The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star

The doctor treated Chi Jingxi in the room for nearly three hours, while Wen Yantong and others waited for that long in Zhang Jieran's room.

The blood was delivered in pots of water, and the blood-soaked gauze and clothes were shocking.

Mu Yang was impatient, walking around in the room, sighing again and again.

Wen Yantong was also anxious, but at this juncture, it was useless to be anxious and could only wait. She sat next to Zhang Jieran's bed and easily covered Zhang Jieran with a quilt.

After Zhang Jieran was frightened and fainted by her, he had been in a coma and his breathing was still steady. She thought that when the doctor was over, she would invite Zhang Jieran to have a look.

Don't be scared of anything wrong.

Chi Jingxi's injury was not serious, but he lost too much blood. The doctor carefully checked all the injuries on his body and then came out of the small room.

As soon as he came out, a few people immediately surrounded him.

Cheng Xin took the lead and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Yantong noticed that the doctor was sweating profusely and looked rather strenuous. Facing Cheng Xin’s problem, he dared not neglect, and immediately saluted, "His Highness, Xiaohouye’s injury has been stabilized, and the bleeding has stopped. It is best to take a rest in the temple for a day before leaving for the city."

Mu Yang anxiously said, "Why take a day off? Can't I go back to the city to recuperate immediately? There is nothing here..."

The doctor said, "Little Hou's wound has just been hugged and should not be moved. If the carriage bumps at this time, it is very likely that the wound will be torn again. Besides, Xiao Hou also needs a good night's sleep."

Wen Yantong asked, "Master Xiao Hou has the most severe injury on his right shoulder. Will it affect his sword and martial arts in the future?"

The doctor looked at her and said, "It's okay. The injury to Master Xiaohou's right shoulder hasn't hurt the bones. As long as you take a good rest, you won't have any symptoms."

Several people were relieved at the same time, and Mu Yang asked if he could go in and have a look. The doctor said yes, but don't bother too much.

So a few people lined up and entered the small room.

The room was really warm, and when I entered it felt like I was following a big stove. No wonder the doctor just covered his head with sweat.

Chi Jingxi was still sitting on the bed, his upper body was completely covered in robes, almost covered with white gauze, and occasionally red blood stains were infiltrated in several places. The arms under the gauze appear strong and strong, and the back is straight, with vigorous power hidden.

After seeing a few people coming in, he raised his eyes, perhaps because he was a little weak, and there was some casual meaning in his words, "What are you doing here again?"

Mu Yang said, "Brother Xi, we are all worried about you, how are you feeling now? Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink water?"

Chi Jingxi nodded slightly.

Mu Yang hurriedly greeted him, asked the guard to come from the last cup of hot water, and handed it to Wen Yantong, "Go and feed Brother Xi."

Wen Yantong took it, and then walked to Chi Jingxi's side and sat on the bed leaning. He didn't rush to feed him water, but said, "Master Xiaohou, I asked the doctor just now. If you hurt your bones and recuperate well, you will be fine with archery and knives in the future."

Wen Yantong's words made Chi Jingxi stunned for a moment, "Really?"

"Naturally it is true. When I asked, the Five Highnesses were all watching." Wen Yantong said.

Mu Yang nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, just take care of your injuries."

Chi Jingxi's brows eased, and the joy faded from her eyes, filled with Yingying sparks. Obviously he really likes to hear the news brought by Yantong.

Wen Yantong also knew that he must be concerned about this. After all, men nowadays are both civil and martial arts, and ink full of stomachs is not enough, not to mention that Chi Jingxi is not writing.

She was holding the cup and wanted to wait for the water to get warmer before giving him a drink. Chi Jingxi didn't urge either, but her eyes fell on her face for a while and then asked in a low voice, "Why didn't her face wash?"

Wen Yantong touched his face and said with a smile, "I'm too worried about Master Xiaohou, so I don't have the mind to wash my face."

Chi Jingxi had a smile in his eyes, "There is no need to flatter at this time."

Wen Yantong had no choice but to say, "The hot water just before will be used by Master Xiaohou to clean up the wound. I didn't dare to wash it with cold water, so I didn't wash it."

After hearing this, Chi Jingxi was silent, but did not speak any more. After waiting for a while, Wen Yantong handed the cup to Chi Jingxi's mouth and slowly fed him the water.

Chi Jingxi was injured at the moment, his eyes drooping, and her long eyelashes cast a row of dense shadows under the warm yellow light. His fair and handsome face was full of tranquility, and he seemed inexplicably well-behaved.

Wen Yantong saw that he had finished drinking the water and asked, "Are you still drinking?"

Chi Jingxi shook her head, bright water stains on her lips, which made her lips moist.

When you look up close, you will find how delicate Chi Jingxi's face is. Even Cheng Xiao, who is the leading actor, may be slightly inferior when standing with him.

Speaking of Cheng Xiao... As the male lead of this book, why didn't he see such a big incident?

After Wen Yantong handed the cup to the guard, Cheng Xin said, "Xiao Xi, go back to sleep. The doctor said you need to rest now. When you rest tomorrow, we will return to the city and let the royal doctor in the palace give it to you. have a look."

Most of Wen Yantong's small bed has been stained with Chi Jingxi's blood, and he can no longer sleep.

After experiencing this, several people waited fearfully for most of the night. After relaxing at this moment, they were all exhausted and sleepy. The guards went to the room to fetch Chi Jingxi's clothes, and Wen Yantong put them on him carefully.

He can't move his right shoulder now, and he is struggling to dress, for fear of accidentally touching it.

Chi Jingxi felt that it didn't matter. About the pain reliever was applied to the wound, his expression was much better.

Mu Yang helped him to walk outside the house, and a few others followed.

Chi Jingxi paused before stepping out of the threshold, turned his head, and looked at Wen Yantong standing by the door of the small room through a few people.

Mu Yang asked, "What's wrong with Brother Xi?"

Wen Yantong also cast his puzzled eyes, as if asking Chi Jingxi what else was going on.

Chi Jingxi paused and asked, "Where do you sleep at night?"

Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was indeed a problem. She looked at Mu Yang and said, "Didn't Mu Yang sleep with Fu Zixian? Then I will sleep in his room."

As he said, I still need to ask for Mu Yang's opinion, "How?"

Mu Yang nodded, "Go to sleep, anyway, the room is empty."

After hearing this, Chi Jingxi didn't say anything, turned his head and crossed the threshold, and was helped to walk out slowly.

It was already around four o'clock in the morning, the night was heavy, the wind was damp, and it was very cold. The man with his broken arm in Chi Jingxi's room was cleared out long ago, and the tunnel was completely blocked. The guard carefully inspected the room and confirmed that there were no hidden organs.

After he was helped into the room, the guard received Wen Yantong's request and hurriedly took a few soft quilts and spread them on top. The top layer was a blanket made by Wen Yantong himself.

The fur on the top is the finest rabbit fur, which is very soft, and the inside is filled with duck down and cotton, which is soft and warm. Chi Jingxi felt that his whole body was soft as soon as he lay on it.

"Where did this come from?" Chi Jingxi asked.

He naturally remembered that he did not have a concubine blanket.

The guard replied truthfully, "It was sent by Master Wen, and he specifically told his subordinates to lay it on the couch. If the master doesn't like it, the subordinates will take it down."

"No." Chi Jingxi's eyes moved, and he looked at the blanket and said, "Go out, don't let anyone in until I wake up."

The guard exited the room and stood guard at the door.

Wen Yantong ran to the doctor again, and after confirming that Zhang Jieran was fine, he returned to Mu Yang's room with peace of mind. When I went back, I found two guards standing at the door.

The guard said, "Master Xiao Hou told Master Wen to prepare hot water to wash his body. The water is already burning. Please wait for a while."

Wen Yantong was very surprised, and after a blank response, he returned to the room.

After a while, the guards came in with a large wooden barrel, put it on the screen, mixed with cold water to test the water temperature, and said to Wen Yantong, "If the hot water is not enough, just give the order, and the subordinates will wait outside the door."

Wen Yantong nodded and said, "Then you guard, don't let anyone come in."

The two guards responded and exited the room. Wen Yantong walked around behind the screen, reached out and probed, and felt that the water temperature was just right. She was also half of her body soaked in blood, but she was already dried while waiting for Chi Jingxi's treatment, and her clothes became hard.

She quickly took off her clothes. The shoulders are wrapped around the chest. The chest wrap is specially customized. The front interlayer is padded with very thin wood and cotton, so after layering, it will present a flat and hard chest effect.

She quickly got into the barrel, and her whole body was soaked in the water.

The hot water wrapped her whole body, softened her stiff limbs and pores, and made her feel very comfortable. She couldn't help but sigh: Hugging Xiaohou's thigh is indeed a lot of benefits!

In order to avoid extra-junctions, she moved very quickly to rub off all the blood on her body, and washed her hair at will, then put on clothes and climbed onto the bed.

The thrill of the whole night finally came to an end. He was shocked and frightened by the smell of Yantong. He was too tired for a long time, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Chi Jingxi slept unsteadily at night due to the erosion of the pain, and even pulled the wound when he moved unintentionally, awakening him, and so on.

Early the next morning, Cheng Xin got up and asked the guards to **** the master and the students away from Nian'an Temple, and then closed all the gates of Nian'an Temple, and no one was allowed to go out again.

Later, the elite soldiers sent by the emperor rushed in, and at the same time sent several famous doctors, but because Chi Jingxi was still asleep, all the doctors were waiting next door.

Wen Yantong slept until four or five in the afternoon. After washing last night, the naturally dried hair was smoothly draped over her shoulders. She heard a slight noise outside, so she put on her clothes and went out to check.

Mu Yang's room was adjacent to Chi Jingxi. As soon as he left the door, he saw several doctors standing not far from the door, with anxious expressions on their faces, talking to each other.

She walked over in confusion and asked, "What are you doing here?"

One of them took a look at her and said, "We are the physician sent by the sage to review the injury of Lord Hou, who are you?"

"I'm Xiao Hou's classmate." Wen Yantong said, "How is Xiao Hou's injury? Is it serious? Is there a dressing change?"

The man sighed, "We don't even know! We have been waiting since I came in the morning, saying that it was Master Xiaohou who was sleeping, but after waking up, we were not allowed to go in, saying that we had seen the doctor last night and there was no need to review it. ..."

Wen Yantong said, "This is not good."

The doctor said, "Because of the pain of the wound, Master Xiaohou has not eaten, so how can his body stand it?"

After hearing this, Wen Yantong thoughtfully, walked to the side of the guard and asked softly, "Is there any meal delivery in the dining room?"

The guard said, "It's been three times, but Master Xiaohou won't eat it."

Wen Yantong touched her belly. She was also hungry now, so she decided to go to the dining room and cook a bowl of rice by herself.

She has been poor since she was a child. When she was a child, she used to help the family while studying in the town. Sometimes when her parents went out to work in farming, she cooked food at home and waited for her family to return. Later, when she grew up and went out to work, living alone was to cook for herself, so she still had a little confidence in her craft.

But I still have no confidence in what delicious dishes to make. After all, there are few seasonings in ancient times, and they are not as rich as modern ones, so it is almost enough to reluctantly make one that can be eaten.

But unexpectedly, the condiments in the dining room were so dazzling, and there were things she had never heard before, all kinds of seasonings. The monks in Nian'an Temple were all controlled by the guards, so there was no one in the dining room, so Wen Yantong made a fire-shabu by himself.

She simply made the porridge. After all, Chi Jingxi is injured now and can't eat too greasy food. Moreover, there is no meat in the dining room, so she can only make plain porridge.

She added corn kernels and diced carrots, and some chopped greens, and mixed some half-cooked cabbage with hot oil with chopped green onion sauce to make pickles, and then brought them to Chi Jingxi’s house.

Wen Yantong was naturally stopped, and the guards went in to inform Chi Jingxi before being put in.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the room. Chi Jingxi was removing the gauze cloth for herself when he smelled the inkstone inside.

With an ouch, she hurriedly put the meal on the table and walked over quickly, "What are you doing! The gauze is fine, what to do with it!"

Chi Jingxi was taken aback by the blame in her words, and said while tearing it apart, "...The gauze is tied too thick and it is inconvenient to move."

Wen Yantong said, "Then you can't take it apart. If it is inconvenient to move, just sit and lie down! There is always a reason for someone to tie such a thick doctor!"

She stepped forward and patted Chi Jingxi's hand, "Don't move, I'll wrap it around you."

"Go to the second floor." Chi Jingxi said.

"No, not one layer!" Wen Yantong was resolute, and re-wrapped the gauze he had just removed. "You only apply the medicine. You must tie it thicker. Wait a few days for your wound to grow. All right."

Chi Jingxi pulled with her active left hand, and Wen Yantong flicked his hand away. "I'm quite big, and he's so self-willed. I won't eat or let the doctor review it. What do you want to do?"

After hearing this, Chi Jingxi was silent for a while, and suddenly patted her forehead. Wen Yantong just tied the gauze, rubbed his forehead with his hind legs in two steps, "Why hit me, I'm all for your good."

"If you can, always teach me a lesson." Chi Jingxi snorted softly.

"Master Xiaohou, you are now a patient, and you need to recuperate well and cooperate with the doctor." Wen Yantong persuaded me bitterly, and ran to bring the meal to the table beside the bed. "When I was lame, it was necessary Be more obedient, more obedient, I will eat whatever the doctor tells me to eat, and not let me eat..."

"I don't think you have any restrictions." Chi Jingxi continued.

"Then the key doctor didn't say I have any taboos." Wen Yantong said, "Come, eat quickly."

She was afraid that Chi Jingxi would not have enough to eat, so she filled the boss with a bowl and prepared a large bowl for herself, with the spoon and chopsticks beside her.

Chi Jingxi lowered his eyes and saw that the porridge was a bit dark and turbid. It was completely different from the porridge he had eaten in the past. He had no appetite at all, but now he saw it even more resisted, "I won't eat it."

Wen Yantong moved a stool and sat next to it, "If you don't eat, you will definitely regret it."

Chi Jingxi asked, "Why?"

"This porridge is unique in the world. Only these two bowls, no more." Wen Yantong stirred the porridge and said, "Don't look at the black porridge. The sauce is drenched in it. It must be better than your usual. eat."

Chi Jingxi tilted her head slightly, waiting for her second sentence.

"I did it myself. If it weren't for Xiaohou's injury, I wouldn't have revealed the handicraft handed down from my ancestors." Wen Yantong said, "My father used to be a very famous cook."

Chi Jingxi pondered for a moment, "Your family is not a merchant?"

Wen Yantong's hand paused, "Before the trader was a cook."

"So famous, why didn't you do it?"

"That's because... My father thought the cooking fumes were too much and it was not good for the skin, so he turned his head to do business." Wen Yantong opened his eyes and babbled, and changed the subject, "Hurry up and eat while it's hot, later." It's cold."

With confusion in Chi Jingxi's eyes, she took the spoon in her left hand and took a sip.

Wen Yantong stared at him hopefully, "How?"

This kind of cooking for the male protagonist often appears in major romances. In short, after the male protagonist tastes it, he exclaims: Ah! What a delicious meal! How does this woman make so delicious!

Although Chi Jingxi is not the male protagonist, he can also be amazed: How can this man have such a pair of skillful hands!

Then I was enamored with her cooking skills, and then brought her by her side, always let her cook and so on...

Simply put, many stories start with a bowl of food.

After Chi Jingxi tasted it, he raised his eyes to look at her, "...a bit salty."

Wen Yantong instantly twitched like a leaky ball, "I will eat it, it won't be faint anymore."

Chi Jingxi said, "...I don't want to eat."

Wen Yantong squeezed his chopsticks and forced a smile, "Master Xiaohou, eat some."

Chi Jingxi said, "I want to eat noodles."

Wen Yantong took a deep breath, got up from the stool, walked to the door and opened the door with a splash, shocking the guards at the door.

She angrily said, "Master Xiaohou wants to eat noodles, so go and give him a bowl of clear noodle soup."

After that, I felt angry, and added, "Be gentle, it's best not to sprinkle salt!"

When I went back, Chi Jingxi was using a spoon to deliver cabbage mixed with sauce to his mouth, "This dish tastes good."

"Salty, don't eat it." Wen Yantong sat on the stool, holding the bowl and began to eat.

Seeing her bulging appearance, Chi Jingxi chuckled lightly, slowly eating the porridge with a spoon, and asked, "Where is the thousand far away?"

When Wen Yantong saw that he was eating porridge, he felt a little better, and replied, "I don't know."

"How did the monk catch it?" he asked again.

Wen Yantong thought for a while, "I don't know."

"What's hidden underground?"

"...Not very clear."

Chi Jingxi glanced at her lightly, "I don't know everything?"

Wen Yantong grinned and said, "I'll find out after I finish eating later."

Chi Jingxi said, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'll just ask if I go out."

"Then you can't inquire about anything when it's dark." Chi Jingxi said casually, "Don't inquire about those things."

After hearing this, Wen Yantong realized that Chi Jingxi didn't want to know anything from her, but was asking her how much she knew. And to mention her, she couldn't inquire about these things, as if she knew that she would definitely ask others out of curiosity.

Wen Yantong nodded obediently.

Chi Jingxi raised her eyes and glanced at her, knowing that she had heard the point in the words just now, and said, "You sometimes have a transparent head."

"That's not it." Wen Yantong responded.

The two were silent for a while. Although Chi Jingxi moved with his left hand, he ate faster than Wen Yantong, and put down the spoon after eating most of the bowl.

Wen Yantong looked at him, seemingly hesitant to speak.

"Say." Chi Jingxi said.

"Little Houye... Try a few sentences at me." Wen Yantong said.

"What? Itchy skin?" Chi Jingxi was a little surprised.

"No, just..." She didn't know how to explain, just said, "You can curse and try, anyway, you won't suffer."

Chi Jingxi didn't speak.

Wen Yantong said, "I teach you, you can call me nasty critics, stupid critics, or something like you called me before, whatever your hands are like chicken feet or a trash."

"Aren't you scared stupid because of the night?" Chi Jingxi looked at her weirdly.

"I'm fine, just want to hear you scold me." Wen Yantong said.

Chi Jingxi pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then go out as soon as possible after you finish eating."

Wen Yantong looked overjoyed, and hurriedly responded, tidied things up, and then said, "Then Xiaohou, please rest early. Let the doctor review your wound. Don't remove the gauze again. "

Chi Jingxi rushed to the guests, "Get out quickly."

Wen Yantong walked out with his things. Just a few steps away, he saw a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him. The leading man was tall and strong, dressed in a dark moiré gown, like an official uniform.

He walked straight to Wen Yantong and blocked her way.

Wen Yantong swallowed and looked up at him, "What do you do, your Excellency?"

"Are you Wen Yantong?" the man asked.

She nodded.

Immediately afterwards, I saw this man picking up a bright yellow gold brocade cloth from a tray next to it, and the sound was like a bell ringing, "Songhai Academy received the order from Yantong--"

Wen Yantong stared in surprise, and immediately knelt down and put his hand aside.

"Songhai Academy heard that Yantong was intelligent and bold, courageous and courageous, and saved the little Hou Chi from a crisis, and made great contributions. Today, he will appreciate a good house in Song Dynasty, a royal plaque, thousands of gold, and 100 silks and satin. , Dozens of pearls, Qin this——!"

Wen Yantong immediately bowed, "Caomin accepts the order, long live my emperor."

After the man handed the imperial decree to her, he said congratulations, and left quickly, leaving Yantong standing alone on the spot.

As soon as Chi Jingxi finished cursing on the front foot, the imperial decree arrived on the back foot.

This is... too exaggerated!