Le Wenyao looked at Fang Lin and smiled, like a little girl who had not grown up, with her mouth full of oil stains.
He said, "Brother, you eat too. If you don't eat, I will finish it."
Fang Lin said with a smile: "Eat more, and my brother will cook more delicious food for you in the future."
In the evening, Fang Lin and Le Wenyao ate boiled fish and grilled fish, talking and laughing. After a while, all five fish were eaten.
This meal was very popular for Le Wenyao, who kept praising Fang Lin, which made Fang Lin feel a little embarrassed. He stood up and said, "Wenyao, please take a rest after eating. My brother will wash the dishes today."
After saying that, he picked up two plates and chopsticks, turned around and walked out of the house. The plates looked as worn as the clay bowls.
As soon as he took a few steps, Le Wenyao grabbed his arm and said, "Brother, you don't need to wash it. You made so many delicious things for me today. Thank you for your hard work. I'll go wash it! If you're fine, just talk to me.
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Fang Lin saw Le Wenyao's firm expression, so he said, "Okay, he found a wooden stool and sat next to it."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Fang Lin's eyes were full of love.
"Poof" a stream of blood spurted out from Le Wenyao's arm, and the blood spilled onto the wall. Fang Lin quickly stood up, came to Le Wenyao's side, and asked: "What's wrong? Why is the arm bleeding? Sit down quickly."
Fang Lin helped Le Wenyao sit down on the stool.
Le Wenyao saw all the anxious expressions.
Le Wenyao whispered: "Brother, it's okay, just bandage it and it will be fine."
"Brother, please help me find some herbs, they are under the bed."
Fang Lin heard what Le Wenyao said and hurriedly found herbs, then found a clean white cloth bag and placed it on the table.
He carefully rolled up the clothes on his arms and took a closer look. He saw several bloodstains of different shades. He didn't bother to ask how the scars were caused. He first cleaned the wounds with clean water, then applied the herbs and tied them with white cloth.
Cloth bag.
There were many beads of sweat on Le Wenyao's forehead, which was painful sweat. From the beginning to the end, Le Wenyao never cried out in pain. She was insisting. She was afraid that Fang Lin would be uncomfortable. What a sensible girl she was.
After the bandaging was completed, Fang Lin helped Le Wenyao to the bed, poured a glass of water, placed it on the small wooden table beside the bed, and asked with concern: "How did the arm get injured?"
Le Wenyao endured the pain and said: "Brother, don't worry, I accidentally bruised it when I went down the mountain. It will be fine after a few days of rest."
Who is Fang Lin? He was also a strong person before he ascended. Although he no longer has the previous cultivation level, after the previous body training, the wounds on his arms can be seen to be caused by human power.
Fang Lin's face became serious, he glanced at Le Wenyao and said, "Who is it?"
"who is it?"
Fang Lin's tone was tough, and his words gave people a sense of oppression.
Le Wenyao's face was pale, but she was struggling in her heart. She was afraid that if she told Fang Lin the truth, Fang Lin would take revenge on her.
I thought to myself, "How can my brother be their opponent? This will not kill my brother, but if I don't tell him, what should I say?"
Just when Le Wenyao didn't know what to say, a sentence came to his mind. Fang Lin said: "Tell the truth, or I will go to Xianwu Academy tomorrow to ask."
"No, I'm going now."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.
Le Wenyao hurriedly shouted: "Brother, don't go, I said it's not okay."
Fang Lin walked straight to Le Wenyao, gently wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and said, "Say it!"
Le Wenyao lowered his head and said softly: "The injury on my arm was caused by someone from the Xianwu Academy."
Fang Lin said angrily: "What are their names and why do they want to hurt you?"
"Their names are Xiao Jian and Zuo Jin. They found that I have been bringing food down the mountain. This is not allowed by the academy. If the deacons of the academy find out, they will leave the academy. Knowing this, they will act unscrupulously
Bully me, knowing I won’t tell the deacon.”
Le Wenyao gritted his teeth and said.
When Fang Lin heard what Le Wenyao said, he blamed himself very much and said, "You all blame me. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt like this."
He punched the ground, and a deep pit sank into the ground. He did not use all his strength. He knew that using all his strength would cause the house to collapse, which would injure his sister.
Seeing Fang Lin like this, Le Wenyao felt extremely uncomfortable and said, "Brother, this is not your fault, it is their fault. Don't think so wildly."
"Brother, even without your appearance, my destiny will not change."
After hearing this, Fang Lin raised his head, looked at his sister sitting on the bed, and said, "Why?"
Le Wenyao shook his head and said hesitantly: "Brother, please don't ask. Now that your body has recovered, you don't have to bring food from the academy, so I don't have to be so afraid of them."
Fang Lin felt sad and said: "Wen Yao doesn't have to take care of brother anymore, let him take care of you."
Le Wenyao looked at Fang Lin and said, "Thank you, brother, it's great to have you!"
Fang Lin felt sore in his heart and thought, "It's my brother who hurt you and made you suffer so much."
Fang Lin said silently in his heart: "Xiao Jian, Zuo Jin, just wait for me. I will make sure you pay with blood."
Fang Lin looked at Le Wenyao affectionately, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, and slowly helped Le Wenyao lie down on the bed.
He said: "Sister, does the wound still hurt? If it hurts, just scream out."
Le Wenyao squeezed out a smile on his face and said: "Brother, I'm much better now, don't worry, go get some rest!"
After Le Wenyao finished speaking, her eyes slowly closed. She had been too hard and tired during this time.
The corners of Fang Lin's eyes became moist. He knew that the girl in front of him didn't want him to be too worried and sad.
In the dark night, the breeze blows through the thatched house, making the willow branches creak, and the moonlight shines on the thatched house, making it look particularly bright.
After Le Wenyao fell asleep, Fang Lin did not go back to his room to sleep. He sat next to the wooden bed and guarded his sister, fearing that her wound would become inflamed or that she would accidentally press her arm on the wound.
Sure enough, Le Wenyao was in a bad state that night. Fang Lin kept wiping the sweat on her forehead. Her body would tremble for a while, then huddle up, muttering "It's so cold, so cold."
cold."
Fang Lin covered Le Wenyao with the only two quilts at home, but from time to time he could still hear Le Wenyao saying, "It's so cold."
Fang Lin hurriedly ran out of the house, chopped the wood in the shortest time, carried it into the thatched house, and lit the stove.
Fang Lin touched Le Wenyao's forehead with his hand. There was no fever. He checked the wound again and found that it was not inflamed. What was going on? Could it be that his sister was sick?
As time passed, Fang Lin observed the changes in Le Wenyao's body, from shrinking into a ball to slowly stretching out. Fang Lin felt relieved a lot.
Fang Lin was confused, always feeling that something was not right, but he couldn't explain it. He thought, "Is there something else that Wen Yao is hiding, so I have to wait until my sister wakes up and ask, and it will become clear."
This chapter has been completed!