Chapter 88 Does the General Have Body Anxiety?

Chapter 88 Does the General Have Body Anxiety?

Everything seemed to unfold like a story told in a painting.

Jiang Yutang seemed to be listening to Jiang Sumin speak, her head slightly tilted, sunlight falling on the tips of her hair, casting a soft halo, and only a faint calm remained on her face.

Cheng Lanzhou's fingers tightened unconsciously, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Was she genuinely trying to avoid suspicion, or did she have other reasons? Was the statement, "The two families are about to separate, so we should avoid suspicion," her idea, or the idea of ​​other members of the Jiang family?

Following his gaze, Lin saw Jiang Yutang's figure, and her disappointed eyes brightened.

Cheng Daier looked over and saw the two of them walking leisurely toward them. Her anger flared up again, but she seemed to realize that Jiang Yutang might be there to treat Cheng Lanzhou, so she suppressed her temper.

The brother and sister slowly approached, and the slower they walked, the more anxious the siblings became.

As Cheng Lanzhou watched her figure draw closer, a strange sense of irritation welled up in his heart again, and even the wound on his abdomen began to ache slightly.

Jiang Yutang felt the pressure increasing as the three people stared at her from afar. Her left eyelid twitched twice.

She forced a smile, adopting a gentle and casual demeanor, and asked Cheng Lanzhou, who was sitting on the rock, "My aunt said you weren't feeling well?"

Cheng Lanzhou didn't reply immediately, but just stared at her intently, his eyes deep.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Yutang thought of going forward to check his injuries. Just as she was about to reach out, she heard him speak in a hoarse voice.

"The wound feels a little hot."

Jiang Yutang was taken aback, then rolled up her sleeves and said softly, "Let me see."

The gauze was peeled back layer by layer, revealing the wound underneath. The edges were indeed a little red and had a faint burning sensation, indicating that it was slightly inflamed.

Jiang Yutang frowned instantly and turned to look at Cheng Daier and Madam Lin: "Have you changed his dressing on time?"

"It's been changed!"

The two nodded quickly, and Madam Lin hurriedly explained, "We change them on time every day. Even when we're in a hurry, we don't dare to delay for a moment."

"It might be that the disinfection wasn't done properly when changing the dressing, or the gauze was too stuffy." Jiang Yutang held a cotton swab and anti-inflammatory solution, gently wiping around the wound while patiently demonstrating to the two of them.

"When wiping, you should wipe along the edge of the wound from the inside out. Do not rub back and forth, otherwise you may bring dirt in."

As she spoke, she gently performed the procedure: "The weather has been hot lately, so the gauze doesn't need to be wrapped too tightly. Leaving some gaps for ventilation can reduce the chance of inflammation."

Cheng Dai'er and Lin Shi, standing on either side, watched intently, like two students.

Cheng Lanzhou lay on the cart, his gaze fixed on her fair hands.

With slender fingertips and skillful, steady movements, the cotton swab dipped in medicine gently landed on the wound, its coolness actually easing the pain somewhat.

His gaze unconsciously shifted from her hands to her face. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her expression focused, and her lips were unconsciously pursed.

But the gaze didn't last long before he felt a sharp gaze fall on him.

Looking up, he saw Jiang Sumin standing behind Jiang Yutang, frowning and staring at him with dissatisfaction and wariness in his eyes.

"Alright, just change the dressing as I just described. Don't be too wasteful, since we don't have much gauze and medicine left." Jiang Yutang packed up her things, stood up, and instructed the two of them.

After saying that, she didn't linger any longer. She turned around and left with Jiang Sumin, who was waiting for her, without looking back once more.

Watching their retreating figures, Cheng Daier muttered unhappily, "Was Jiang Laosi following her the whole time, deliberately being wary of us?"

Hearing this, Madam Lin glanced at her helplessly and sighed softly, "Don't think so much."

In the following days, Jiang Yutang indeed did not visit Cheng Lanzhou even once.

At first, Cheng Lanzhou didn't pay much attention, only thinking about recovering from her injury and regaining her strength as soon as possible, and that it was only right to avoid getting involved in other things.

One evening, the group stopped near a grove of trees, and Cheng Lanzhou went to gather firewood nearby.

Just a few steps into the woods, I heard the voices of a couple talking in the distance. The woman's voice was cheerful, and the man's voice responded gently.

When the couple saw him, they were taken aback at first. Then the woman's eyes lit up, and she asked with a smile, "Young master, how is your recovery going?"

Young master?

Cheng Lanzhou raised an eyebrow. He had never heard anyone call him that before. In the past, they were either called "General" or "Sir". This was the first time he had heard someone call him "Young Master".

He is clearly a martial artist, so why is he so much thinner and weaker after being sick for a month?

Although he didn't know the couple, he politely replied, "Thank you for your concern, I'm much better now."

The woman looked at him with a smile, her eyes full of kindness: "You must treat that girl well."

Cheng Lanzhou was completely confused. He frowned slightly and looked at the woman with a puzzled expression.

The woman thought he was embarrassed, so she covered her mouth and laughed: "It's the girl with two dimples when she smiled that came to find you!"

The man beside him stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and earnestly advised, "Young man, it's truly rare to find a woman willing to go through thick and thin with you. You must cherish her."

After saying this, the couple hugged the branches they had collected, smiled and said goodbye to Cheng Lanzhou, and left the woods together, leaving him alone standing there, lost in thought.

It turned out that when Jiang Yutang went to see him that day, she was indeed that resolute.

He suddenly became curious and wanted to see what she looked like back then.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Cheng Lanzhou forcefully suppressed it, a sense of vigilance instantly rising in his heart.

The separation of the two families has been settled. Once they arrive in Danzhou, they will have nothing to do with each other. They should not have such thoughts anymore, and they should not have any unwarranted expectations of Jiang Yutang.

Cheng Lanzhou took a deep breath, trying to use busyness to dispel the chaotic thoughts, but her mind was still somewhat disordered.

After returning to his lodgings, he put the branch aside and called out, "Elder sister."

After Cheng Daier turned her head in confusion, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing the muscles in his arms, and asked with a serious expression, "Have I lost weight these days?"

Seeing this scene from not far away, Jiang Sumin's face showed disgust: "What are they doing?"

These days, Jiang Yutang has been staring at that time-travel book, trying to find the pattern of the red lines appearing.

Seven days have passed since I returned from the modern world, yet the book remains unchanged, not even a single punctuation mark has been touched.

She stared blankly at the book, pondering repeatedly what could possibly allow her to refresh the number of time travels.

That evening, the group stopped to rest. Jiang Yutang leaned back on the cart, exhaled, and opened a book. Her gaze suddenly stopped as soon as she turned a page.

A twisted red mark suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the originally blank footer, standing out conspicuously on the yellowed paper.

She excitedly stood up immediately, quickly stuffed the book into her clothes, and her mind raced.

Looking back on the past seven days, she realized that apart from escaping the bandits, she hadn't done anything particularly special. If it were truly related to the bandits, it would have been revealed long ago.

The only possibility is that it's related to time, and today marks exactly seven days.

She stared at the red mark and finally came to a conclusion that was both laughable and exasperating.

Could it be that this time-travel novel is updated every seven days?