Tofu Xishi: General Mo ran

Chapter 18 Picked up a Miao Daniel? (Four)
Miao Douer was stunned immediately.

Hey!It turns out that he still has strength!

At this time, the man holding the hand of the small bench, God knows, he actually just made this action subconsciously.

Where is the other person at this time?He clearly remembered that before he fainted, he obviously fell in front of a farmyard.He gave all the silver on his body to the seemingly honest farmer, and asked him to ask a doctor to look at the sword wound on his body.Afterwards, he seemed to be plunged into the deep darkness, and occasionally he could wake up a little bit and feel the movement around him, but these moments of sobriety have become less and less recently, and gradually, even he who is not very conscious, gradually feels that, Maybe I'm about to die.

But just now, he seemed to feel that someone was about to open his mouth.

who is it?What to feed him?
The instinct of serving in the army for more than ten years made him never open his mouth to swallow anything of unknown origin even when he was dying!
He woke up suddenly when he was dying, his eyes seemed to be filled with anger, and he stared open.

"Yo, are you awake? Let go of the small bench, if you are so energetic, you can serve a bowl of chicken soup by yourself!"

Miao Douer slapped the hand that was holding the small bench tightly with one free hand, and brought the chicken soup in his hand to the man's nose with the other hand.

"Smell, smell, smell, this is an old hen stewed for an hour and a half. The stewed old hen with small mushrooms, the clearest layer has no trace of oil! It is clear and clear, and it smells delicious..." Miao Douer chattered, and then suddenly gave him another look: "Why don't you let go? You pinched the hand of the small bench, and you chop wood for me?"

He was stunned for a moment, his mind, which was originally unconscious due to the illness, finally turned slowly at this moment.

It turns out...it's chicken soup...

"Oh, I think the doctor must be talking nonsense, and he said that my uncle is about to die. What the hell, you have so much strength when you are about to die, miss! My hand is almost broken!" The hand of the small bench As soon as he was freed, he hid his wrist, rubbed it, and muttered and complained.

The person being supported was not clear about his mind, but he could really smell the fragrance wafting from his nose.His strength suddenly loosened, and he opened his mouth instinctively...

When Miao Douer saw it, he immediately smiled and narrowed his almond eyes, took a spoonful of chicken soup, and brought it to the man's mouth.

"That's right. After drinking this chicken soup, you'll get better soon, and you'll have to pay homage to me after five days!"

worship?

The man spit out the chicken soup immediately after taking a mouthful.

He gasped weakly, looking at Miao Douer with his handsome eyes as if in disbelief.His originally dull mind suddenly twisted into a ball.

What is this inexplicable girl talking about?
No, no, that old farmer's house, he who still had some strength had checked carefully before, and after confirming that there were no problems, he indulged himself and fell at the door of his house.

Obviously there are three brothers, no father, no mother, and no sisters. They are so poor that they can't even marry a single wife!
But... But who is this girl?Where is this place?Did he hear wrong just now?

worship? !
"Oh, why was it sprayed out? It's a waste!" Miao Douer stared at her almond-shaped eyes, pulled out the handkerchief pinned to her chest, and wiped Daniel's mouth.

But at this moment, the panting and stunned person had no time to listen to Miao Douer's complaints.

Absurd thoughts flooded his mind...

He has always known that his skin is good...not good, it should be the best...Could it be that the family was so poor that they sold themselves to...?
(End of this chapter)