The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 280: I long for home

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Zhong Mingwei gritted his teeth and looked at his **** foot, which had been bandaged yesterday. He didn't know how badly it was injured. Only at this moment did he see clearly that it turned out that it was covered from the ankle to the entire top of the foot. It's a **** mess, that's right. It's impossible to slide down from such a high place without hurting your legs and feet, but...

"Ah!" Zhong Ming suddenly cried out in pain.

"Please bear with it," Chen Qingxuan was so anxious that he was sweating all over his face. He put down the knife in his hand in a hurry, wiped his face randomly, and turned around to explain to Zhong Mingwei, "Yesterday You have been barefoot in the snow for too long, and a large piece of meat in the wound has frozen to death. You need to scrape the meat off at this time, otherwise the wound will not grow well. You must not move. I have to cut the flesh elsewhere."

Zhong Mingwei looked at the large piece of white flesh and took a breath of cold air. He picked up the sheets and nodded to Chen Qingxuan.

"Then I'll start." Chen Qingxuan took a deep breath, held Zhong Mingwei's leg with one hand, held the knife in the other, and moved it to Zhong Mingwei's ankle.

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By the time Chen Qingxuan had cut out all the frozen flesh from his ankles and calves, Zhong Mingwei's fingers had already dug out ten holes in the sheets, and even the mattress underneath. It sucks, it really hurts too much.

When Chen Qingxuan cut out the last piece of necrotic flesh, he suddenly sat down on the ground. He looked at the small puddle on the ground and the **** meat, and his stomach was filled with turmoil. He turned his head in a hurry, While taking a few deep breaths, he managed to hold back from vomiting, and then he was busy applying medicine to Zhong Mingwei to stop the bleeding. When he finally finished his work, he realized that Zhong Mingwei had fainted from the pain, and his hands were tied well. The gauze was torn, and blood flowed onto the sheets drop by drop. Chen Qingxuan was busy wrapping Zhong Mingwei's hands again.

When everything was done, Chen Qingxuan felt that he was exhausted. He stood up holding on to the edge of the bed. While looking at the sleeping man on the bed, he said silently in his heart, next time he goes to the city , you must buy some mabo to keep, otherwise it can really kill people.

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When Chen Qingxuan came out of the room, Grandma Chen also happened to come out of the room, holding more than half of the bowl of red bean porridge left, with an unhappy look on her face.

"What's wrong?" Chen Qingxuan asked Grandma Chen while washing his hands, "Why do you have such a somber face this early in the morning?"

"That girl said she had no appetite, so she ate two mouthfuls of red bean porridge. No matter how much I tried to persuade her, she refused to eat it," Grandma Chen said gloomily, throwing the remaining half of the bowl of red bean porridge on the table angrily. He sat down and continued to scold A Chou, "I've been lying in bed for two days and two nights, and I still insist on saying that I'm not hungry. I still insist on going back to the mountain, and I don't even see if I can get out of bed."

"Is she going back to the mountain?" Chen Qingxuan was startled. He put down the handkerchief in his hand, looked at the closed door behind him, and frowned, "She's too ignorant. She has typhoid fever, and the worst thing she can do is not be exposed to the wind, so where can she go out?"

"That's right. I told her the same thing, but she couldn't listen. She just wanted to go home." Grandma Chen said angrily, "Why do you think she has to go home? Our family Is it because she can't eat and drink without her? Or does she think the disease will be cured when she returns home?"

"Grandma, don't be angry. I'll go in and persuade her." Chen Qingxuan vaguely figured out A Chou's thoughts and said to Grandma Chen.

"That girl is so stubborn that even nine oxen can't pull her back. Let me see how you persuade her." Grandma Chen hummed while going to the kitchen to make some medicine for A Chou.

When Chen Qingxuan came in, A Chou was struggling to put on her socks. As soon as she saw Chen Qingxuan coming in, she was so busy that she put her feet into the quilt, and then pulled the quilt over and covered herself tightly. Yes, she looked at Chen Qingxuan a little embarrassed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Chen, why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It was me who was abrupt." Chen Qingxuan was so busy that he couldn't help but apologize.

"No...it's okay. I made a fuss out of a molehill." A Chou felt embarrassed when he saw Chen Qingxuan like this. After a pause, A Chou said again, "Mr. Chen, just now Grandma Chen said that I was sick. I'm too heavy to go home. Is this what you told Grandma Chen?"

"I was just about to talk to you about this," Chen Qingxuan said with a sullen face, looking at A Chou, "You have been injured and your body is very cold. You should never see the cold at this time, let alone Once you go up the mountain, you can’t even leave the door, do you understand?”