The night is deeper.
Jiang Tao kept looking around in the small kitchen and became even more anxious when he saw that his elder brother had not come back yet.
Nothing will happen, right?
At this moment, Lin Yuqing came over.
When Jiang Tao saw her, he still had a bad expression, "Why are you here?"
Lin Yuqing rolled her eyes and looked down upon him, "Do you think I want to come?"
If she hadn't been dizzy and had a headache, and seemed to have caught wind and cold, she wouldn't have come here.
She was fine just now, but after meeting Hu Miaomiao, she started to feel uncomfortable. Could it be that she was infected?
But Lin Yuqing didn't want to think about it. She had also been caught in a heavy rain and had frequent cold winds, so it was normal for her to feel uncomfortable.
Jiang Tao stretched out a hand to block her approach, "Don't come over."
"What do you mean, are you afraid that I will infect you?"
"Indeed!" Jiang Tao didn't shy away from it and admitted it directly.
Lin Yuqing laughed angrily and asked bluntly: "If the person in front of you is Hu Miaomiao, you won't dislike it, right?"
Jiang Tao didn't answer, obviously acquiescing.
Lin Yuqing had seen the two brothers' double standards once or twice. Although she felt unhappy, she didn't care too much about it. After all, she felt uncomfortable all over.
"Isn't your elder brother back yet?" Lin Yuqing's nose was stuffy and her voice changed.
"Why do you ask?"
Seeing his wary look, as if he thought he was a jackal, Lin Yuqing said angrily: "I want a bowl of ginger soup!"
"No, no, ginger soup is weak. Drink more hot water."
Lin Yuqing suddenly laughed angrily and drank more damn hot water!
"Tell me, why can Hu Miaomiao drink ginger soup, but I have to drink more hot water?"
"Are you and Miaomiao the same?" Jiang Tao smiled and said matter-of-factly: "You are..."
"Okay, okay, okay, you don't need to say any more." Lin Yuqing interrupted him, since there was nothing nice to say anyway, "Give me a bowl of hot water first."
Jiang Tao turned around and gave her an empty bowl.
"What do you mean?" Lin Yuqing endured it again and again, gritting her teeth and said, "What I want is hot water, not an empty bowl!"
What's the use of just giving her a bowl? Can she drink air?
However, Jiang Tao had his own logic: "If you don't hold a bowl, how about filling the hot water with your hands?"
Lin Yuqing paused and was left speechless by his question, then grabbed the bowl.
But after waiting and waiting, Jiang Tao did not make any next move. Lin Yuqing felt her head hurt even more, "Give me hot water!"
Jiang Tao opened the wooden cover with his left hand and pointed at the bubbling water with his right hand. He didn't say anything, but it was better than talking.
"Okay, okay, you're very well." Lin Yuqing didn't have the energy to argue with him and went to scoop the hot water on her own.
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came faintly.
"It's Miaomiao!" Jiang Tao's eyes lit up and he ran out immediately.
Lin Yuqing glanced at it lightly, no longer having the energy to do anything good.
Soon, Jiang Tao ran back, took out the hidden tea leaves, and made a bowl of hot tea.
"what are you doing?"
Jiang Tao glanced at her and held the hot tea away, "Miaomiao said she was thirsty."
Lin Yuqing raised her eyes, pointed at the hot tea and asked, "She is thirsty, why do you want to make tea?"
"You don't understand. People who are sick will have a dull sense of taste. Drinking a bowl of hot tea is good for the body."
Lin Yuqing looked at the boiled water in her bowl and then at the hot tea he made, feeling the malice of being treated differently.
"You won't..."
Jiang Tao didn't listen to her and hurried out with hot tea.
Lin Yuqing sneered and cursed: "Forget it, she'll die of thirst."
On the other side, Hu Miaomiao fell asleep again after drinking hot medicinal tea.
I don't know how long it took, but someone seemed to be calling her name.
When he opened his eyes, he saw who it was if it wasn't Jiang Meng.
Hu Miaomiao's eyes were hot. Because of his illness, he became particularly sensitive, "Brother Jiang Meng, you have been gone for a long time."
"It's my fault for not coming back right away." Jiang Meng gently stroked her forehead, his eyes full of guilt.
After Jiang Meng went out, he first found Aunt Fu. Unexpectedly, she didn't have any ginger either, so he had to go to the village and ask people one by one.
He has been living at the foot of the mountain and rarely interacts with people in the village, let alone knocking on the door to ask for help.
However, as long as Hu Miaomiao can get better, everything will be worth it.
"You get up first, drink ginger soup and then go to sleep."
Hu Miaomiao sniffed it, wrinkled her nose and said, "What a strange smell."
After taking a sip, Hu Miaomiao became even more pretentious. It turned out that not only did it smell strange, but it also tasted very spicy.
Hu Miaomiao pushed the bowl away and said pitifully: "It's too spicy..."
"You are so delicate." Jiang Meng sighed, held Hu Miaomiao in his arms, put a mouthful of ginger soup into her mouth.
Hu Miaomiao blushed slightly, hugged the man's neck, and smiled charmingly.
As a result, Jiang Meng fed her a bowl of ginger soup one mouthful at a time, and their bodies gradually became warmer.
Hu Miaomiao licked her pretty red lips and said coquettishly, "Brother Jiang Meng, I want you to kiss me again."
Jiang Meng couldn't bear to say anything, and his body was quite uncomfortable. He said unbearably: "When you get better, I will kiss you properly."
"Then you have to kiss me for a long time!"
"good."
Jiang Meng kissed her little face gently, sat on the edge of the bed, and watched her sleep quietly.
However, even though Hu Miaomiao drank the ginger soup, she did not feel better. Her whole body was burned and her face was red and hot.
"Well……"
After hearing the faint voice, Jiang Meng immediately opened his eyes and saw that she was actually overheated, and his heart beat wildly.
"Miaomiao, wake up!"
Jiang Meng gently patted her little face, but when he saw that she was asleep, he couldn't sit still.
Jiang Meng first put on thick clothes for her, tied them on his back, held up an umbrella and went out.
At this time, the sky and the earth were dark, the rain was wet, and only a lantern could barely illuminate the road under my feet.
But Jiang Meng walked quickly and steadily. He was not afraid of the dark night, nor of tigers or wild beasts. He was only afraid of Hu Miaomiao's accident.
When villagers get sick, it is not easy to see a doctor.
Fortunately, there was a doctor in the village, but he lived at the other end of the village, just to the south and north of Jiang Meng's house.
Therefore, this section of the road is not a short one.
Under the vast night, only the patter of rain could be heard, and even the watchdog went to bed early.
When Jiang Meng finally arrived outside Dr. Qin's house, his shoes were already soaked.
He knocked on the door, and when he saw that there was no movement inside, he knocked a few more times.
Suddenly, candles lit up in the room, and an old man's voice sounded: "Here we come!"
After the door opened, an old doctor who was over sixty years old looked at Jiang Meng, then at the woman on his back, and said teasingly: "You are good at it, you do things quietly."
Jiang Meng was very worried and asked Doctor Qin to see her quickly.
Although Jiang Meng has a reserved temperament, he and Dr. Qin have known each other for many years and are good friends.
Doctor Qin touched his long beard and said, "It's okay to see a doctor, but you have to make it clear first, who is this woman to you?"
Jiang Meng paused, "She..."
