IHOEAYSTTTIW Chapter 2
by VolareChapter 2 Anyway, he doesn’t know, I can do whatever I want.
Chapter 2 Anyway, he doesn’t know, I can do whatever I want.
The person under the snowdrift was a small bundle, his face pale and white, the only color being the wound cut open by a tree branch. The wound was deep, but it had already congealed.
White jumped back as soon as he pulled the person out, and without turning his head, he burrowed into the warm Kitchen, as if he wasn’t the one who was clamoring to go out just now.
Lin Yan walked up to the person with a lamp and reached out to explore under his nose.
The person was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the childishness on his face had not completely faded. His breathing was very weak, but it was still there.
Lin Yan put the lamp aside, hastily patted the snow off the person, and carried him into the house with some difficulty.
The snowflakes were still falling one after another, and Lin Yan thought of his grandma.
When grandma was still around, she often babbled in his ear.
Grandma said that when she found him, it was also a snowy day like this. He was placed in a basket, his little face frozen red. His unethical hearted parents put a card in the basket with a lot of money in it, but Lin Yan was frozen for too long. When grandma found him, he was almost out of breath. After a trip to the hospital, the money was spent.
There was still some warmth in the room, Lin Yan put the person on the bed, gently touched the boy’s forehead, and retracted his hand from the heat.
Lying in the snow for so long in this kind of weather, it’s normal to have a fever.
Lin Yan pulled off the wet clothes on the boy, and just as he was about to throw them aside, he saw the dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread on the clothes. This bloody development made Lin Yan’s eyelids twitch. He expressionlessly rummaged around the boy’s body.
There was a Jade Pendant around the boy’s waist.
Lin Yan wasn’t surprised, even a little disappointed.
Why do these stray princes always have tokens or Jade Pendants on them? And they are all the same Coiled Dragon Jade Pendant.
The boy’s eyelids moved, but he didn’t open them.
Lin Yan threw these things together and tried to recall the first aid knowledge for treating frostbite.
Transfer, remove wet and cold clothes, and then… rewarm.
Lin Yan brought the lamp closer to the boy’s face and confirmed that he had no signs of waking up before taking his silver-white Down Jacket and wrapping him tightly.
It always felt like something was missing.
Lin Yan’s eyes wandered around the Kitchen, and soon stopped on White, who was dozing in the corner.
“Come on, baby.” Lin Yan grabbed White and stuffed him into the Down Jacket, leaving only a black cat head exposed.
White was a little uncomfortable being wrapped up, and struggled a few times with difficulty. Lin Yan put his hands on his hips and persuaded him kindly, “You picked up the person, so you have to be responsible for him. I’ll go see if the water is boiled, you be a good Hand Warmer, and I’ll give you some dried fish tomorrow.”
White paused, adjusted his posture, and raised his chin at Lin Yan.
I know, kneel and peace.
Lin Yan clicked his tongue and muttered to check the water on the Kitchen Range.
The boiling water was steaming, and transparent bubbles kept floating up from the bottom of the pot, making a gurgling sound. Lin Yan poured the water into the basin, and only the bottom of the pot was left in the full pot of water.
This little bit of water isn’t enough for blanching chicken feet, let alone washing a cat. Lin Yan looked around the Kitchen, and finally his eyes fell on the ginger pieces.
Let’s make some ginger soup, warming stomach, spleen, solving interior, and removing cold.
Washing, peeling, slicing, putting in the pot, a set of actions was smooth and flowing.
The water that was put back on the fire quickly boiled again, the transparent little bubbles turned ginger yellow, and a little spicy smell diffused in the air. Lin Yan put the lid back on the pot, poked the firewood in the stove away a little, and turned the big fire into a small fire to simmer slowly.
The gurgling sound of the water, along with the sound of snow melting from the eaves outside the house, made the winter night even more peaceful. Looking at the constantly steaming water vapor, Lin Yan’s thoughts drifted away again.
He could make ginger soup when he was six years old.
The grandma who took him Home was very poor. Her piece of Land only grew weeds, not crops. But Lin Yan was lucky. When he was playing in the Back Mountain, he found Cordyceps. Little Lin Yan didn’t know the value of Cordyceps, he only knew that the chicken that ate this worm’s fighting power soared. He took the divine worm he found to his grandma. Grandma observed it with a magnifying glass for a long time, and tremblingly went to the Back Mountain with him.
Cordyceps sold for a good price, and grandma used the money to buy Lin Yan new clothes and send this annoying child to school. Lin Yan was quick-witted, had good grades, and always had all kinds of weird ideas, so he quickly became friends with the classmates in the class. He heard from his deskmate that drinking too much coffee was bad, so he joined forces with the classmates in the class to replace the math teacher’s coffee with light soy sauce.
The grandma who visited the school three times a month decided to give this little animal who was causing trouble every day a lesson. The full of anger was directly defeated by the heat coming towards her face. Little Lin Yan’s face was covered with coal ash, and his hands were dark, but he obediently held a bowl of ginger soup and said sweetly, “Grandma, it’s cold, drink a bowl of ginger soup to warm yourself up.”
It wasn’t until Lin Yan went to middle school that he learned from his grandma that that bowl of ginger soup saved him from eating a meal of Bamboo and Pork.
The ginger soup should be cooked for about fifteen minutes. Lin Yan used chopsticks to clip out the ginger slices and added Brown Sugar to the light yellow water. The sugar cubes quickly melted, and the smell spreading in the air became a little sweeter. The two smells mixed together made people feel very at ease.
When Lin Yan returned to the room with the basin of water and ginger soup, the boy he had picked up was still in the same position as before.
White broke free from the Down Jacket and meowed at Lin Yan.
“Okay, okay, I know, the person is not awake, and he still has a fever.” Lin Yan put White aside and approached the boy.
The frost and snow on the boy’s face had melted away. Lin Yan used a handkerchief to wipe the mixture of blood and water on the boy’s face little by little, and only then did he see the boy’s face clearly.
The boy’s skin was very white, and the pale whiteness caused by the frost and snow had faded, replaced by a morbid red. The boy had slender eyebrows and long eyelashes, a high nose, and the childishness on his face had not completely faded away, but the youth’s handsomeness was just beginning to show.
Lin Yan helped the person up and carefully fed the warm ginger soup in, and then carefully wiped the water marks from the boy’s mouth with a cloth.
After a bowl of ginger soup, the boy’s tightly frowned eyebrows relaxed, his eyelids seemed to move, and the morbid redness on his face seemed to have faded a lot.
This immediate effect made Lin Yan feel like he was hallucinating, and even White was meowing in amazement.
Lin Yan thought he was gentle enough, but the wound on the boy’s face still began to ooze blood. Lin Yan brought the candlelight closer and found that the wound didn’t look big, but it was very deep. If it wasn’t treated in time, it would probably leave a scar.
“Wake up, wake up?” Lin Yan called out tentatively and stroked the boy’s forehead.
White was meowing on the side, and occasionally tugged at Lin Yan’s trouser legs.
The person on the bed didn’t respond, just frowned slightly, with no signs of waking up.
“He shouldn’t wake up suddenly, right.” Lin Yan settled the person down and rummaged under the bed with some difficulty for a long time, and then found a Bag.
This Bag came with him through Body Transmigration. In addition to the essential Cellphone, Bluetooth Headphones, and power bank, there were also seeds from the laboratory, a few bags of snacks, and a new product of Yunnan Black Medicine that he bought out of curiosity.
He just thought it was fun to look at, but he didn’t expect to use it at this time.
“First apply the antibacterial oil to the surface of the wound, and then sprinkle on the antibacterial powder.” Lin Yan muttered as he read the instructions and applied a layer on the boy’s wound according to the steps.
Lin Yan’s attention was all on the wound, and he didn’t notice that the boy’s eyelids moved slightly, and the fist that he didn’t know when he had clenched quietly loosened.
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