C71 Moon-night Guard

When He Lin Qing arrived at the courtyard, she sat down on a stone bench.

The Daoist monastery on summer nights was peaceful and quiet. The mountain breeze blew with waves of coolness. The moon hung high in the sky. The moonlight shone through the swaying shadows of the trees, shining brightly on the ground of the yard.

He Lin Qing thought seriously about the old Daoist Priest's words just now.

He Lin Qing was still a little worried about Wang Yanran. Even though this girl looked quite intrepid, who would actually have no side effects after such an incident? It was only after seeing her that he could be at ease.

"Cough... cough..." A slight cough came from Wang Yanran's room.

He Linqing was even more worried. She gently pushed open the door to Wang Yanran's room and walked over to the bed. After taking a closer look, he asked, "Yo, why is this girl's face so red?" "He Lin Qing pressed all four of her fingers together and tried to test the temperature of Wang Yanran's forehead." Ah! Hot. "I have a fever."

Due to the touch of her fingers, Wang Yanran opened her eyes tiredly. She called out softly, "Lin Qing …" Then he went back to sleep.

He had to think of a way to get some antipyretic drugs. With the mountain breeze and the fog's invasion, if he dragged it out until tomorrow, he would probably be burnt unconscious.

Afraid that the old Daoist would tease her again, He Linqing did not disturb the old Daoist. He wanted to call the little Daoist to help him find some herbs. The exhausted little Daoist Priest was called out by He Linqing. He reluctantly got up and followed He Linqing to look for medicinal herbs.

"Bro, you're really tormenting me." Do you know herbs? "It's so dark, where are we supposed to find it?" The young Daoist followed He Lin out of the temple in a daze.

He Lin Qing did not explain, "You little rascal, are you even going out for a family? Why isn't there any sympathy at all? "Hurry up and catch up." He Linqing was walking in front, holding a powerful flashlight as she searched for something.

"Finally, in the cove behind the monastery, He Linqing found a clump of duckweed." "Found it, found it." He Lin Qing was a little excited.

"Brother He, what's this? Can you treat illnesses? " The little Daoist said with a puzzled expression.

"This is duck metatarsal grass. It has some effect on the fever. Let's try it." "Come, let's go back."

"Brother He, what can I do for you?"

"Help me find a bowl. I can mash these herbs. I'll do it myself." Seeing how exhausted the little Daoist looked, since he was only 15 or 16 years old, He Lin Qing could not bear to continue tormenting him.

"Alright, I'll go get it."

After a while, the little Daoist took out a bowl and handed it to He Linqing, "Brother He, I'll go to sleep. You've also been tired all day, so you should go to bed early as well. "

He Linqing nodded and waved his hand to let the little Daoist go to sleep. He then grabbed the dagger and turned it around, using the tip of the dagger to make medicine in the porcelain bowl.

After tinkering with the herbs for more than 10 minutes, they all turned into paste, "It should be enough, I hope it's useful." He Lin Qing mumbled to herself.

Then, He Lin Qing picked up the paste and returned to Wang Yanran's room. At this moment, Wang Yanran was already in a daze. She definitely could not consume the medicine and could only consume it externally. He Lin Qing carefully smeared the medicine on Wang Yanran's forehead.

He looked at the pretty girl, whose face had been painted a lot by him. He Lin Qing laughed from the bottom of his heart.

After some work, it was finally about time. He Linqing touched Wang Yanran's forehead again and the fever finally subsided. He Lin Qing finally felt relieved. He sat down on a chair by the bed and let out a sigh of relief.

The night was getting darker.

After a day of torture, a person like He Lin Qing was finally unable to take it anymore. Sitting on the chair with her upper body lying on Wang Yanran's bed, she fell into a deep sleep.

Early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window and into the room.

"Ah-- Stinky flow blind!

With a scream, He Lin Qing was jolted awake. He stretched lazily and yawned. It was already dawn.

Hearing Wang Yanran's frightened scream, He Lin Qing knew that there should be nothing wrong with her body. He looked at Wang Yanran who was sitting on the bed and said, "What are you shouting for, it's just a coincidence that you're screaming for your sickness, it's so noisy, and you're not letting me sleep."

"Tell me, where is this place? Why are you in my bed? " It was clear that Wang Yanran was unwilling to let him go.

"What do you mean I'm on your bed? Stop talking nonsense." I was in the chair. "

"Lin Qing, don't change the topic. Hurry up and explain it to me."

"Let's wash your face first, hur hur." Looking at Wang Yanran's smelly face, He Lin Qing felt that it was very funny.

When Wang Yanran heard this, she quickly extended her hands to pat her face. Who knew that he would be able to catch a handful of black dregs and even emit a unpleasant smell.

"Damned He Lin Qing, you dare to make fun of me? What is that disgusting thing?" He then casually threw it towards He Lin Qing, who was walking out of the door.

He Lin Qing nimbly dodged the attack, and the medicinal dregs smashed onto the body of the young Daoist who just happened to push open the door and come in.

He Lin Qing chuckled, made a face, and disappeared in a flash.

"Eldest Miss Wang, do you have any strength now?" The little Daoist came in with a bowl of porridge and said unhappily, "Eat some porridge!" Young Miss, you've troubled me and Big Brother He last night, especially Big Brother He. "

When she saw the young Daoist, Wang Yanran remembered what happened yesterday and knew that this was the Western Mountain Taoist temple. He raised his hand to check his watch and knew that he had slept for 15 hours. She suddenly felt embarrassed and said, "Oh, thank you."

The little Daoist immediately spoke up for He Linqing, "Miss Wang, do you know? "Last night, Brother He carried you on his back for one and a half hours on the mountain road."

"You, on the other hand, are a heartless person. You slept all the way. At night you have a fever, so Big Brother He went to the cliff in the middle of the night to dig up herbs for you. He guarded you once more. And look at you, the cook. "Do you still have any conscience …"

Hearing the little Daoist nagging, Wang Yanran's face was full of shame. At the same time, it warmed up his heart.

"This trash picker, He Linqing, is not as dull as my classmate had said. In fact, he's actually quite warm-hearted." Wang Yanran was lost in thought.

Wang Yanran did not react at all to his words. The little Daoist dropped the bowl of porridge and said, "I can't be bothered with you. Drink the porridge yourself." He then walked out angrily.

Wang Yanran was stunned for a long time. She thought about what happened yesterday and He Linqing's meticulous care for her. She blushed and quickly covered her face with her hands as she thought, "Wang Yanran, Wang Yanran, what's wrong with you?" "Don't tell me you've fallen for He Lin Qing?"

Thinking of this, Wang Yanran shook her head and said to herself, "No way, I'm the dignified young lady of the Wang family, how could I like a poor kid who picks up trash? An illusion, this is definitely an illusion. "

Outside the Western Mountain Monastery, He Linqing stood by a cliff with his arms outstretched, greedily breathing in the fresh morning air.