The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 512
Gu Yinzhou could often feel that Jiang Zefeng was not asleep at night. When he turned over, Jiang Zefeng’s hand holding his waist tightened, but he never asked him the same question as the last time.
This situation did not last long, something happened in the village.
It is most easy to get sick during the change of seasons. An infectious disease has recently broken out in the town. Many people in the village have contracted this infectious disease. At first, Chen Qianhu’s family became ill, and then it spread. Many people have one or two in their homes. A patient.
The gloomy weather shows no signs of improving.
Many people in the village came to get medicine from Grandma Wang. After the situation became serious, Jiang Zefeng met with Grandma Wang’s helpers every day.
”Jiang Er? Are you also sick?” Chen Qianhu sat weakly at the door of Wang Po’s house and looked at Jiang Zefeng who came out of the curtain.
”No.” Jiang Zefeng said, “Treat people.”
”…What?” Chen Qianhu was surprised and found it funny, “It’s already this time, why are you laughing?” ”
Uncle Liu was broken by a wild boar earlier. Do you remember what happened?” Jiang Zefeng squatted down.
Chen Qianhu didn’t know why, “Ang.”
Jiang Zefeng thought for a moment and said, “I picked it up for him.”
Chen Qianhu: “…”
Jiang Zefeng’s tone made it impossible for Chen Qianhu to become suspicious, and besides, you could tell what he was talking about once you asked him. Whether it was true or not, there was no need for him to tell such a lie. Chen Qianhu vaguely remembered that during that time, there were indeed rumors that Jiang Zefeng had saved Uncle Liu. After that time, he often visited Mrs. Wang. coming.
Wang Po is an old woman with a bad temper and usually doesn’t teach others.
He looked at Jiang Zefeng in front of him, and for the first time he felt so clearly that he was so strange, so different from the Jiang Zefeng before.
”Jiang Er…” He hesitated.
”What’s wrong?” Jiang Zefeng tilted his head.
Chen Qianhu lowered his head again and looked at the stones on the ground, “Last time I told you about seeing your brother in the fields at night, do you still remember?” “Yes.” “Did you ask your brother
”Why do you ask that?”
”No.” Chen Qianhu twitched his lips and said, “I just want to know if it was him that night.”
Jiang Zefeng stared at his face.
The smile on Chen Qianhu’s lips became a little stiff, and he turned his head, “What do you think of me like that?” What did Gu Yinzhou
say to him? Otherwise, why would Chen Qianhu bring this up?
There were several people coughing in the yard. Coughing, as if playing intense music, one after another.
Chen Qianhu knew next whether Jiang Zefeng was joking about treating people.
Jiang Zefeng first brought medicine for Mrs. Wang, and then checked people’s pulses. There were some people who couldn’t trust him. He used some of his real skills and said things that sounded like scholars. After getting along with him day by day, the villagers began to be easily fooled. Frighten.
Ordinary typhoid fever medicine alone cannot cure the root cause and can only temporarily suppress it. However, after three courses of treatment, the effect will be greatly weakened.
At the beginning of the infection, symptoms include coughing, fever, general weakness, and weak pulse. If not treated in time, this condition will continue to spread and worsen.
That night, Jiang Zefeng turned on the light and read a book with one hand on the book. He looked up and saw Gu Yinzhou’s face, “What’s wrong?” Gu Yinzhou’s face was half hidden in the shadows: “Stop reading, it’s time to sleep
It was dark outside and it was already silent.
Jiang Zefeng opened the corner of his lips, “Brother, can’t you sleep without me?”
Gu Yinzhou: “…”
”Why is it…” He pursed his lips, “Take all the trouble, you are not a doctor.” ”
I I want to be a doctor.” Jiang Zefeng said.
Gu Yinzhou paused: “Why?”
”Brother, what do you think people do for living?” he asked.
Gu Yinzhou was stunned.
Jiang Zefeng rubbed the pages of the book with his fingertips, “Some people live for themselves, some live for desire or hatred, and some live for faith-” He paused, raised his chin, raised his face, and asked him
: “What about you?”
The candlelight flickered, and the shadow on the wall followed Yang Huang.
——What do you live for?
In the past, he lived for the glory of his family, to protect the people, and to conquer the territory. When he had no memory, Gu Yinzhou wanted to find his memory. Later, Jiang Zefeng was involved in this, and now.
”Why do you ask?” he asked.
”I just think that if you want to do something, you should do it.” Jiang Zefeng smiled and said, “What I want to do now is to treat illnesses and save people.” His eyes dropped and fell on Gu Yinzhou’s chest. Gu Yinzhou was
wearing In fact, nothing could be seen through the clothes, but Jiang Zefeng knew that there was a long scar on his chest. He said, “I want them to have less pain and less discomfort.” Gu Yinzhou followed his line of sight and lowered his eyes
. , his lips moved, and he glanced at Jiang Zefeng again.
The candlelight illuminated his profile in a very gentle way.
At this moment, he seemed far away yet very close, like a shining star, shining, dazzling and alluring.
Gu Yinzhou’s hand contracted as it dropped down by his leg.
It seemed that even if he had to do it over again, he would still feel unprepared for this person.
”Why?” he asked hoarsely.
Jiang Zefeng looked at him, resting his elbows on the table, tilting his head slightly, supporting his head, with a casual smile on his lips, “What do you think? Brother, don’t ask questions knowingly.” His attitude was always so candid
”I don’t know.” Gu Yinzhou said, “I won’t know until you tell me.”