Don't go back to hometown

Chapter 11 This Life: Bitter Medicine and Sugar Water, He Feels Someone Kissing Him

Jiang Xianyu suddenly had a fever, and the high fever persisted.The doctor said that the evil wind had entered the body, and prescribed two medicines.

Xie Cheng asked Shimo to boil the medicine, wet the handkerchief himself, and wiped Jiang Xianyu's face, palms and feet according to the doctor's instructions.

Jiang Xianyu was a little confused, frowning and muttering.

Xie Cheng leaned over to listen, but didn't hear what he said before, but suddenly heard him call "Xie Cheng".

Xie Cheng held his hand and replied softly: "I am here."

Jiang Xianyu seemed to have heard his response, and opened his eyes in a daze.He was burning badly, and his eyes were red with a faint glint of water.

"Thank you Cheng..."

"Well, I'm here." Xie Cheng replied softly.

Jiang Xianyu looked at him, unconscious, with tears in his eyes, "Brother, I hurt..."

Xie Cheng's throat choked, he stroked his face, and asked softly in a hoarse voice, "Where does it hurt?"

However, Jiang Xianyu closed his eyes, muttering and repeating: "Xie Cheng...brother, I hurt...brother..."

Xie Cheng blushed, held his hand, and kissed his wrist lightly, "It doesn't hurt, I'm here... it doesn't hurt anymore."

His voice was choked with sobs, and he kissed his wrist, his lips pressed against his pulse, and he closed his eyes tightly to hold back the tears.

He is two years older than Jiang Xianyu. When the other party was babbling, Zeng Pidiandian followed him and called him "Brother Xie Cheng" obediently.

Later, when they practiced martial arts together, the other party seemed to feel that he was not "magnanimous" enough, so he stopped calling him "brother", and even refused to call him "senior brother".

But it is common for people who practice martial arts to bump into each other.

If he couldn't bear it any longer, Jiang Xianyu would cover his bruises or wounds and act coquettishly to him: "Brother, it hurts so much."

Xie Cheng rubbed the medicine on him and said, "Cry out when it hurts, don't bear it."

Xiaotuanzi sniffed and shook his head, and said in a nasal voice that he would not cry: "You can't cry, Daddy said, men have tears...you can't play."

"...is 'No Flick'."

Later, Xiaotuanzi grew up to be a teenager, not only stopped calling his brother, and stopped crying when bumped, but learned to apply medicine with pain.

Later, the youth's martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and no one could hurt him or hurt him except for being mischievous and being punished.

So at this moment, Xie Cheng is almost certain that the boy was also reborn after death and returned to the present.

He didn't dare to imagine that the young man who was tortured in the dungeon would also call his name, saying that he was in pain over and over again.

But he went late, Ren Juvenile died in pain and despair in the dark dungeon.

He didn't dare to recall the boy's bruises all over his body, so he could only kiss his wrists over and over again, as if this would relieve the pain of his severed tendons and repair those shocking scars.

And Jiang Xianyu, who closed his eyes, mumbled a few times before falling asleep again.

Shimo came in with the boiled medicine, and saw his young master half-kneeling in front of the bed, holding Young Master Jiang's hand, as if...kissing?

Isn't this pose too outrageous?

Shimo quickly shook his head, and then took a closer look, his young master had already stood up and looked towards him.

Shimo hurriedly brought the medicine forward: "Master, the medicine is here."

"Xiao Yu," Xie Cheng tried to wake up Jiang Xianyu, "get up and drink the medicine."

Jiang Xianyu was in a daze and didn't move.

Seeing this, Xie Cheng helped the man up, let him lean in his arms, and said to Shimo: "Hey, be careful."

"Yes, master." Shimo stepped forward with a medicine bowl in his hand, scooped up a tablespoon of medicine, blew it, and fed it to Jiang Xianyu's mouth.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xianyu was in a daze, and when he smelled the smell of medicine, he turned his head, and spilled a tablespoon of medicine on the skirt of his clothes.

Shimo laughed helplessly, and muttered: "The young master is still so afraid of hardship."

Xie Cheng couldn't laugh, he gently pinched Jiang Xianyu's chin with his hands, forcing him to open his mouth, and said to Shimo, "Come again."

Knowing ink with quick eyes and quick hands, he blew a spoonful of medicine and fed it.

Xie Cheng closed Jiang Xianyu's chin and helped him swallow the medicine.

The bitter medicine pierced his throat, and Jiang Xianyu frowned instantly, his face full of pain.

"It's done!" Shimo said happily.

However, after feeding it twice with this method, Jiang Xianyu began to resist, choked his throat and refused to swallow, and the medicine juice flowed out from the corner of his lips.

Shimo hurriedly put down the medicine bowl and took out the handkerchief, but when his young master raised his sleeve, he wiped his mouth.

The whole brocade was covered with concoction just like that.

But Shimo knew that his young master would definitely be willing, so he sighed: "In the past, Madam Jiang said that when the young master drank a spoonful of sugar water and a spoonful of medicine when he was young, he still thought it was an exaggeration, but now he has to believe it."

Xie Cheng knows this best.

But it was all a matter of childhood. After the boy was six or seven years old, he knew how to convince himself with Jiang's father's teachings-a man should not be afraid of hardship or tiredness, and then he held the medicine bowl and swallowed it "like a rainbow".

Now I am afraid that I am really confused, and I have returned to the appearance of three or four years old.

Xie Chengchao stretched out his hand to Shimo, "Give me the medicine, and you go make a bowl of sugar water."

"Yes." Shimo handed over the medicine bowl and withdrew.

Seeing that the blush on Jiang Xianyu's face caused by the high fever persisted, Xie Cheng decided to quickly pour him the medicine.

He hesitated for a moment, took a sip from the medicine bowl, bowed his head and kissed Jiang Xianyu.

The tip of the tongue touched the gap between the teeth and passed the medicinal juice.

Tasting the bitter taste, the person in his arms struggled to whimper, but was hugged tightly by Xie Cheng, tightly covering his lips, only the tip of his tongue was soothing and coaxing him to swallow the concoction.

After repeating this three times, the medicine bowl finally bottomed out.

Xie Cheng let out a long breath of relief, put down the medicine bowl, wiped his lower lip, panting slightly.

Jiang Xianyu's lips were slightly red and swollen, stained with a little medicinal juice, Xie Cheng stared at it for a while, then lowered his head and kissed gently.

Kiss away that bit of concoction, and split it with one touch, gentle, pious, and careful.

At that moment, apart from the bitter taste of medicine, Xie Cheng also tasted a trace of sweetness—a sweetness that he never dared to expect.

"Master, here comes the sugar water." Shimo ran into the room quickly, but his footsteps and voice were kept very low, not daring to disturb the patient.

But looking at the bedside, the medicine bowl was empty.

"Young master, have you had a drink?"

"Yeah." Xie Cheng pursed his lips, reached out to Shimo, and took the bowl of sugar water.

This bowl is much easier to feed, as soon as Jiang Xianyu brought it to Jiang Xianyu's lips, he opened his mouth as if he had smelled it, and sucked the rim of the bowl to drink sugar water.

Xie Cheng bent the corners of his lips, amused and helpless.

He didn't dare to feed more, let the boy drink two sips and handed the bowl to Shimo.

Jiang Xianyu snorted twice in dissatisfaction, and found that he could no longer smell the sugar water, and licked his lips regretfully.

Unexpectedly, when he licked the medicine juice left on his lips, he frowned bitterly.

This time, not only Shimo couldn't help but laugh, Xie Cheng also laughed softly.

Shimo looked at his young master in surprise, and suddenly realized that the young master hadn't smiled for a long time.

In the past, young master Jiang was amused, and the young master often laughed.But ever since the young master planned to run away from home, the young master became more and more silent.

"Go to Jiang's mansion and tell master and mother. Prepare another dose of medicine."

Xie Cheng's order interrupted Shimo's thoughts.

"Yes, little one, let's go."

……

Jiang's father, Jiang's mother and Jiang Baizhou heard the news and rushed over immediately.

Qingzhu, the servant in Jiang Xianyu's room, also followed, and quickly pleaded guilty, "It's all small, I should add more hot water last night, and I shouldn't let the young master bathe in cold water."

Mother Jiang saw that he was tearing up in anxiety, and knew that he was loyal, so she didn't intend to be harsh, so she just told him to go back and get some light clothes for Jiang Xianyu.

Then he said to Xie Cheng: "A Cheng, it's not suitable for Xiao Yu to see the wind now, let him rest with you, and we will take him back when the fever subsides."

Xie Cheng nodded, "Master and mother are free to do their own thing, this disciple still has family matters to deal with, so I will excuse you first."

He really wanted to stay with Jiang Xianyu, but it was useless for him to stay with his master and mother.

Father Jiang also heard that there was a problem with the accounts of the Xie family, so he patted Xie Cheng on the shoulder, "Go, tell Master if you have any difficulties."

"Thank you, Master."

……

Jiang Xianyu didn't wake up until evening, the fever had subsided, and his consciousness returned to clarity.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qing Zhushou dozing off beside his bed.

"Cough..." Jiang Xianyu's throat was itchy, and he coughed lightly.

Qing Zhu woke up immediately: "Master! You're awake!"

"……water."

Qingzhu quickly poured a cup of warm water for Jiang Xianyu to moisten his throat.

Shimo just came in with a medicine bowl, "Young master is awake!"

He brought the medicine and the remaining half bowl of sugar water to Jiang Xianyu, "My young master said that after the fever subsides, the young master has to drink a bowl of medicine, and then he can drink another half bowl of sugar water."

Jiang Xianyu just sat up: "..."

He had just vaguely felt that he had been fed bitter medicine and drank sugar water. Could it be an illusion?

Then he still feels someone kissing him——

How can it be? !

Jiang Xianyu showed surprise, and asked quickly, "Xie, where's Xie Cheng?"

Shimo: "The young master is in the study, the young master drank the medicine, so I can report back to the young master."

At this moment, Jiang Xianyu was not at all hypocritical as before, he took the medicine bowl and drank it down, and then quickly drank up the half bowl of sugar water.

The speed was so fast that Shimo was dumbfounded, and he said, "I...I'll report back to the young master."

"and many more!"

Jiang Xianyu suddenly called Shimo to stop, and jumped out of bed, "Qing, Qingzhu, let's go home."

"Eh?" Shimo didn't have time to stop him, Jiang Xianyu, who was wearing pajamas, ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared instantly.

He was about to catch up, but saw Qingzhu running back.

Qing Zhu: "My young master said, thank you very much for your young master's care, and I will look for your young master later."

I don't know ink, so: "...Oh, yes, I will tell my young master."

Qingzhu turned and ran away, and after a while, ran back to Shimo.

"My young master also said, don't tell your young master that he is awake, wait until your young master is done with work and ask about it."

Shimo became more and more puzzled, but he still responded: "Oh, yes."

As for whether it can be done or not, I don't know.

After Qingzhu finished delivering the message, she went after her young master again.

While Shimo was tidying up the house and changing the bedding, he was debating whether to hide it from his young master, but Qingzhu came running out of breath again.

"I, my young master said... Say, I'd better tell your young master so that he won't worry."

Shimo: "..."

He really didn't understand what Young Master Jiang wanted to do.

Just about to have a good chat with Qingzhu, Jiang Xianyu ran back by himself and said: "Forget it, I... I will change my clothes and go find your young master in person."

Shimo: "..."

Change clothes when you change clothes, why are you blushing?

Is the fever still gone?