feeding Zhong Shujin hand in hand to finish the meal.
This meal, Zhong Shujin was full.
"belch."
After the meal, Zhong Shujin reclined on the bamboo couch by the window, hiccupping from time to time.
"You, you obviously can't eat anymore, what are you going to do!"
Gu Qingyin rubbed Zhong Shujin's stomach to help her digest, and muttered helplessly.
"You said to eat more..."
Seeing Zhong Shujin's innocent eyes, Gu Qingyin couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, okay, this is all my fault, but next time you can't be so stupid, don't hold back if you can't eat it!"
"belch…"
Zhong Shujin nodded aggrievedly.
The autumn wind was bleak, and the cold wind coming in through the window made Zhong Shujin shiver.
Seeing this, Gu Qingyin quickly put away her smile and ran away to get a blanket.
The leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window have turned yellow, and the leaves that fell with the wind have piled up on the ground.
The pile of fallen leaves was swept into the air by a sudden gust of wind.
Zhong Shujin lay prone on the window sill, staring at the leaves blowing in the wind and stared in a daze.
Gradually, the wind stopped, the leaves fell, and the dead leaves scattered all over the courtyard.
Gu Qingyin covered Zhong Shujin's shoulders with the blanket she brought, followed her gaze and sighed slightly.
Alas, I have to sweep the yard again.
She stretched out her hand and picked up the sycamore leaves that fell on Zhong Shujin's hair. When Zhong Shujin turned her head around, Gu Qingyin asked, "Are you bored?"
Zhong Shujin didn't answer, but just stared at Gu Qingyin's hand.
Gu Qingyin was slightly startled, and before she could ask Zhong Shujin what she was looking at, Zhong Shujin slowly approached her.
The cold fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose was refreshing, but it also made Gu Qingyin hold her breath nervously.
What is this silly girl trying to do
But after a while, I saw that silly girl was holding her wrist, and took the sycamore leaf between her two fingers.
"The leaves are turning yellow."
The beauty in front of her was lowering her head slightly, looking at the withered leaves in her palm, frowning slightly.
This distance allows Gu Qingyin to clearly see Zhong Shujin's face and every expression on Zhong Shujin's face.
Just the right face, no matter what kind of expression you have, it is beautiful.
Looking at Zhong Shujin following the light shining through the window, Gu Qingyin only felt that Zhong Shujin in her eyes seemed to be illuminated by a layer of light at this moment, and seemed to be a little more beautiful than usual.
Really, beautiful.
Gu Qingyin couldn't help stretching out her hand, and caressed Zhong Shujin's brow.
The corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.
Well, such a beauty, even if she is the so-called murderous female devil, she must be a pleasing female devil.
The hand that landed on Zhong Shujin's brow has moved down along the bridge of Zhong Shujin's nose, and landed on her lips, caressing and tracing the shape of her lips.
Such facial features don't really look like me!
Zhong Shujin raised his head and looked at Gu Qingyin suspiciously.
The hand on his lips moved to his cheek again, stroking Zhong Shujin's smooth and tender face.
Although Zhong Shujin was puzzled, she was still very obedient and did not move. Even if there was an inexplicable enthusiasm on her face, she did not slap Gu Qingyin's wanton hand away, and just looked at Gu Qingyin silently. Qing Yin.
Such a hand feeling almost made Gu Qingyin unable to let go of her hand.
"Zhuzi, go and sweep Doctor Gu's yard!"
Zhang's angry voice came from outside the window.
Gu Qingyin was brought back to her sanity by the shout, and then she withdrew her hand embarrassingly, and looked at Zhong Shujin with a little embarrassment.
Oh, why did she act like a disciple
After a dry cough, Gu Qingyin put away those dazed expressions, and answered Zhong Shujin's question with a serious face to cover up her embarrassment.
"It's normal for the leaves to turn yellow in autumn."
Zhong Shujin nodded half-understood.
Immediately, she raised her eyebrows again, and lay down on the window sill holding the sycamore leaf, looking at the scene outside the window.
There was a pillar of frying medicine under the corridor on the other side. After hearing Mrs. Zhang's shout, he put down what he was doing and obediently went to sweep the yard.
The scattered fallen leaves were quickly gathered in one place, temporarily suppressed by heavy objects, so as not to be blown away by the wind again.
The wind blew again, blowing away the unpressed fallen leaves on the ground, and also blowing away the heat on Zhong Shujin's face.
Zhong Shujin stretched out his hand out of the window, and spread out his clenched palm, and the sycamore leaf lying in his palm was taken away by the autumn wind.
Float, float, shake, shake.
It floated into the courtyard and turned out of the courtyard.
What will it be like outside this courtyard
Gu Qingyin lay beside Zhong Shujin, and when she noticed her bright eyes, she guessed that she was curious.
She gently rubbed Zhong Shujin's head, and promised: "Don't worry, I will take you out to have a look soon."
If he wanted to take Zhong Shujin out, there would be no Qingyangmen disciples who came here to look for her in this village.
In this way, she spent the afternoon quietly. After dinner, Gu Qingyin went to see Zhang Butcher's injuries, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, she went back to her room and stayed with Zhong Shujin the entire time.
The full moon hung high, and the whole courtyard fell silent.
The room where Butcher Zhang lived had already turned off the lights, but there were occasional voices of conversation coming through the door, as if someone was whispering in the distance, making it hard to hear clearly.
"Qingqing."
The sudden sound in the ear startled Gu Qingyin who was listening.
Gu Qingyin turned her head abruptly, but her lips brushed against something soft.
Such softness, it seems, is the lips.
Gu Qingyin stared blankly at the enlarged face in front of her.
The eyes she met were full of bewilderment and puzzlement at this moment.
Gu Qingyin, who came to her senses first, moved back a few minutes, suppressed her beating heart, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
Zhong Shujin's expression was still a little dazed, she touched her lips, then looked up at Gu Qingyin's lips, unconsciously pursed her lips, and said with a little aggrieved voice: "I called you several times No, you shouldn't."
Seeing Zhong Shujin's small movements, Gu Qingyin couldn't help but blushed a little, she could only explain: "I was thinking about something just now."
Zhong Shujin didn't ask any further questions, and directly got into Gu Qingyin's arms, hugged her and said, "I'm a little sleepy."
Although Gu Qingyin never figured out how this silly girl could be so clingy to her, she still couldn't bear to refuse when a beauty threw herself into her arms. Smiling slightly, she folded her arms around Zhong Shujin tightly, patted Zhong Shujin's back lightly, and coaxed: "Then go to sleep."
Under Gu Qingyin's patting and coaxing, Zhong Shujin's breathing gradually stabilized.
Hearing the even breathing of the person beside her, Gu Qingyin slowly stopped patting and coaxing, looking at the face in her arms, lost in thought for a while.
The tactile sensation on her lips just now was like a feather scratching at the tip of her heart.
It made her feel itchy.
Her hand caressed Zhong Shujin's lips uncontrollably.
After scraping slightly, she collected her mind, slowly withdrew the hand that was under Zhong Shujin's neck, and got up to get dressed.
Night, very quiet.
After confirming that she didn't hear any more voices from Zhang Butcher's room, Gu Qingyin took out a small bundle that she had put away at the beginning, opened the door carefully and retreated out.
The autumn night was slightly cool, and a gust of cold wind blew, Gu Qingyin couldn't help shivering. She rubbed her arms, secretly regretting why she came out with so little clothes on.
However, even though she regretted wearing less, she didn't go back to her room to add more clothes, for fear of disturbing Zhong Shujin.
Without further delay, Gu Qingyin took the door behind her and walked out of the courtyard, sneaking into the darkness.