She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 300 Picked Up Along the Way

Chapter 300 Picked Up Along the Way
“The last time the youngest daughter came was about two years ago, right?”

In the yard, Xiuniang was preparing dinner for the evening. Fenghua prepared a bowl of boiled herbs and said, “Right.”

Xiuniang frowned when she thought of it, “That group of people returned to the mountain this year, and what they did became more and more horrific. Fortunately, my youngest daughter cut off the mountain road over there, otherwise, I don’t know how much suffering our families would have suffered.”

“Xiuniang!”

Feng Hua coughed twice, signaling her to stop talking, and looked at the person on the bed in the room.

I don’t know if it was because the pain from the wound was unbearable, but that man’s handsome facial features were all tense at the moment, and his whole body was shaking violently.

Xiuniang wiped her hands and walked in quietly. She looked at her husband, walked forward and touched Qin Yanfeng’s forehead with the back of her hand.

“It’s a little hot. Could he have a fever? I’ll get some moxa leaves and boil them in water. You can rub them on him later. By the way, change his medicine first.”

After saying that, Xiuniang hurried out to prepare. With her previous experience, she was now adept at taking care of people.

Fenghua tried to wake the man up and get him to take medicine, but the man’s eyes just opened and then slowly and heavily closed again, as if he was extremely tired.

Fenghua sighed in his heart and had to put the medicine bowl aside. He first changed the herbal medicine on his shoulder, cleaned it, and then put on a new one.

Qin Yanfeng’s consciousness was a little hazy. He felt as if his whole body was filled with cement, and as if he had a cold. His head was dizzy, his thoughts were fragmented, and his limbs were sore and he couldn’t lift them. It was not until the pain in his shoulder became more and more obvious that he slowly regained a trace of clarity.

He could hear vague conversations through his eardrums, followed by blurry figures and close contact. He tried to open his eyes but had no strength. He only vaguely remembered that this was a safe place.

Someone rescued him, cleaned his inflamed wound, and left him here to recover. They mashed herbs from the mountains into juice and applied it to the edges of his festering wound, and then smeared some cool ointment…

Wait, he was clearly shot, how could it have festered?
Maybe it was in the past, or maybe it was just a dream?

He had been in a coma and could not see the person in front of him clearly. When he occasionally opened his eyes, he could only see a slender figure, followed by a strong smell of boiled Chinese herbal medicine.

His memory was fragmented and his forehead was aching. Qin Yanfeng frowned and endured it. Then he slowly opened his eyes. He needed to lie on his side due to his shoulder injury. He saw a black bowl of medicine on the table at a glance.

Then there is the old man in front of me.

I remembered that it was Shen Manzhi who left him here to recuperate.

It was half dream and half reality, and I could hardly tell the reality from the reality.

Feng Hua looked down and saw the young man open his eyes. He changed the medicine and covered him with a quilt. “It’s good that you’re awake. Drink the medicine quickly. Come, I’ll help you get up.”

As he was about to help, Qin Yanfeng raised his hand and moved, then looked at the Chinese medicine in front of him and slowly frowned.

“The youngest daughter told us that if you wake up, drink a bowl of it, and you will get better faster.”

Youngest daughter?

I guess that’s how the old man calls Shen Manzhi.

Qin Yanfeng pursed his lips, propped up half of his body on his elbow, and drank most of the medicine in the old man’s bowl.

Good medicine tastes bitter.

Qin Yanfeng swallowed it with difficulty, his expression slightly solemn.

The bowl of medicine in the dream was also dark in color and bitter in taste, but someone fed it to his mouth slowly and patiently, spoon by spoon. Later, when he became a little more conscious, that person finally fed him a mouthful of white sugar. Later, it turned into fruit candies of various flavors.

“what happened?”

Feng Hua was a little surprised when he saw him stop drinking halfway through. “It is a little bitter, but it is very effective.”

Two years ago, that person also used these to recover from his injuries, which were even more serious than this one.

Qin Yanfeng came back to his senses, finished the drink in silence, and then slowly swallowed the last sip before lying back down.

“Uncle, where did she go?”

The person being asked was Shen Manzhi.

Feng Hua packed up and prepared to go out, “My youngest daughter didn’t say anything, but she said she would come to pick you up in the evening.”

Qin Yanfeng pursed his lips. Given Shen Manzhi’s personality, he would definitely follow Yan Wu and the others.

“Hey, you’re awake?”

Xiuniang came in with a basin of hot water. Seeing Qin Yanfeng trying to get up, she quickly pushed him down and said, “Just lie down. You’re so badly injured. Why are you getting up?”

The old lady was too strong. Qin Yanfeng was stunned for a moment, then he lay back down and said calmly, “It’s not serious.”

It’s much lighter than before.

Xiuniang prepared the wormwood for rubbing and looked at him with lowered eyebrows. “You want to go find your youngest daughter, right? You are so seriously injured, and going there will only cause trouble for her.”

Feng Hua echoed softly, “Yes.”

Qin Yanfeng’s eyes fell on the two old people and hesitantly asked, “Do you know what she did?”

“We never ask about our youngest daughter’s affairs,” Xiuniang said in a more relaxed tone, “We just know it’s dangerous. But if you go find her in your current state, you’ll only become a burden to her.”

“Since she brought you here, you should just rest and recuperate here,” Feng Hua washed his hands again and prepared to apply mugwort on him. “You feel a little hot, don’t let the fever make your condition worse.”

Qin Yanfeng frowned and looked at the herbal water on the table, feeling a little resistant.

Xiuniang joked, “Our conditions here are not good, so these are all we have. But don’t worry, my youngest daughter also used this method to reduce the temperature of others before, and that person’s injury was more serious than yours.”

other people?

Qin Yanfeng raised his eyebrows and said calmly, “Has she brought other people here before?”

“My youngest daughter is kind-hearted. The man fled here and fainted at the foot of the mountain. My youngest daughter picked him up.”

Qin Yanfeng lowered his eyes slightly, she really had a kind heart.

Xiuniang suddenly paused and looked at him suspiciously, “Were you also picked up by the youngest daughter along the way?”

Qin Yanfeng exhaled lightly, “No.”

“My youngest daughter treats him differently,” Feng Hua wiped Qin Yanfeng’s forehead and palms, and continued with a smile, “I see she cares about him very much.”

Xiuniang looked at the young man carefully, “You can’t say he is quite handsome.”

“Ahem,” Qin Yanfeng tilted his head, his ears felt hot, and changed the subject, “Auntie, what time is it now?”

“It’s four o’clock, and you’ve only been lying down for less than an hour. You should rest for a while. Your youngest daughter will come to pick you up later.”

Feng Hua cleared the dishes and tucked in the quilt for Qin Yanfeng, “Get up and take the medicine when you wake up later.” Maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine, but his body gradually became hot, and being awake for a while was very exhausting. After the room became quiet, Qin Yanfeng quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep, but he was thinking about Shen Manzhi and his teammates, and he felt groggy and uneasy.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn.

The medicine on his shoulder should have just been changed. Qin Yanfeng propped himself up, his lips were a little pale and his face did not look very good.

There were voices coming from outside. Qin Yanfeng slowly put on his clothes, folded the quilt with one hand, and walked to the door with light steps. He didn’t pay attention to the people talking outside.

There were only the voices of the two old people.

No one came to pick him up.

“You have to keep an eye on the person this time. The person my youngest daughter picked up two years ago also insisted on looking for someone after he woke up. The people on the mountain were so cruel that I don’t know if they left the body intact. My youngest daughter felt very guilty when she didn’t see him after she came back.”

Xiuniang sighed as she spoke, “Do you think our youngest daughter came back this time because there is something going on in the mountains? Alas, it is too dangerous for her to be alone.”

Feng Hua added charcoal to the small stove and squinted his eyes to watch the fire. “Let’s not worry about it. She knows what’s going on. We just need to do what our youngest daughter asks us to do.”

“I’m just worried about her,” Xiuniang glared at her husband, “If it weren’t for our youngest daughter, would we be able to live here peacefully now?”

Fenghua lowered his head and blew, “It’s no use for you to worry.”

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Qin Yanfeng leaned against the door frame and coughed twice, “Uncle, Auntie.”

Xiuniang turned around and stood up, looking horrified, “Why are you up? The wound on your shoulder…”

“Much better,” Qin Yanfeng nodded gently, but his pale face showed that he was not in good health. “Auntie, the person you just mentioned, the one she picked up two years ago, has he disappeared since then?”

Xiuniang’s face changed slightly, and she turned away and hesitated, “No…no, it’s just that he passed away before his injuries were fully healed, and we haven’t been in touch, so I don’t know what’s going on with him.”

Somewhat different from what he said at the beginning, Qin Yanfeng’s eyes stayed on Xiuniang’s face and asked softly, “How long has that person been here?”

Fenghua raised his head and looked at him when he heard this.

Qin Yanfeng walked forward, sat aside, and smiled, “I’m a little bored. I want to hear about her.”

Feng Hua smiled knowingly and said, “You and your youngest daughter have a special relationship, right?”

Qin Yanfeng said nothing, but lowered his eyes and curled his lips as if he agreed.

“The man was seriously injured and had been unconscious at the foot of the mountain for at least two or three days. He was almost half dead. The youngest daughter said he was a compatriot and was saved.

After picking him up and taking good care of him for about a week, he gradually woke up, but his consciousness was not very clear. He was very defensive. When he woke up, he would not let anyone touch him, and he did not speak. Most of the time he was awake and in a daze, and I didn’t know what he was thinking. “

Xiuniang asked her husband to heat up the medicine soup. “Later, the youngest daughter went out for two or three days and didn’t come back. The man also left and said he wanted to go find the youngest daughter. No matter how we tried to stop him, he couldn’t.”

Qin Yanfeng listened quietly and spoke slowly, “During that time, were they on good terms?”

Feng Hua smiled and said, “That young man is very arrogant. Although my youngest daughter saved his life, he didn’t show much affection to me. After he woke up, he never let me touch him again. My youngest daughter just treated him as a patient.”

Qin Yanfeng clenched his fist lightly. He had never received Shen Manzhi’s careful care before.

Xiuniang patted her thigh and raised her voice, “I remember that after the man left, he came back and took the small coal ball away.”

Qin Yanfeng frowned, “Little coal ball?”

“It was a kitten. It was only a short time old when my youngest daughter brought it home. It looked like it was dying, but she managed to bring it back to life.”

Feng Hua handed the heated herbs to Qin Yanfeng and said, “Drink it while it’s hot.”

Qin Yanfeng took it and thanked him, but he didn’t rush to drink it. “Did that person never come back?”

Xiuniang shook her head and sighed, “His injuries were so serious, and it was so dangerous outside. If it weren’t for my youngest daughter saving him, he would have died long ago. He insisted on leaving, and it’s not certain whether he could leave the mountain safely on his own.”

Not to mention coming back.

As dusk fell, Fenghua stood at the door and looked out, “Xiuniang, go make dinner first. We don’t know when our youngest daughter will be back. We can heat up the dishes when she comes back.”

Xiuniang responded and told her husband to keep an eye on the man when she went out.

Qin Yanfeng on the other side had already finished drinking the medicine in one gulp with a frown on his brow. Heat invaded his whole body in an instant, and he felt that all the meridians in his body were revived. He felt a little light from head to toe, but it only took a moment to return to normal. He didn’t know if it was because of the medicine, but his head started to feel dizzy again.

Qin Yanfeng put down the bowl, stood up and walked out, and Fenghua hurriedly followed him.

He had no intention of leaving now, and turned to look at the old man, “I’ll just be in the yard, getting some fresh air.”

Xiuniang was washing fresh vegetables picked from the fields at the sink. The sound of running water drowned out the noisy chirping of insects in the bushes at the foot of the mountain.

The weather in the small country is pretty good, with the sky usually full of stars, but it is a little cool at night, and you can still feel cold even when lying on a deck chair under the vines.

Often at this time, someone would put a thin blanket over him, and then wait for ten minutes or so before slowly urging him to go to sleep.

Qin Yanfeng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead and felt so dizzy that he could hardly stand.

He captured the scene that just flashed by and went to the yard.

There was indeed a long-repaired recliner under the vine behind the simple clothes hanger. It was dark at night and he couldn’t see clearly, but Qin Yanfeng subconsciously remembered that a lot of paint had fallen off the chair.

The bitterness of the herbs spread between the lips and teeth, from the mouth to the throat and then to the stomach, making people feel very uncomfortable. In addition, I haven’t had a proper meal in the past few days, so it is normal to have hallucinations.

Is this normal? Is this normal…?

Most of the time, the man was lying on a chair in the yard, and the gray kitten would surround the slender figure all day long, calling in a soft, coquettish and sticky voice.

He could hear all the sounds around him, but his vision was always blurred when he looked at the people and objects in front of him. This symptom did not improve until he left.

Qin Yanfeng was clearly aware that he was looking at the person who was rescued by Shen Manzhi from the perspective of an observer.

But in a trance, I felt that the person on the recliner was myself.

Confused thoughts always make it difficult for people to distinguish between reality and illusion.

One day I heard a woman answering a phone call. She responded in a lazy tone, then suddenly stopped and smiled. Her voice was soft and delicate.

She said as she walked inside.

The person lying on the chair only vaguely heard the man saying his name. What Zhi… Zhi? Zhi?

The man walked into the house and could no longer be heard.

Later he took the little coal ball away and changed its name.

This way you won’t forget.