No Worries about Food and Medicine

Ji Hong understood that Er Niang was not in good health, and invited Mr. Luo and his disciples to guard in Er Niang ’s house day and night, lest there was a short and a long one, but Mr. Luo, the first son, said that he had improved. Deteriorated.

The man was not in a proper position, and the sound of the door was extremely loud, waking the boy in his arms directly.

As soon as Yu Jinnian opened his eyes, he heard the news that Er Niang couldn't do it, and immediately folded his body to get out of bed. His back hurts, his fever hadn't gone away, and his face was scary. Knowing that there was no way to stop it, Ji Hong first came down to help him put on his shoes and socks, and hurriedly helped him to the room of Er Niang.

When she went in, Er Niang was coughing a bite of blood foam, and then coughed her head on her head, coughing and sighing exhaustedly. It seemed that she could not get angry. A medicine boy took a handkerchief and hurriedly wiped off the corner of her mouth. On the table, he quickly walked to get the ginseng soup that was always on the stove.

Qing Huan saw the anxious expression on Mr. Luo ’s face, and listened to the need to succumb to soup, and immediately felt that the sky was about to collapse. She knelt beside the couch and stroked the chest of Er Niang, trying to make her feel better and waiting for medicine. As soon as Tong brought the soup, she helped to feed Er Niang's mouth. Hey, he coughed out two more times. Qinghuan hurriedly pulled the handkerchief in his sleeve to wipe the mouth of Er Niang, anxiously said: "Nian Niang, take a sip, take a sip!"

Yu Jinnian stumbled past and yelled "Two Niang".

Qing Huan said, "How are you, Nian Ge? You are so badly hurt ..." Yeah, the two main hearts of the family were seriously injured, and the bowl of noodles was burnt out. She cried as she spoke. A person who usually had an idea, but now does not know what to do next.

Er Niang coughed and panted badly, and the inspiratory sound seemed to be raised a key in the throat. Yu Jinnian rubbed the handkerchief for Er Niang before Qing Huan. As you can see, in addition to blood foam and gray-black charcoal on the silk Shavings. He burned his head and only listened to the retellings of Ji Hong and Mr. Luo. He really thought that Er Niang's condition was stable, but he forgot that sometimes it only seemed stable, but in reality he was in crisis.

The fire was too fierce that day, and it almost sprang up in an instant. Although he pushed Er Niang out the first time, after all, Niang Niang was weak, and the smoke and heat wave that was sucked in might be just a short time for others. After a few days of coughing, he can heal itself, but it is not so simple to switch to Er Niang.

There is black sputum in the sputum, and the breath is raised. I am afraid that the inhaled hot smoke damages the airway. Perhaps there is already edema in the throat and trachea. I am afraid that the lungs are not optimistic.

Duan Ming and Shi Xing also rushed in when they heard the news. They were more or less blessed by Er Niang. At this time, they also followed anxiously. However, they were all outsiders. They couldn't be more anxious than the young man in bed.

Qing Huan also tried to give Er Niang the soup. She didn't understand medicine. She only knew that Shen Tang was used to hang her life. She wished that if she poured it in, she could live.

Yu Jinnian watched Er Niang spit out all the soup in her mouth and suddenly said: "Bring a knife."

Qing Huan stunned, staring blankly at Yu Jinnian, or the medicine boy next to him responded quickly, and quickly pulled out a beryllium needle from Luo Qian ’s medicine box. The needle was like a sword blade, and was usually used to break the skin and discharge the carbuncle. This medicine boy had seen Yu Jinnian's "crooked door evil way" and thought he had some coup for resurrection, so he passed the knife and needle into Yu Jinnian's hands without thinking.

Yu Jinnian took the knife, squeezed it with his right hand, pressed his index finger against the handle, and in a blink of an eye, pressed the blade against Erniang ’s throat.

Everyone was taken aback by him. There was someone in the room who took a breath. The medicine boy who handed him a knife was even more shocked. He thought he could not rescue him.

"Jinnian, Jinnian!"

Yu Jinnian recovered and saw that he was clutching a hand on his wrist. He could not help but gasping for two, and swallowed a spit and looked up, Ji Hong. The needle point was locked on the side of Er Niang ’s neck, and a blood spot had been pierced on the skin. Yu Jinnian looked around and saw everyone looking at him with anxiety. His finger suddenly jumped, and the knife was tightened. The strength of the man slowly moved away.

Ji Hong pulled the beryllium needle out of his hand and threw it on the ground with a loud bang.

No one is to blame, only when he is a difference.

At this moment, Er Niang suddenly twitched, her eyes wide and in vain, staring at the sky. Many people went around, and Mr. Luo pulled out a few silver needles and stabbed on the acupuncture points of the first aid to Huiyang. The surroundings were noisy and noisy, those who called for water and medicine, and Qinghuan cried ... , Standing sideways staring blankly.

"I didn't want to kill her." Ji Hong closed his eyes and heard the young man beside him whisper, "I want to do a tracheotomy. After cutting the airway, insert a reed tube to ventilate in ..."

Ji Hong did not understand the method of so-called tracheotomy, but when he thought of the actions of the youngsters, he could guess one or two indistinctly, and could not help but be amazed by his bold ideas. He alone, now said to cut the airway, is simply shocking.

Yu Jinnian's eyes were slightly dull, and he stopped half of it, saying mockingly: "Forget it, it's cutting, but it's just increasing pain."

He knew in his heart that Er Niang ’s body was already at the end of the crossbow and could not withstand the damage caused by cutting the airway. If it was placed in the previous life and everything was ready, he might still have a try. It was an invasive rescue, but for Er Niang, it was no different from a desperation.

Ji Hong thought briefly, frowned immediately, and said, "I know that you have thousands of good ways to save the world. But if you cut the airway, don't mention it later, don't try it."

If this method is completed, the young man will be praised as a divine doctor, it is all happy, but once there is a mistake, he will become a murderer criminal spurned by everyone, shackled and strengthened. So in any case, he did not want Yu Jinnian to use such a dangerous method.

I do n’t know if the boy listened, but he did n’t refute, but responded in a low voice.

Seeing that Luo Qian's first-aid means were all used on Er Niang, Yu Jin-nian suddenly felt numb in body and mind, and the surging head in front of him was a puppet, running around without a line. He remembered the scene when his adoptive father fell and was stabbed. He lay on the hospital bed and looked at the mess outside the door, but could not do anything.

After regaining his new life, he thought he could save everything, but in the end, he couldn't help with anything.

Someone screamed: "Mum--!"

Yu Jinnian fell in front of him.

This is to carry the bravery of injury, the previous moment was burned confused, and came to see the second Niang Niang at the next moment, it was a strong supporter, and he refused to help people until he fell and was Ji Hong In the moment when his eyes were hugged, Ji Hong only found that his back was soaked, with cold sweat and blood oozing slightly.

Put the boy back on the bed, and then put on the medicine again to bandage him, during which he didn't move, but his slender eyelashes were bent by the cold sweat left along the eyelid. Perhaps it was due to the ups and downs of his emotions. He burned and fell asleep, even Ji Hong couldn't wake up.

Outside, after a while, Duan Ming knocked on the door to follow up, and said sadly: "... gone, did not survive. Just now."

Outside the window, the sky was bright and misty, and the window shed was soaked in the rain of the past two days, exuding the stale vegetation and rust, and a wire net was draped in the corner, circle by circle, but the spider mother was alone.

"Do something safe." Quietly silent for a long time, Ji Hongdao said, he was sitting on the side of the bed, and was under Yu Jinnian's hand, his fingers interlaced, half weak, half slender.

The wood is dead, and it becomes a window; the spider is dead, forming a net. Only someone died, and nothing could be left.

Ji Hong has a deep experience.

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But in any case, with emotion, the most important thing right now is to properly bury Er Niang, Qing Huan holding Sui Sui, guarding the coffin and crying out of breath. There is no one in charge of the bowl of noodle restaurant, only Ji Hong Bring people around to arrange.

Mr. Yin Yang entered the door, immediately opened the obituary, made a treasure streamer, and cut the age paper.

The age paper is a bunch of white paper strips, cut as many as you want, and if you are walking with a man, the tail of the paper strip will be pointed, and if it is a woman, it will be cut open. Mr. Yin Yang had a word in his mouth, neatly cut more than 30 years old paper, tied it into a bunch, picked it with a pole on top, and stood in front of the door of a bowl of noodle restaurants to tell his neighbors that this household had something to do.

Finally, a long light was lit in front of the casket. Such a good move made people completely believe that Er Niang really went.

They had no intention of doing big things, and Er Niang had no relatives. Only a few close neighbors came to express their condolences. They also lamented Niang's fate.

Yu Jinnian woke up and slept for two days. When it was the most chaotic, he burned so badly that it felt hot when touched.

After three days of spiritual cessation, until the last day, I had to bury Er Niang at night, and Yu Jinnian's body burned away, but after all, it was a serious illness, and it was very empty. Ribbed, when he woke up, he saw Ji Hong leaning against his bed, his eyes were blue, and he was still wearing a sweat towel in his hand, as if he had fallen asleep unconsciously.

He moved in, grabbed a little corner, and put it on Ji Hong's shoulder, but the other side suddenly moved.

Before Yu Jinnian's hand was put down, Ji Hong opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Wake up?" Ji Hong finally let out a breath and reached for a layer of sweat under his clothes. He got busy and stood up non-stop, put warm water in a copper basin, soaked and dried his sweat towel, and walked to the bedside Come and wipe the boy's face.

He was sweating all over, his shirt was soaked and sticky sticky on his body, of course it was also uncomfortable, so he had to raise his hand and let him play with it. After wiping his predecessor and turning back to wipe his back, Mr. Luo's rot-promoting muscle medicine worked very well. Only a few days later, his wounds healed and healed, but he still couldn't carelessly.

Yu Jinnian leaned on his side and bent one leg, Ji Hongzai carefully wiped his knee bend, a soft cotton cloth along the elongated leg shape, slowly wiped upwards, gray cotton gently wiped the waist After a few sparse patches of blue and purple, the skin next to it was intact and the skin was like milk fat. Ji Hong stopped and said, "Tomorrow's funeral, you ... are you going to send it?"

"If you aren't close, you won't go." Yu Jinnian's face was buried in his pillow, and his clear words were insincere. I do n’t want to go, I dare not go, I do n’t know what to say, and I do n’t know what to do.

Ji Hong naturally will not force him to continue wiping his back with a sweat towel: "If you don't go, you won't go."

Yu Jinnian couldn't help but ask, "Where did you set it?"

He refers to the tomb site. Ji Hong said: "In Wenhua'ao, the feng shui that Mr. Yin and Yang look at is a good place to rest on the water. After a prosperous spring, the mountains and the wild are full of flowers, which is very spiritual."

The teenager nodded and suddenly turned around. He did n’t wear his clothes yet. His naked body only had a horn around his waist, and he shot into the man ’s arms. Ji Hong hugged him tightly and touched him. Hind brain: "Cry, just cry here with me."

Yu Jinnian shook his head and couldn't cry. He just wanted to find a place to hide.

Saying no to go or not, as a result, early the next morning, Yu Jinnian still got up and drilled into the kitchen to roll the noodles. He has n’t been out of bed for many days, and all he ate and drank were Ji Hong ’s arrangements. However, his appetite was bad and his mood was low. It was the taste of Shanzhen and Haiwei. At the moment, his mouth tastes like chewing wax. Not to mention eating on time.

But it's also strange that no matter when Yu Jinnian wakes up and gets hungry, even in the middle of the night, Ji Hong can always bring fresh and warm meals from the bottom of the kitchen, as if the dishes can be changed casually.

When I entered the kitchen at this time, I discovered that there was still something simmering on the kitchen stove. Several people slept against the wall. They were all celebrity chefs in the spring breeze house. Yes, all of them are torn apart.

Only then did Yu Jinnian come to understand how the delicious meals he opened every day came.

It is indeed extravagant.

He sighed and awakened several people: "Master Zhang, Master Liu, wake up!"

A few people woke up quietly, thinking that it was Ji Honglai who was reminding the vegetables again. He was busy with the saliva of his mouth and crawled up. He subconsciously touched the spoon on the case, and even before his eyes opened, he echoed: "This Yes, that's it! Distribute immediately! "

Yu Jinnian couldn't help crying and laughing, but reluctantly said: "It's not ... there is no order. These days are hard, you all go home to sleep!"

"Yu Xiao Shen Yi?" Everyone stared at Yu Jinnian with big eyes, and finally recovered, but no one dared to go, for fear that the grandson Ji was angry, they only came to cook, but they didn't know themselves Whoever cooked the food was unaware that the culprit that caused them to reverse day and night was the little doctor in front of him.

Yu Jinnian hesitated about seeing them and had to explain to them again and again, emphasizing that he could be the master, and several talents left one after another with gratitude.

After sending away several masters, he came back to knead the noodles. His noodle making technique was taught by Er Niang. If it was not the kind heart of the day, he picked him back. At this time, he did not know where to wander. In this unfamiliar world, the first bite he ate was hot, and it was the hand-rolled noodles made by Er Niang ’s hands. Now that Ni Er Niang is leaving, everything is going to die. This bowl of noodles is also his. Do it.

Cut the meat and cook the sauce, prepare the shredded shiitake mushrooms, and cook the chicken bone broth.

Ji Hong woke up and saw the empty pillow on hand, and he lost his soul in a flash. Yesterday Yu Jinnian retired from the fever. It was half good. He tightened the strings for three or four days and finally Panasonic. The tiredness accumulated for many days also doubled. It's a deep sleep, and I don't even know when the teenager left. So he put on his shirt and came out to find it. After walking to the kitchen, he finally smelled a familiar smell.

Yu Jinnian's face was still light, not as rosy as before the disease, and people were much thinner, but he was still very skilled at cooking ingredients.

Entering the door, he was laying a fried egg on the surface of the miso just prepared.

"I started cooking so early, and my health was not good." Ji Hong cared.

"Well, it's okay." Yu Jinnian smiled and inserted a pair of chopsticks diagonally into the noodle bowl. The two went to the house where the spirit was stopped and placed the noodles in front of the coffin. He incense and kowtowed. I also observed how much kerosene was left in the Changming lamp, "I just wanted to prepare a bowl of noodles for Er Niang."

After the ceremony, Ji Hong told him to eat something.

Yu Jinnian kept watching the sun rising, and the Changming lamp was running out of oil. Master Yin and Yang pinched the hour to attract the spirits, and there was noisy and busy in front of him, he could not help vainly before he was forced to go to the kitchen by Ji Hong, After eating a big piece of pastry, I swallowed the bowl of noodle soup.

As the sun came, someone reported that the long lights had burned out, and Ji Hongcai put a bowl in Yu Jinnian's hand: "Go."

A group of people are waiting for him. The dark coffin has been nailed to death. The original spring climate seems to be suddenly cold. Yu Jinnian walked to the coffin with the bowl and saw the sun shining outside the door, and Bai Langlang was blue. He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and shattered the empty bowl to the ground.

Master Yin Yang prolonged the tone: "Get up!"

"The funeral" should be done by the eldest son. This was to break the pots that burned the paper money, which meant to kill Najib, so that the dead could be reincarnated smoothly. Although Yu Jinnian is not a blood relative to Er Niang, he still has a relationship, except for Sui Sui, only he is closest to Er Niang.

The heavy coffin was pressed against the shoulders of the people, and it seemed that the tall coffins were all lowered by three points. The ear holding the sign was Sui Sui, led by Qing Huan, and slowly walked out of the alley. Yu Jinnian followed a few steps, at his feet Heavier and heavier, in the end did not follow, only watched the team go away. Ji Hong found a good reason for him, saying that he was seriously injured and he should not move around. In fact, Yu Jinnian counseled himself, and he was not used to that kind of scene.

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Er Niang was buried and settled in the earth. The inn that had been coaxing for a while was finally quiet.

Everything seems to be calm and quiet, but in fact it is nothing but a taciturn. None of them can eat well and sleep well. In contrast, Yu Jinnian looks like a white-eyed wolf with no heart and no lungs. The face is calmer than anyone else, and his appetite is restored. Some wounds are better than anyone else.

But at night, in the bed veil that no one knows, it sticks more and more.

Ji Hong knew that he was actually very uncomfortable. This kind of natural disaster and man-made disaster were a lot of grievances, but these panic and panic didn't easily show to others.

The wound gradually healed, and Yu Jinnian was able to sleep lying down, but the itching of the new scar made people sleep and sleep, especially when the night was quiet, it was like a small worm crawling, and because the injury was on his back, he backhand I could n’t reach it, so I hummed softly on the pillow.

"The instructions are getting better, bear with me." The scar is scarred with a reddish brown color. It looks more terrible than the new injury. Ji Hong feels worried every time he sees it. He uses his fingertips on both sides of the scarred wound Lightly rubbing, although it means to tickle, but it is somewhat useful. After relieving the itch a little, I went to get a body-washing cream to help him apply.

Slightly cold on the back, Yu Jinnian looked up at him and called, "A Hong."

"Huh?" Ji Hong whispered, carefully plucked out the dark red ointment with his fingers, and carefully applied it to the juvenile wound. In response to this, the other party did not speak, because the ointment had to be dried for a quarter of an hour to slowly absorb. He wiped his hands and took the book to lean against the bed.

Yu Jinnian was docile in front of him, and his expression was softening now. His eyes were sparkling with orange. After a while, he suddenly whispered and said, "Nothing, I'll call you. Just thinking, you are still there ... Fortunately, you are still there. "

Ji Hong's hand turned slightly and looked down. The teenager looked at him in a fixed manner. He tightened his throat, put down the book, leaned on Yu Jinnian's neck, and kissed him on his forehead. See Yu Jinnian didn't hide, and he slowly moved the kiss down to the tip of his nose, gently.

Although he did not retreat afterwards, he did not re-enter, and his breath was intertwined, but both were equally calm. Ji Hong looked at him and asked silently, Yu Jinnian's eyes drooped, rubbed in the palm of the man's palm, and raised his jaw slightly.

Ji Hong slowly went down and touched his lips, and did not go deep, but just covered the lips and swept with the tip of the tongue, and he lingered with him for a long time. The teenager's eyes were blushing, as if a group of blushers had been rubbed on a white face, making people unbearable even more than one point.

He withdrew slightly, and Yu Jinnian grabbed his forehead again, not letting him go.

"Jinnian." The lips were close, and Ji Hong looked down. His thumb rubbed the red corners of the young boy's side. His heart was soft, and his eyes were helpless. He whispered, "Come back to Beijing with me."

Yu Jinnian raised his eyes to look at him.

"The home here is gone. Let's build another ... there will be a home, our home." Ji Hongdao, "Well? Okay?"

This said to Yu Jinnian's heart, he tossed back and forth for two lifetimes, he just wanted a home where he could settle down, a place where he could go back even further, so Ji Hong mentioned the home, and he finally couldn't hold back the uncomfortable , A hole that seemed to have been sore was poked by someone, squeezing out the bitter juice.

Ji Hong squeezed his fingers, spoke softly, talked about some of the capital's style, and also talked about their "home", he said: "If you don't like to live in the house, we will move to the second brother's Jin Youting, but you need to repair it in advance; if you like it elsewhere, look for other houses with characters, and then you will set up a yard to make medicine for you ... "

Speaking of the end, Yu Jinnian kept leaning on Ji Hong's shoulders, and no sound was heard. Ji Hong was tired after seeing him, so he stopped disturbing him and picked up the scroll again. Before going to bed, when the lantern was about to go out, Ji Hong asked casually about returning to Beijing. He had no hope to get an answer, but he didn't want the person in his arms to gently put his arm on his neck, vaguely. "Uh" a cry.

As the day warmed up, the wicker buds, and the letterheads that urged the Min brothers to return to Beijing were one after another. In the twinkling of an equinox, the related luggage carts and horses were already prepared, and everyone's injuries were basically healed, and it didn't make sense to delay it any longer, so they had to return.

Yu Jinnian wiped away the gold beads and silver nuggets pulled from the ruins of a bowl of noodle restaurants, and put them in boxes. He thought about it, he must go to the capital with him, and he must also find out the truth about the water in the noodle shop. He must also take away Sui Sui, after all, he promised Er Niang.

I thought that if Qing Huan had other plans, she would give her money so that she could have some money in her body, but he had n’t asked the exit yet, and that Qing Huan heard from Duan Mingkou that he would return to Beijing. I ran first and asked Yu Jinnian to accept her as a waiter and take her with her.

Qinghuan is willing to follow, of course he is happy.

I just answered this, and when I went out, I saw Su Ting rushing to a donkey cart with A Chun sitting on the car. This road promised Bai Begonia to take him to the capital to see the snow. The road was to find him missing along the road. Brother.

Yu Jinnian: "..."

So in the end, none of them fell, and even after they had n’t seen it, Tinkerbell never seemed to know who jumped from the wall of his house, jumped straight into the carriage that was about to leave, and swayed to prepare for Yu Jinnian. Sleeping on the cushion.

It was Shi Xing and Master Jiang Xiao who had been together for a long time.

Before leaving, Yu Jinnian stood beside the carriage and suddenly offered to go to a bowl of noodle restaurants.

The ruins have been closely guarded by Min Ji's people. Even the mouse has never been put in, Ji Hong sent people to clean up more than once, but the fire was too fierce that day, and the entire noodle shop was almost burned to ashes.

Yu Jinnian stood in front of the door, the sun shining through the ruins, spilled on a dilapidated plaque in a bowl of noodle restaurants, the backyard once filled with laughter and laughter, now covered with a layer of dry black ash, stepped on and left on the ground Half of the dirty footprints, all around and crooked, could not see the shape, no one was intact, he stepped into the front hall, raised his hand, and the half-pulled door hanging diagonally fell.

Ji Hong dragged the teenager a step back, so that he would not be stunned by the dust and watched him go in. Ji Hong resisted the urge to dissuade him and patiently said: "Danger inside, be careful with your feet- —I am waiting for you at the door. ”

Yu Jinnian nodded: "Just come out."

Ji Hong is at ease, and can only be at ease.

Yu Jinnian walked slowly around every corner, opened a broken wooden board on the ground, picked up a few broken golden needles, and several pieces of broken pieces of porcelain with familiar eyes and eyes, and a delicate wooden lip next to it, burned in half There was a pile of small charcoal beads flowing on the ground. The fingertips were crushed, and they were all broken. There was no white pearls.

This place where he lived for just half a year, but entrusted all his emotions so far, will leave like this today.

Back on the carriage, the driver whipped, the wheel turned round, and drove forward, and quickly drove out of the Xicheng Gate. I went to Xiajing for thousands of miles, and I do n’t know if there is a chance to come back in this life. Yu Jinnian looked back The word "Xin'an" hanging above the city gate, Yu Bozheng, is said to be a book of a former detention center.

Yu Jinnian's hands were clenched and his waist was wrapped around him. Ji Hong covered his washed red cloak on him: "Get up early today, and if you are sleepy, go to sleep again. The next place calls you."

"Huh." Yu Jinnian obediently led the thoughtful, leaned on the other's shoulder, looked at the charred piece on the cloak, and slowly closed his eyes.

Ji Hong leaned over his head and put a kiss on the top of his head: "Are you afraid of going to Beijing?"

The cat jumped on Yu Jinnian's knee and occupied the softest leg, curled up on the soft rabbit fur cloak to yell, Yu Jinnian slowly rubbed the cat's neck hair, he knew this, and he will be in the future No matter how hard it is, I know that I am going to a wave of invisible depths, but the scent of pine clothes in my nose is reassuring and confusing.

He cornered the corner of his mouth invisibly: "With you, I'm not afraid to go anywhere."

Going for thousands of miles, Weijun is the way home.