Chapter 3 (1/2)

Jiang Fan thought it was, nodded and said, ”yes, thank you for reminding me.”

He grew up on the mountain. The elder martial brother and elder martial sister Linglong are the same. They don't think much about the etiquette and the defense of men and women.

Younger martial brother Chen has only been here for more than a year. Before, he had invited his husband to read poetry in his family. He thought that things were more comprehensive than him.

When Linglong brings the water, Jiang Fan finds a reason to send her to the next door. He pulls up his sleeve and, together with Chen Jingzhi, unties the clothes of the little younger martial brother who has already been burned. He twists a towel and wipes it down for him.

Don't wipe don't know, this touch hands, Jiang fan is more and more frightened.

The younger martial brother was very hot. Even if Jiang Fan had not learned the pulse from his master, he knew that it was not proper to cook it like this.

He has heard of some people because of a high fever, and later burned their heads into idiots.

When the master left, everything was clearly good. The master was afraid that elder martial sister Linglong was not steady-minded, so he specially told him to take good care of the elder martial sister and younger brother. But it's only half a day. My younger brother is so sick.

Jiang Fan couldn't be anxious. He was born a little fat. It was late autumn. He was sweating all over.

Chen Jingzhi twisted another warm handkerchief, folded it and put it on his forehead.

He was also very worried.

Younger martial brother's body is so hot that it's dry and hot. Ordinary people will sweat naturally when they are hot, but younger martial brother doesn't sweat, and the burning will not come down naturally.

He had a little regret.

If only he could persuade them when the elder martial sister and younger martial brother went down the mountain in the daytime. Otherwise, if he went down the mountain with him, he might be able to remind them more or less. The elder martial sister is careless and can't take care of people all the time, but the younger martial brother doesn't think about food and tea because of his uncle's death, and his body is not strong at all.

But he thought about his own things at that time. He was upset and didn't even consider these things.

He wiped Yun Xiaodong's neck, for fear that the handkerchief might wet his clothes, he leaned over and pulled the collar of Yun Xiaodong aside.

Yunxiaodong neck thin, two clavicles on the more prominent convex. He had a red rope hanging close to his neck, and a pendant the size of a lotus seed was tied to the rope. It looked like a peach stone hanging on a child's body to ward off evil spirits. Chen Jingzhi stood there looking at the pendant. Jiang Fan called him twice, and then he came back to his senses and quickly answered.

”What can I do for you, elder martial brother?”

Jiang Fan felt that he was mostly sleepy, so he was not in good spirits. ”You go to see the elder martial sister and bring a hot water to feed some water to the younger martial brother.”

Chen Jingzhi answered.

There were only Jiang Fan and Yun Xiaodong left in the room. The wind was very strong in the night of Huihui mountain. When the north wind blew, it was like the howling of a tiger and a wolf. Jiang Fan was already worried and worried. Listening to the wind, he was more and more flustered.

Younger martial brother, you can't have a good or bad one. Otherwise, don't say how many of them are. Even if the master is afraid of it, he will suffer a lot. Master's friend knew that his life was not long, so he went up the mountain with his sick body and entrusted his nephew to the master. At that time, the master should also go down. Jiang Fan listened clearly. But it has not been a year, but my younger martial brother

Jiang Fan couldn't sit still. He walked back and forth in front of yunxiaodong's bed. On the bed, Yun Xiaodong was burning vaguely, and his throat gave out vague groans.

Listening to him, Jiang Fan seemed to be crying, and he seemed to be shouting someone. He approached him and asked in a low voice, ”younger martial brother? Can you hear me? ”

The door behind him was pushed open. Jiang Fan didn't look back. He just put out his hand and put it back: ”younger martial brother, give me the water?”

”What water?” asked the man behind him

Jiang Fan was surprised and pleased at the sound. He turned back with too much strength, which made his neck ache.

”Big brother!”

Yun Xiaodong later remembered the night of his illness. Of course, he didn't know what was going on outside his body. He felt hot, hot and thirsty. He was in a trance, listening to someone walking around and talking. He could also feel that his hands, feet, forehead and neck were wiped for him. He could not open his eyes or speak. He was in a daze.

He knew that elder martial brothers Jiang, Linglong and Chen were all in the room. In front of his bed, they looked anxious and whirled around him.

He remembered that he had vomited, more than once.

There was a time when Xiaodong always felt that he should not remember that night's events, and all the memories later might be his own later imagination.

What he remembered most clearly was after he opened his eyes in the morning.

I don't know when it was outside, but it was already light, and the window was bright. His eyes opened and narrowed because of fear of light.

He heard someone close by saying, ”ah, you're awake.”

The voice is very clear and gentle, unspeakable sweetness.

Xiaodong opened his eyes and turned his head slightly.

A man stood in front of the bed, put his hand on his forehead and tried it. He said with a smile, ”it's no longer burning. What do you think of younger martial brother? What else is not comfortable? ”Xiaodong has never seen this person, but from his clothes words, we can guess his identity.

”Elder martial brother?”

The man in front of the bed nodded to him: ”it's me. I'm really smart. I'll see you for the first time. You recognize me when you're sick