Du Xiuheng saw Du Xiaoli''s real concern on her face and thought that although she was different from before, she knew how to care about her family.

    "Let''s go home first. Otherwise it will be dark soon." Du Xiuheng said with red eyes.

    "I''ll come." Du Xiaoli picked up the firewood on the ground. The longer firewood was higher than her. The weight of the firewood was dozens of kilograms. I don''t know how the wounded Du Xiuheng carried such heavy firewood back.

    "Sister, I''d better come. Your strength is so small." Du Xiuheng wanted to grab it. Du Xiaoli flashed and hid.

    "Let''s go, brother. I can''t move my back. You''re hurt. You''d better not force your foot." Du Xiaoli said and left with firewood on his back.

    Du Xiuheng saw that Du Xiaoli insisted, so he had to go back behind her. By the way, he also stretched out his hand and dragged it, so that Du Xiaoli could carry it less heavily.

    When she finally got home, Du Xiaoli felt that she was almost pressed to the ground.

    "Hu..." put down the firewood, she could not help but make complaints about her long hair and wiped the sweat from her head. I couldn''t help but Tucao''s body was really too weak now. It seems that we should train well when we have time.

    "They all said let me come. Look at you. You''re tired." Du Xiuheng helped her put down the firewood and said.

    "I''m just tired for a while. Your foot is hurt, and your back is hurt." Du Xiaoli said. "You sit on the stool and I''ll deal with the wound for you. Now the weather is a little hot. If you get infected, you''ll be in trouble."

    Du Xiaoli asked Du Xiuheng to sit on the stool in the yard, and then took out the wine. Without a cotton swab, he could only dip an unused cotton cloth into the wine, and after a while, he gently wiped the wound with a cotton cloth. When the wound is almost scrubbed, wrap it with a clean cloth.

    Du Xiuheng looked at Du Xiaoli''s skillful technique, his eyes changed slightly, wanted to ask anything, and finally said everything.

    After Du Xiaoli treated the wound, he moved a stool and put it in front of Du Xiuheng. He filled him with a bowl of porridge and put it on the stool. He said, "brother, you can eat here."

    Du Xiuheng picked up his chopsticks, looked at the porridge different from usual, and said, "what porridge is this?"

    Du Xiaoli filled himself another bowl, sat down next to Du Xiuheng and replied, "today, I took some medicinal herbs from Grandpa Niu. This is boiled medicinal porridge to nourish the stomach and Qi."

    "You just learned so much from Grandpa Niu?" Du Xiuheng said as if it were true or false as if he were joking.

    "Yes, Grandpa Niu told me this. I''ll try to cook it. You see your body is so weak. Of course, you should make more supplements. Otherwise, how can you take care of me?" Du Xiaoli answered unnaturally when he heard Du Xiuheng''s words, "by the way, you don''t go to the county to sell firewood tomorrow. Wait until your legs are ready. Anyway, we don''t lack money now."

    Du Xiuheng looked at his legs, turned his head, looked at Du Xiaoli holding a bowl of porridge, and nodded and agreed.

    The next day, Du Xiuheng didn''t sell firewood, but read a book in his room all day. Su Su hasn''t read like this for a long time since he was seriously ill.

    Du Xiaoli stood at the door, looking at Du Xiuheng''s obsession, his eyes twinkled, and he made a decision in his heart.

    For the next two days, Du Xiaoli didn''t let Du Xiuheng go out. He went to Niujing to learn to identify herbs in the morning and came back to read his own medical books in the afternoon. And took some herbs from Niujing back to Du Xiuheng to make medicine to prevent wound infection. In this way, Du Xiuheng''s wound on his leg soon healed.

    "Brother, I can already know some herbs. I''ll follow you when you go to the mountains to collect firewood." Du Xiaoli said.

    At first, Du Xiuheng didn''t want Du Xiaoli to go to the mountains, but he didn''t trust her to dig herbs and put her at home alone, so he agreed.

    This morning, Du Xiaoli came to Niujing''s house two days ago, but found that Niujing had gone out, and there was one guard missing. Only one guard stood behind Han Mingyi.

    "Brother Xiaoyi, where''s grandpa Niu?" asked Du Xiaoli, who was lying in the sun.

    "I have something to go out for a while." the bodyguard behind Han Mingyi replied, "let you wait at home before leaving, and review the knowledge of those herbs by the way."

    "Oh, thank you, big brother." Du Xiaoli smiled sweetly and turned to the corner of the yard to turn over and dry the herbs in the dustpan.

    After waiting for a while, Niu Jing didn''t come back. She turned over all the herbs and was about to go to the house to read the medical books. Suddenly, there was a bang behind her. She hurried back and saw Han Mingyi lying on the floor, curling up his limbs, twitching all over, with a cotton roll stuffed in by the guard''s eyes and hands in her mouth.

    "Young master." the bodyguard knelt on one knee, flattened his body, and then broke his head to one side. Though he bit the cloth, the white foam came out of his mouth and ran to the ground.

    Du Xiaoli went over and said, "your young master has epilepsy?"

    The bodyguard looked at Du Xiaoli and didn''t speak. He just focused on Han Mingyi''s situation and muttered, "why hasn''t doctor Niu come back?"

    "Your young master often does this. You''re not used to it?" Du Xiaoli said. Even she heard the schadenfreude in her words. Well, she still remembers Han Mingyi''s hatred that he didn''t take his bowl and didn''t even say a word!

    "How do you know?" the guard looked at Du Xiaoli with murderous eyes. "This epilepsy is supposed to happen once every other period of time. What''s so strange!" Du Xiaoli said. "Look at your things. You should have experienced it many times. Why are you so scared?" "I don''t know what epilepsy you said. But the interval between the onset of the young master is getting shorter and shorter. Doctor Niu went out because the young master had been ill a few days ago. He didn''t expect it to be so fast." the guard replied coldly. "So it is." Du Xiaoli transferred his eyes to Han Mingyi. Seeing that he had convulsed to fainting, his face changed and said: "No, hold down his Zhongxue and Hegu acupoints." and she herself quickly took off his shoes and socks, rolled up her trouser legs, kept her hands on Zusanli and one hand on Yongquan acupoint. When she saw that the guard was still stunned, she shouted at him, "Why are you still stunned? Do you want your young master to die? Don''t do it quickly!" After Du Xiaoli yelled at the bodyguard, he came back to his senses. He quickly pressed one hand against the people and pinched Hegu cave with the other. After the two people did this, Han Mingyi woke up after a while. When he opened his eyes, he saw his feet held in a doll''s arms. He kicked Du Xiaoli for a long time subconsciously, and scolded in his mouth, "bold!" Du Xiaoli didn''t expect that Han Mingyi would react like this when he woke up, that is, which young master is not like this?!