You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 568: so precious

Gu Junzhu stared at Ye Xingbei, thinking that this is a very wonderful girl.

Being deceived, hurt, and betrayed by the most trusted person, he thought she would be sad, angry, hated, and even collapsed, but she has been calm since she woke up.

Her mentality is as good as he has ever seen before. I am afraid that it will take a few years before she can reach the state of not being happy with things and not being sad about herself.

But Gu Junzhu knows that many people don't cry or make trouble after being hurt. It's not that they are naturally slower than others, but that they are used to it.

Children who cry have milk.

Children who cry to death and still have no milk to eat. After a long time, after understanding this truth, they will naturally stop crying in the future.

Thinking about this, he felt more distressed for the girl.

How much mistreatment did she have to suffer so that she could face the abandonment and betrayal that she regarded as her relatives so calmly?

He couldn't help but reach out and touch her head.

It's okay, though.

All that was before, is gone.

No one hurt Ye Xiaobei before, but he will be there in the future.

He hurts her.

Ye Xingbei looked at him sideways and gave him a gentle smile, "Let's go back."

Gu Jun nodded one by one, bent down and hugged her into his arms, and instructed Gu Chi: "Send this old witch back to the master's house."

What he should have done was done the day he sent Wu Qizhen to the Cowherd's bed.

In the rest of her life, Wu Qizhen will only suffer more and more every day.

He doesn't need to do anything to Wu Qizhen anymore.

He took Ye Xingbei back to the room, put her back on the bed, and rubbed her head: "Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

He was injured and burned for a few days. Ye Xingbei had a bad appetite. It was only a few days, and he lost a lot of weight.

Ye Xingbei thought for a while, "Drink some purple rice porridge."

She still doesn't really have an appetite, but she doesn't like to cause trouble.

Eat fast to get well soon.

You can take care of others instead of becoming a burden to others when your body recovers as before.

Gu Junzhu called the kitchen and asked the kitchen to cook purple rice porridge.

He sat down beside the bed and untied the gauze on Ye Xingbei's body to take a look. He was afraid that just moving Ye Xingbei would tear the wound.

Actually, he thought too much.

When he was holding Ye Xingbei, he was very careful.

The wound on Ye Xingbei's body has also formed a thin layer of scab, which is not a big problem.

But he's still worried.

Seeing that everything was fine with his own eyes, he smeared a thick layer of medicine on the wound before wrapping the gauze again.

"This medicine works really well," Ye Xingbei said with sincere admiration: "This is the best trauma medicine I've ever used."

In the past, the trauma medicine she used in Ye's family was the best one that could not be bought on the market. She thought it was the best trauma medicine, but she didn't expect a mountain to be higher than a mountain, and there were better ones.

Gu Junzhu said: "I used to have a special job and I was often injured. The medicine was specially prepared for me by my father who found a national doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. It took a lot of effort, but I only made a dozen bottles. I use it myself, and my comrades in arms also use it. Now there are only two bottles left, so..."

Gu Jun slapped Ye Xingbei on the forehead, "Don't be so stupid in the future, believe it in any cat or dog, next time you get hurt, you won't have such a magical medicine for you."

Ye Xingbei glanced at the medicine on his hand: "It's so precious, then let's switch to another medicine? Put this medicine away and use it again when the injury is more serious."