As the saying goes, the three members of fenglanchu's family went back to the dormitory with the meal, and the dinner was still going on quietly.
Jiang Che, who is trying to cram food, puts forward that he wants to go out for a while after having dinner. Feng LAN agrees after thinking for a while.
"Did you take your temperature this afternoon?" Before going out, Fenglan asked Jiang Anzhi: "if you are not comfortable, you can have a rest in the dormitory."
"It's OK. It's all right." Jiang'an talked about bringing mosquito repellent spray and went out with them. In the evening, mosquitoes had to be more careful.
Next to the dormitory is a small open space, the edge of which is connected with a grove. When she came back alone last night, she still felt that it was foggy and gloomy here. Today, with the addition of Jiang Anzhi and Jiang Che, she felt that it had changed and had the flavor of fairy tale forest.
Sure enough, the people around you are very important when you look at the scenery.
With the fall of night, there was a flash of fluorescence around, and fireflies flew out.
"Whoa, whoa, firefly." Jiang Che happily strolls in the open space, chasing the light of fireflies.
"Generally, the better the air index is, the more fireflies there are." Feng Lanchu and Jiang Anzhi sit in the open space and watch Jiang Che run back and forth. Teacher Xiaofeng has an occupational disease: "it's rare to have fireflies in July, fireflies in August, and fireflies in October."
Jiang Anzhi listened with a smile, and the frightened spirits were comforted. The good time was like a dream, and the years were quiet.
At eight o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark, and the family of three went back to the dormitory.
It's still Jiang'an who bathes Jiang Che, who washes at the beginning of Fenglan and who washes behind Jiang'an's mat.
When Jiang An's washing and gargling came out, Jiang Che had already drunk milk and was brewing drowsiness in bed.
But the wind haze beginning then takes to spread out the medicine box to wait for him at the end of the bed.
Jiang An's step is a meal, accept the destiny ground to walk past, sit well in front of the wind LAN beginning.
At the beginning of the wind haze lifted his clothes, he saw that the wound that had been healed had split, and there was a tendency of inflammation. It was red and swollen, and it was ferocious.
She used her fingers to explore the skin and flesh around Jiang'an's wound, but it was slightly hot.
It seems that this guy has a low fever all the time, but he behaves like nobody. Just now, he followed them to the wild to blow the wind for so long.
At the beginning of the wind haze, the eyes were slightly astringent, and there was a twinkle of empathy.
In the afternoon, when she was sorting out the information in the office, she found out about an Zhi's rescue of Wang Bingbing.
At that time, Feng Lanchu suddenly realized that Jiang'an's wet back was not sweat but blood.
But the patient didn't say anything. He didn't say anything about saving people or pain. He just wiped the blood as if nothing had happened.
Feng Lanchu's heart was a little blocked. He helped him clean the wound and said: "Jiang Anzhi, the crying child has sugar to eat. Have you ever heard this sentence?"
"Well???" Jiang Anzhi, who thought he would receive a bad scold, had already thought about how to deal with it. But Feng Lanchu asked a strange question, which made him confused for a moment.
"Next time you feel uncomfortable or wronged, you don't have to hold back. Can you tell me directly?"
Today, if he said it in time and the wound was treated, he would suffer less.
Understand the beginning of the wind LAN in love with themselves, Jiang An of the clap she put on his shoulder hand "well." A nod.
On this night, Feng Lanchu consciously hugged Jiang Anzhi
"Tomorrow, we'll go home together."
"Good." An Zhi's smile goes straight to his eyes, and the pear vortex on his face lasts for a long time.
At the beginning of the wind, it was like a medicine, which cured the wound in his heart.