Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 443: Here Is Gentlely Telling My Life (4)
After a while, Su Mengchen came back, holding many kinds of herbs in his hand, and then he came to her and said, "Of course you know better about medicine, but I only know a little bit. Look, which one is right for your feet? It hurts better."

Song Wanzhi bowed her head. These kinds of herbs are all medicines for stopping bleeding and removing stasis, but there are still subtle differences in their medicinal uses. The classification is more detailed, and each part of the body is somewhat different. Song Wanzhi glanced across Su Mengchen's back, Then he picked up a kind of grass: "This kind is better."

Su Mengchen listened, nodded, and then put the grass into his mouth. After the bitter medicine came out, he tore off a small piece of his skirt again, wrapped it inside, and said to Song Wanzhi: "Maybe it hurts a little bit, you can bear it."

They have never experienced any pain, but at this moment, what he cares about is this little detail.

He knelt down again, then lightly held her foot and placed it on his lap.

The medicinal juice seeped out along the fabric, and then rolled down on her toes, the wound seemed to feel a burst of coolness, only in this subtlety, there was a little bit of pain, but it was almost negligible.

Song Wanzhi just stared blankly at the half-kneeling man in front of him, remembering the snowy night when we first met, remembering the umbrella of the long bridge when we met again, remembering his "close your eyes and follow me" in the deep valley, and remembering the later His company in the days and nights of Zhaodu, the eyes that passed by, the bowl of porridge every morning, and the walking together in the street at night.

This is Su Mengchen.

For a while, my heart was ups and downs, but I felt a little painful and helpless.

In this world, when you walk around, you will always meet someone. Such an encounter is unavoidable.

Su Mengchen waited for the medicinal juice to soak in slowly, before she took some of the chewed herbal medicine, put it on Song Wanzhi's wound, and bandaged it up for her.

Then, he raised his head and asked Song Wanzhi, "Is it okay?"

Song Wanzhi looked at him and nodded.

And Song Wanzhi's no longer avoiding eyes made the man's eyes stop on her face, looking deeply at her.

Under such gaze, Song Wanzhi couldn't help her heart beat faster, and her ears couldn't help feeling a little hot, but she could only try her best to suppress it, and then said: "Your back is also injured, let me apply some herbal medicine to you."

Su Mengchen looked at her, with a deep smile on the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "Yes. Good."

As he spoke, he turned his back to Song Wanzhi and sat in front of her. Song Wanzhi smelled his breath, and then stretched out his hand to lift his hair that was scattered behind him. For some reason, his heart beat again The feeling of acceleration.

Song Wanzhi couldn't help but want to ask himself what happened to him.

However, when she looked at the man's unlined clothes, she hesitated slightly. If it was an ordinary person, she would naturally let him take off his clothes directly, but facing Su Mengchen, Song Wanzhi still felt a little inexplicably uneasy.

Probably sensing the girl's hesitation, Su Mengchen turned his face sideways and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Wanzhi looked at his profile, and couldn't help flashing in his mind the profile of him lying next to him on that boat back then, it was the same.

She paused, then said: "The back is hurt, you need to take off your clothes."

Su Mengchen listened, nodded, and calmly took off her clothes to her waist.

Song Wanzhi only dared to stare at the wound on his back, then picked up the herbal medicine next to him, chewed it in his mouth, and gently dropped the herbal medicine bag on his back like Su Mengchen did just now, but in exchange, the man couldn't reach him Check it out.

"What's wrong?" Song Wanzhi asked hastily.

(End of this chapter)