Chapter 305 A Bowl of Red Bean Porridge

"The feet are much better," Zhong Mingwei said, his eyes fell on the colorful mattress outside the food box, "I shouldn't wrap gauze around it."

"That's right, when I changed your dressing yesterday, it looked much better." Chen Qingxuan lowered his head and kept untying the rope on his head. Qingxuan sighed why the girl was tied so tightly, and asked Zhong Mingwei, "Sir, where did you put your scissors?"

"Let me do it." Zhong Mingwei moved towards the small table, and stretched out his hand to untie the knot. It was indeed too tight, but Zhong Mingwei untied it three times, and Zhong Mingwei's lips couldn't help but go up. Warped.

"Hey, sir, how did you untie it?" Chen Qingxuan didn't even look clearly, just watched Zhong Mingwei's hand move up and down, and the tight knot was untied, Chen Qingxuan felt extremely rare.

Zhong Mingwei smiled and said nothing, opened the food box, brought out the steaming food inside, and started eating with his head buried.

Why did Zhong Mingwei untie the knot so easily? Because A Chou always tied the rope like this, when he was just learning to walk, A Chou was too thin to support him, and he was afraid that he would fall, so he tied the two of them with a rope all the time, and tied the knot like this At the beginning, he didn't know how to untie it, but after watching it a lot, he got used to it. Later, when he tied the rope again, he always tied such a knot habitually.

Chen Qingxuan sat on the side, silently watching Zhong Mingwei gobble it up, and also silently watching the meal on the small table, which was exactly the same as what he had just eaten at Jixian Bookstore, except for a small bowl of red bean porridge, Zhong Mingwei obviously Xian likes to drink red bean porridge very much, so he didn't eat a bite of the vegetables. He finished the small bowl of red bean porridge first, and then started to eat the vegetables.

Chen Qingxuan looked at the empty small bowl, his heart felt a little empty for some reason, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, the smell of red bean porridge wafted out was terribly sweet, he just smelled it As long as the porridge tastes so good, he knows that there must be a lot of rock sugar in the porridge. People like him who don't like sugar should keep them away. But at this time, he felt a little greedy, and he was eager to know about the bowl of red bean porridge. How sweet it is.

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"It's really much better." After eating, Chen Qingxuan changed Zhong Mingwei's dressing. Facing the wound with new flesh, Chen Qingxuan was very satisfied. If it gets too deep, I’m afraid it will leave a big wound in the future.”

"It's not a problem." Zhong Mingwei looked at the pitted wound from the top of his feet to his calf, and didn't pay much attention. He rubbed his hands gently on his swollen knee, and there was a sudden pain in his knee, and he wrinkled Frowning, indescribably anxious.

"Sir, don't touch it there in the future," Chen Qingxuan said to Zhong Mingwei in a hurry, and saw a small scar on his knee with a light yellow scar on it, and immediately twisted it Frowning, he looked at Zhong Mingwei and said, "Did you put yourself on a diet a few days ago?"

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, and frowned at the scar on his knee.

"Sir, don't do it yourself in the future. Your knee injury is not an ordinary injury. Even I dare not touch it easily. It's best to wait until Mr. Gu from Yanshe comes over to check the injury, and then Mr. Gu will do it yourself. You healed the pus well," Chen Qingxuan said, taking a bottle of cooling ointment and applying it on the knee, and then said to Zhong Mingwei, "Of course this cooling ointment can't heal the wound, but it can save Mr. If you suffer from high fever, itching and pain, if you feel uncomfortable in your knees, you can apply some cooling ointment on your own to relieve the pain."

The cold ointment was applied to his knees, and Zhong Mingwei felt extremely comfortable. The unbearable high fever and itching for several days disappeared at this moment. He took the small bottle of cooling ointment from Chen Qingxuan's hand, While nodding to Chen Qingxuan: "Thank you."

"Sir, you don't have to be polite to me," Chen Qingxuan curled his lips slightly, went to the outer hall to clean his hands, then entered the bedroom, took out a few books from his bag and put them in front of Zhong Mingwei, and asked, "Do you like these books, sir?"

Zhong Mingwei's gaze lingered on these books, and finally settled on the slightly yellowed "General History of Ancient and Modern Times", while reaching for the book.