"Then find a husband as soon as possible and let him warm your bed. It may be better for your illness." Ruan Su said half-jokingly, but it was also true.
If Bo Leyao had a boyfriend or husband, it would be of great benefit to her health.
Men are inherently yang, and if they are exposed to more yang energy, their body will definitely be better than her current one.
Bo Leyao looked at her depressedly, "Where can I find a husband?" 81Zw.????m
"I think the one from the Meng family yesterday was pretty good! He's about the same age as you." Ruan Su smiled, "I'm going to the Song family, will you go?"
"Mom, did you cook the sick meal for Brother Jingyao? Is it my share?" Bao Leyao held Ruan Su's arm, "I also want to eat the meal cooked by mom."
"There is also some porridge, some cookies, side dishes and so on. I have left some for you. You and your brother can eat some. But the taste is light." Ruan Su saw that her daughter wanted to have breakfast and decided to leave first. "
I'll go first, you can go over after you have breakfast."
"Okay, dear mommy." When Bao Leyao heard that some were left for herself and her brother, she happily flew to the kitchen.
When Ye Yanjin went downstairs, he saw Bao Leyao serving porridge.
Jin Nanhyuk also came over.
The family sat together and started having breakfast.
After eating, Ye Yanjin and Bao Leyao went to the Song family together.
Song Jingyao felt that his whole body was in burning pain, and the pain was so painful that he almost collapsed.
After yesterday's anesthesia wore off, all that's left now is pain, pain from the wound, and weakness all over my body, as if I'd been beaten up and down many times.
And the inside of my mouth is bitter, I feel very thirsty and dry...
He slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar rooms and familiar furnishings in his home.
He is in his room.
Ruan Su's gentle and concerned voice came to his ears, "Jingyao, what do you think? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Thirsty..." As soon as Song Jingyao uttered a word, he felt that his throat was almost smoking, and he was so dry and hoarse.
It's almost impossible to make a sound.
"Mom, let me pour you some water. Drink it quickly." Jian Qiqi heard this and quickly poured him a glass of water. Song Jingyao took a big gulp of the water glass Jian Qiqi was holding. After drinking one glass, it was not enough.
.
"Still drinking." Jian Qiqi quickly poured him another glass.
After drinking two glasses of water, he finally felt that his throat felt much better.
Then he looked at Ruan Su and said, "Aunt Su, my wound is very painful and burning. Others are fine."
"It takes time for wounds to heal." Ruan Su said and stuffed another pill into his mouth. "It will help your injury heal faster."
Song Jingyao just felt that the lips and teeth in his mouth were fragrant, with a faint medicinal fragrance, and an inexplicable refreshing feeling.
Very comfortable.
It seems that this medicine was extracted by Ruan Su himself, and it is very valuable.
"Thank you, Aunt Su."
"My child, why are you so polite?" Ruan Su smiled and said, "Now that your health is better, do you want to tell me how you got injured?"
Not long after the bullet was taken out yesterday, he passed out.
"Two of my subordinates... sacrificed their lives." Song Jingyao's eyes flashed with sadness, "They were all trying to save me..."
"Jingyao, don't worry, we will take care of the pension and comfort the family members. You don't have to worry, everything will be doubled on the original basis." Ruan Su quickly held his hand, "You don't have to worry.
.Your dad and we will handle it well."
"But... no matter how we deal with it, they are gone..." Song Jingyao's eyes turned red. He had always been as determined as he was, but perhaps because of his vulnerability due to injury, his mood seemed to be very unstable.
"Jingyao, I understand your mood very well." Ruan Su continued to comfort him. This child's mission this time is really dangerous.
"Aunt Su... They wanted to harm Grandpa Jin and blow him up. They used a lot of gunpowder..." Song Jingyao then began to talk.
About ten minutes later, he drank another glass of water, and then continued, "We found the warehouse where they hid these weapons. However, they were moving these weapons out at that time. There was only a small amount of inventory in the warehouse, and we still had
It was exposed, and after it was exposed, they killed people, silenced them, and blew up the warehouse."
In front of Song Jingyao's eyes, the huge explosion seemed to still be heard, as well as the soaring fire.
His two brothers pushed him out and were blown to pieces.
He was already injured at the time. Without these two brothers, he would never have been able to escape with his injured body.
"Jingyao, don't think too much." Ruan Su looked at him gently. Over the years of raising these children, she has become more and more gentle, not as violent as when she was young. "Since you regard them as brothers,
From now on, you will be responsible for taking care of their parents and family, understand? If you don’t want your brothers to sacrifice one by one, then you have to become stronger."
"I understand." Song Jingyao nodded slowly.
There was still pain in his eyes.
He is no longer young, in his early thirties, and has been on many missions over the years, but this is the first time that there have been so many casualties like this one.
He had ten subordinates with him, two of them died, and the rest were more or less injured, and he was the most seriously injured.
This was their most harrowing mission.
Jian Qiqi couldn't help crying sadly when she saw her son in such pain.
"Brother!" Song Jingxi came over, "Are you awake?"
Seeing his sister who was twelve years younger than him, Song Jingyao nodded, "You didn't go to school?"
"I'm asking for leave." Song Jingxi was in her freshman year. She sat in front of the bed and glanced at her brother, "It doesn't matter if I don't go for a few days."
She is a top student and usually gets excellent grades.
Not to mention just a few days, it doesn't matter if you don't go for ten days and half a month.
"I'm fine." Song Jingyao glanced at her, "Besides, aren't Mom and Aunt Su here?"
"I'm here too!" Bo Leyao's voice instantly sounded at the door of the room. Then she saw the pale Song Jingyao, "I'm in better spirits than yesterday."
The corner of her eye glanced at the insulated bag box on the bedside table next to her, and she was stunned for a moment, "Mom, why haven't you let Brother Jingyao have breakfast yet?"
Ruan Su shook his head helplessly, "I'm so old, I actually forgot."
With that said, she stood up and opened the lunch box, "Jingyao, I made you some breakfast."
Song Jingyao knew that Ruan Su had not been able to cook easily over the years, but now he actually cooked rice for him with his own hands. He couldn't help but feel a little touched, "Thank you, Aunt Su."
"If it's inconvenient for you, let me feed you." Ruan Su filled a bowl of porridge and then brought out all the side dishes.
"Mom, I'll do it." Bao Leyao took the spoon and grinned at Song Jingyao, "Brother Jingyao usually takes care of me. It's a rare opportunity for me to take care of brother Jingyao."
The way she fed Song Jingyao some porridge was a bit clumsy, and she looked very unfamiliar.
Song Jingyao looked at her tenderly, even more tenderly than when he looked at his sister Song Jingxi, "I never thought that one day I would be able to let Yaoyao feed me breakfast."
There was an inexplicable warmth and trembling in my heart.
He couldn't help but picture the childhood Bao Leyao in front of his eyes. The little person of only a few years old clung to him to the point where he could hardly breathe.
She gave him various instructions to learn how to take care of her.
When he went to the world of metaphysics, he was really at a loss when faced with such a charming girl.
Fortunately, he became more and more skilled in taking care of her later on.
Until this kind of care goes deep into the bone marrow.
Not only him, but also Su Jinghuai.
Thinking of Su Jinghuai, his eyes dimmed slightly.
While he was thinking wildly, he heard Jian Qiqi say that Bo Yanzheng and Su Jinghuai stayed here last night, and that he also had a fever.
Jian Qiqi was talking to Ruan Su about this. After hearing this, Ruan Su came over to check his wounds.
Just as Bao Leyao had finished feeding her breakfast, she volunteered to change Song Jingyao's dressing. She carefully removed the gauze and looked at the bloody wound. She suddenly felt distressed and her movements became gentler.
Disinfect first, then apply medicine, and then bandage.
Ruan Su was a little impatient. If she had done this, it would have been over in five minutes.
As a result, this girl kept doing it for more than ten minutes.
She said this to the girl, but the girl said, "Oh, aren't I afraid that Brother Jingyao will be hurt?"
"Okay, okay, you feel sorry for your brother, but we don't feel sorry for him either." Ruan Su chuckled and teased her.
Jian Qiqi also laughed, "This girl knows how to feel sorry for others."
Bo Leyao glared at them both, "Just make fun of me."
Song Jingxi looked at her, and then at Song Jingyao. For some reason, when the eldest brother always looked at Sister Le Yao, his eyes seemed to be particularly gentle.
She is obviously his sister too!
I can't understand.
Bo Yanzheng slept until about two o'clock in the afternoon and didn't wake up. When he got up, he went directly downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat.
As a result, I saw that Su Jinghuai had woken up and was in the kitchen asking her aunt to help cook noodles.
"You can't cook noodles. You guys stayed up late last night. My wife stewed chicken soup and kept it simmering on low heat! I'll serve you a bowl first." Auntie said and started to serve chicken soup.
The two brothers sat at the dining table, each having a bowl of chicken soup.
The aunt started to cook again, "Don't eat too simple. I'll make you two side dishes. There is always rice in the rice cooker, and it is always kept warm!"
Auntie worked very quickly and made a small stir-fried beef and scrambled eggs with tomatoes in just a few minutes.
Two side dishes with rice, not bad.
The brothers have not been picky eaters since they were young.
He was indeed hungry, and he didn't say anything while eating, but he ate happily.
After finishing the meal, I drank the chicken soup and then took a long breath.
"Let's go see Brother Jingyao." Su Jinghuai stood up and said to Bo Yanzheng.
Bo Yanzheng nodded and walked out with him.
When they arrived at Song's house, they saw Ruan Su knitting a scarf and Jian Qiqi clumsily studying beside him.