The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

Chapter 50

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The doctor treated Chi Jingxi for nearly three hours in the room, and Wen Yantong and others waited in Zhang Jieran's room for that long.

Pots of blood were poured out, as well as blood-soaked gauze and clothes, which was shocking.

Mu Yang was impatient, wandering around the room, sighing one after another.

Wen Yantong was also in a hurry, but at this juncture, there is no use in worrying, we can only wait. She sat beside Zhang Jieran's bed and covered Zhang Jieran with a quilt.

After Zhang Jieran was fainted by her fright, he was still in a coma, and his breathing was still steady. She thought that after the doctor's meeting was over, she would invite Zhang Jieran to have a look.

Don't scare anything wrong.

Chi Jingxi was not seriously injured, but lost too much blood. The doctor came out of the small room after carefully examining his wounds and applying medicine.

As soon as he came out, several people immediately surrounded him.

Cheng Xin was the first to ask, "What's the matter?"

Wen Yantong noticed that the doctor was sweating profusely and seemed to be struggling. Facing Cheng Xin's question, he did not dare to be negligent, and immediately saluted, "Going back to His Royal Highness, the young master's injury has stabilized, and the wound has stopped bleeding. Right now, it is best to rest in the temple for a day before heading back to the city."

Mu Yang asked anxiously, "Why do you need to rest for a day? Can't you go back to the city immediately to recuperate? There is nothing here..."

The doctor said, "Young Lord's wound has just been bandaged, so it's not appropriate to move. If you experience the bumps of the carriage at this time, it is very likely that the wound will be torn again. Besides, Young Master also needs to get a good night's sleep."

Wen Yantong asked, "Young Master's right shoulder is the most severely injured, will it affect your future practice of martial arts with a sword?"

The doctor looked at her and said, "It's not a problem. The injury on the right shoulder of Young Master Hou didn't hurt the muscles and bones. As long as you rest well, you won't be left with any symptoms."

Several people were relieved at the same time, and Mu Yang asked if he could go in and have a look. The doctor said yes, but don't bother too much.

So several people lined up again and entered the small room.

The room is really warm, as soon as you walk in, you feel like you have stepped into a big stove. No wonder the doctor covered his head with sweat just now.

Chi Jingxi was still sitting on the bed, his upper body was completely covered with white gauze, and there were occasional spots of red blood. The arms under the gauze looked strong and powerful, and the back was straight, revealing vigorous strength.

After seeing a few people coming in, he raised his eyes, perhaps because he was a little weak, and there was something casual in his words, "What are you all coming in for?"

Mu Yang said, "Brother Xi, we are all worried about you. How are you feeling now? Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Chi Jingxi nodded slightly.

Mu Yang hurriedly greeted, asked the guard to bring the last cup of hot water, and handed it to Wen Yantong, "Go and feed brother Xi."

Wen Yantong took it, then walked to Chi Jingxi's side and sat down on the bed, not in a hurry to feed him water, but said, "Young Master, I asked the doctor just now, your right shoulder is fine. If you hurt your muscles and bones, if you take a good rest, you will be able to shoot arrows and knives in the future."

Wen Yantong's words made Chi Jingxi stunned for a moment, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. His Highness Fifth Highness and the others were watching when I asked." Wen Yantong said.

Mu Yang nodded quickly, "Don't worry, just take care of your injuries."

Chi Jingxi's eyebrows relaxed, and joy melted from his eyes, full of sparks. Obviously he liked the news Wen Yantong brought very much.

Wen Yantong also knew that he must care about these things. After all, men nowadays are both civil and military, and it is not enough to just have a belly full of ink, not to mention that Chi Jingxi's ambition is not in the literature.

Holding the cup, she wanted to wait for the water to warm up before giving him a drink. Chi Jingxi didn't urge her, but his eyes fell on her face for a while, and he asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you wash your face?"

Wen Yantong touched his face, and said with a smile, "I'm too worried about the young master, so I don't have the heart to wash my face."

There was a smile in Chi Jingxi's eyes, "At this time, there is no need to flatter."

Wen Yantong had no choice but to say, "The hot water just now was used by Young Master to clean the wound, and I didn't dare to wash with cold water, so I didn't wash it."

After hearing this, Chi Jingxi fell silent, but did not speak again. After waiting for a while, Wen Yantong handed the cup to Chi Jingxi's mouth, and slowly fed him the water.

Chi Jingxi was injured at the moment, his eyes were drooping, his long eyelashes cast a row of dense shadows under the warm yellow light, his fair and pretty face was full of tranquility, and he seemed inexplicably cute.

Seeing that he had finished drinking the water, Wen Yantong asked, "Do you still drink?"

Chi Jingxi shook her head, there were bright water stains on her lips, making her lips moist.

When you look closely, you can see how delicate Chi Jingxi's face is. Even Cheng Xiao, who is the leading actor, might be slightly inferior when standing with him.

Speaking of Cheng Xiao... As the hero of this book, why is he missing after such a big incident happened

After Wen Yantong handed the cup to the guard, Cheng Xin said, "Xiaoxi, go back to sleep, the doctor said you need to rest now, and when you are rested tomorrow, we will go back to the city and let the imperial doctor in the palace give it to you." have a look."

Wen Yantong's small bed was half stained with Chi Jingxi's blood, and it couldn't sleep anymore.

After experiencing this incident, several people waited in fear for most of the night. After relaxing now, they were all exhausted and sleepy. The guard went to the room to fetch Chi Jingxi's clothes, and Wen Yantong put them on carefully.

He can't move his right shoulder now, and it is very difficult to put on his clothes, for fear that it will be accidentally touched.

Chi Jingxi didn't think it mattered, probably because he had applied analgesics to the wound, and he looked much better.

Mu Yang helped him to walk outside the house, and the rest of the people followed behind.

Chi Jingxi paused before stepping out of the threshold, turned her head, and looked at Wen Yantong who was standing by the door of the small room through a few people.

Mu Yang asked, "What's wrong, Brother Xi?"

Wen Yantong also cast doubtful eyes, as if asking Chi Jingxi what else he wanted.

Chi Jingxi paused and asked, "Where do you sleep at night?"

Wen Yantong froze for a moment, thinking that this was indeed a problem. She looked at Mu Yang and said, "Didn't Mu Yang sleep with Fu Zixian? Then I'll sleep in his room."

As he spoke, he wanted to ask for Mu Yang's opinion, "How?"

Mu Yang nodded, "Go to sleep, the room is empty anyway."

After hearing this, Chi Jingxi didn't say anything, turned her head and stepped over the threshold, and was supported to walk out slowly.

It was around four o'clock in the morning, the night was thick, the wind was mixed with dampness, and it was very cold and biting. The person with the broken arm in Chi Jingxi's room had been cleared out long ago, and the tunnel was completely blocked. The guards carefully checked the room to make sure that there were no hidden traps.

After he was helped into the room, the guard got Wen Yantong's entrustment, and hurriedly took several soft quilts and spread them on top, the top layer was a blanket that Wen Yantong made himself.

The fur on the top is fine rabbit fur, which is very soft, and the inside is stuffed with duck down and cotton, which is soft and warm. When Chi Jingxi lays on it, he feels soft all over his body.

"Where did this come from?" Chi Jingxi asked.

He naturally remembered that he didn't have a concubine-colored blanket.

The guard answered truthfully, "It was sent by Mr. Wen, and he specifically told his subordinates to lay it on the couch. If the master doesn't like it, his subordinates will take it down."

"No need." Chi Jingxi's eyes moved, he looked at the blanket and said, "Go out, don't let anyone in until I wake up."

The guard led the order to leave the room and guard the door.

Wen Yantong went to ask the doctor again, and after confirming that Zhang Jieran was fine, he returned to Mu Yang's room with peace of mind. When I went back, I found two guards standing at the door.

The guard said, "Young Master ordered to prepare hot water for Mr. Wen to wash his body. The water is already boiling. Please wait a moment for Mr. Wen."

Wen Yantong was very surprised, he responded blankly and went back to the room.

After a while, the guard came in with a big wooden barrel, put it behind the screen, mixed cold water to test the water temperature, and said to Wen Yantong, "If the hot water is not enough, just give an order, and the subordinates will wait outside the door."

Wen Yantong nodded, and said, "Then you all guard well and don't let anyone come in."

The two guards responded and left the room. Wen Yantong walked around behind the screen, stretched out his hand to explore, and felt that the water temperature was just right. Half of her body was also soaked in blood, but she had already been dried while waiting for Chi Jingxi's treatment, and her clothes became stiff.

She quickly took off her clothes. The chest is wrapped from the shoulders down. The chest wrap is specially customized. The front interlayer is padded with thin wood and cotton, so after wrapping it layer by layer, it will show a flat and hard chest effect.

She quickly got into the wooden barrel, and her whole body was soaked in the water.

The hot water wrapped her whole body, softened her stiff limbs and pores, and made her feel very comfortable. She couldn't help sighing: hugging the little lord's thigh really has a lot of benefits!

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, she quickly wiped off all the blood on her body, washed her hair casually, then put on her clothes and climbed onto the bed.

The whole night of thrilling finally came to an end, Wen Yantong was startled and terrified, he was already so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Chi Jingxi didn't sleep well at night because of the erosion of the pain, and even pulled the wound when he moved unintentionally, waking him up, and so on.

Early the next morning, Cheng Xin got up, asked the guards to escort the master and students out of Nian'an Temple, and then closed all the gates of Nian'an Temple, not allowing anyone to go out again.

Then the elite soldiers sent by the emperor arrived, and at the same time they sent several famous doctors, but because Chi Jingxi was still asleep, all the doctors were waiting next door.

Wen Yantong even fell asleep until four or five in the afternoon. Her hair, which was naturally dried after washing last night, was draped softly on her shoulders. She heard a slight noise outside, so she put on her clothes and went out to check.

Mu Yang's room was next to Chi Jingxi's, and as soon as he went out, he saw a few doctors standing not far from the door, with anxious expressions on their faces, talking to each other.

She walked over suspiciously and asked, "What are you doing here?"

One of them glanced at her and said, "We are the doctors sent by the Holy Lord to review the injury of the young master, who are you?"

"I'm a classmate of the young master." Wen Yantong said, "How is the injury of the young master? Is it serious? Has the medicine been changed?"

The man sighed, "We don't know at all! We have been waiting since we came in the morning, saying that the young master is sleeping, but after waking up, we are not allowed to go in, saying that we have seen the doctor last night, there is no need for a review …”

Wen Yantong snorted, "This is not allowed."

The doctor said, "Besides, the young master has not eaten because of the pain in the wound, so how can the body withstand it?"

After hearing this, Wen Yantong was thoughtful, walked to the side of the guard and asked softly, "Did the dining room deliver food?"

The guard said, "I've delivered it three times, but the young master won't eat it."

Wen Yantong rubbed her stomach, she was also hungry now, so she decided to go to the dining room and cook a bowl of rice by herself.

Her family was poor since she was a child. When she was a child, she always helped the family while studying in the town. Sometimes when her parents went out to do farming work, she would cook at home and wait for her family to come back. Later, she grew up and went out to work, living alone and cooking for herself, so she still has a little confidence in her craft.

But I still have no confidence in making any delicious dishes. After all, there were very few seasonings in ancient times, and they were not as rich as modern ones.

Unexpectedly, there were so many condiments in the dining room, and there were some things she had never heard of before, all kinds of condiments. The monks in Nian'an Temple were all controlled by the guards, so there was no one in the dining room, so Wen Yantong lit a fire to cook the pot by himself.

She simply made porridge. After all, Chi Jingxi was injured now and couldn't eat too greasy food, and there was no meat in the dining room, so she could only make vegetarian porridge.

She added corn kernels and diced carrots to it, as well as some chopped green vegetables, and poured some scallion sauce with hot oil, mixed with half-cooked cabbage to make pickles, and then brought it to Chi Jingxi's room.

Wen Yantong was naturally stopped, and the guards went in to inform Chi Jingxi before letting him in.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and when Wen Yantong entered, Chi Jingxi was removing the gauze for herself.

She groaned, hurriedly put the rice on the table, and walked over quickly, "What are you doing! The gauze is fine, what do you do with it!"

Chi Jingxi was stunned by the accusation in her words, and said while tearing it apart, "...the gauze is tied too thickly, so it's inconvenient to move."

Wen Yantong said, "Then you can't take it apart, you can just sit and lie down if it's inconvenient to move! There is always a reason for doctors to tie it so thick!"

She went up and patted Chi Jingxi's hand, "Don't move, I'll wrap you up."

"Go to the second floor." Chi Jingxi said.

"No, not even one layer!" Wen Yantong resolutely rewrapped the gauze he had removed just now, "You've just applied the medicine, and you must tie it thicker. When your wound grows for a few days, it will be fine." alright."

Chi Jingxi pawed with his active left hand, and Wen Yantong brushed his hand away, "You are quite old, but you are still so self-willed, you don't eat, and you don't ask the doctor to review, what do you want to do?"

After hearing this, Chi Jingxi was silent for a while, then suddenly patted her on the forehead. Wen Yantong just finished tying the gauze, and rubbed his forehead in two steps on his hind legs, "Why did you hit me, I did it for your own good."

"Be patient, teach me a lesson." Chi Jingxi snorted softly.

"Young Lord, you are a patient now, you need to take a good rest and cooperate with the doctor." Wen Yantong persuaded earnestly, and ran to put the food on the table beside the bed, "When I was lame, it was necessary Be more obedient and more obedient, I will eat whatever the doctor tells me to eat, and whatever the doctor won’t let me... "

"I don't think you have any taboos." Chi Jingxi continued.

"The key doctor didn't say that I have any taboos." Wen Yantong said, "Come on, eat quickly."

She was afraid that Chi Jingxi would not be enough to eat, so she filled a big bowl for the boss and prepared a big bowl for herself, with spoons and chopsticks beside her.

Chi Jingxi lowered his eyes and saw that the porridge was dark and turbid, completely different from the porridge he had eaten in the past. He had no appetite at all, but now he resisted even more, "I won't eat it."

Wen Yantong moved a stool and sat beside him, "If you don't eat, you will definitely regret it."

Chi Jingxi asked casually, "Why?"

"This porridge is unique in the world, only these two bowls, any more will be gone." Wen Yantong stirred the porridge, and said, "Don't look at the black porridge, the sauce is poured inside, it must be better than what you usually eat eat."

Chi Jingxi tilted her head slightly, waiting for her next sentence.

"I made this myself. If it wasn't for the sake of the young master's injury, I wouldn't have shown my ancestral craftsmanship." Wen Yantong said, "My father used to be a very famous cook."

Chi Jingxi pondered for a moment, "Is your family not a merchant?"

Wen Yantong paused for a moment, "Before trading, I was a cook."

"So famous, why didn't you do it?"

"That's because... my father thought the cooking fume was too much and it was not good for the skin, so he turned to business." Wen Yantong opened his eyes and chattered nonsense, and changed the subject, "Hurry up and eat while it's hot, later It's cold."

Chi Jingxi's eyes were full of confusion, and he took the spoon with his left hand and took a sip.

Wen Yantong stared at him expectantly, "How?"

This kind of plot of cooking for the hero often appears in major romances. In short, the hero tasted it and then exclaimed: ah! What a delicious meal! How did this woman make such delicious food!

Although it is said that Chi Jingxi is not the male protagonist, he can also marvel: how does this man have such skillful hands!

Then fall in love with her cooking skills, bring her around, always let her cook and so on...

Simply put, many stories start with a bowl of food.

After Chi Jingxi tasted it, she looked up at her, "... a bit salty."

Wen Yantong instantly clicked his tongue like a rubber ball that had been punctured, "Just eat it, it won't be too weak."

Chi Jingxi said, "... I don't want to eat."

Wen Yantong pinched the chopsticks and forced a smile, "Young Master, please eat some."

Chi Jingxi said, "I want to eat noodles."

Wen Yantong took a deep breath, stood up from the stool, went to the door and opened it with a bang, startling the guards at the door.

She said angrily, "Young Master wants to eat noodles, go and get him a bowl of noodles in clear soup."

After speaking, I still felt angry, and added, "Be gentle, it's best not to sprinkle salt!"

When he returned, Chi Jingxi was using a spoon to deliver cabbage mixed with sauce to his mouth, "This dish tastes good."

"Salty, don't eat it." Wen Yantong sat on the stool, holding a bowl and began to eat.

Seeing her swollen appearance, Chi Jingxi chuckled, slowly ate the porridge with a spoon, and asked, "Where is Qianyuan?"

Seeing him eating porridge, Wen Yantong felt somewhat better, and replied, "I don't know."

"How is the monk caught?" he asked again.

Wen Yantong thought for a while, "I don't know."

"What's hidden in the ground?"

"...not quite sure."

Chi Jingxi glanced at her casually, "You don't know anything?"

Wen Yantong grinned and said, "I'll inquire after eating later."

Chi Jingxi said, "Who do you ask?"

"I'll just go out and ask."

"Then you can't find out anything until it's dark." Chi Jingxi said casually, "Don't ask about those things."

After hearing this, Wen Yantong realized that Chi Jingxi didn't want to know anything from her, but was asking how much she knew. And remind her that she can't inquire about these things, it seems that she knows that she will definitely ask others out of curiosity.

Wen Yantong nodded obediently.

Chi Jingxi raised his eyes and glanced at her, knowing that she had heard the point in the words just now, he said, "Your muddled head is sometimes transparent."

"That's not right." Wen Yantong responded with the trend.

The two were silent for a while. Although Chi Jingxi moved with his left hand, he ate faster than Wen Yantong. After eating more than half of the bowl, he put down the spoon.

Wen Yantong looked at him, as if he hesitated to speak.

"Say." Chi Jingxi said.

"Little Hou Ye...you try to scold me a few words." Wen Yantong said.

"What? Is it itchy?" Chi Jingxi was a little surprised.

"No, just..." She didn't know how to explain it, so she just said, "You can try cursing a few words, you won't suffer anyway."

Chi Jingxi didn't speak.

Wen Yantong said, "I'll teach you, and you can just call me a fool, a fool, or something like you called me before, what kind of hands are like chicken feet, and I'm a waste."

"Aren't you scared stupid by what happened at night?" Chi Jingxi looked at her strangely.

"I'm fine, I just want to hear you scold me." Wen Yantong said.

Chi Jingxi pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then go out as soon as possible after you finish eating... stupid."

Wen Yantong was overjoyed, and hurriedly agreed, packed up his things again, and then said, "Then young master, you should rest early, let the doctor come and check your wound again, don't remove the gauze by yourself. "

Chi Jingxi chased away the guests, "Hurry up and get out."

Wen Yantong went out with his things, and just a few steps away, he suddenly saw a group of people coming in front of him, the leader was a tall and strong man, dressed in a dark cloud-patterned robe, like an official uniform.

He went straight to Wen Yantong and blocked her way.

Wen Yantong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked up at him, "What do you want, Your Excellency?"

"Are you Wen Yantong?" the man asked.

She nodded.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the man pick up a bright yellow gold brocade cloth from the tray next to him, and his voice was as deep as a bell, "Songhai Academy Wen Yantong received the order—"

Wen Yantong's eyes widened in shock, and he immediately knelt down and put aside the things at hand.

"Songhai Academy heard that Yantong was smart, courageous, courageous and resourceful. He made great contributions to saving Chi Xiaohou from danger. Today, he rewards Chaoge Liang's house, a plaque, a thousand taels of gold, and a hundred pieces of silk and satin. , dozens of pearls, hereby!"

Wen Yantong bowed immediately, "The grassroots accept the order, long live my emperor."

After the man handed the imperial decree to her, he congratulated and left quickly, leaving Wen Yantong standing there alone.

As soon as Chi Jingxi finished scolding on the front foot, the imperial edict arrived on the back foot.

This is also... too exaggerated!