Chapter 2 The Scribbled Worship

"Girl, you are so stupid." Yao Xiangbei said, throwing the person on his shoulders to the ground, "Where is there no man? How can you be so angry?"

Yao Lan didn't quite adapt to the current painting style, and didn't know whether to pretend to be the original owner or continue to pretend to be dizzy. She glanced at the man on the ground, "Where did this guy... come from?"

Yao Xiangbei gulped down a bowl full of water, "I bought it."

"bought?"

"It was bought in the exile village." Yao Xiangbei said, quite a bit credited: "Look, he is very handsome, much better than that Yang."

Yao Lan felt that her blood was about to coagulate, and the crime of buying and selling people was just said so casually?
Someone looked at the motionless man on the ground and said worriedly: "Could it be that he's out of breath?"

"No." The certainty in Yao Xiangbei's tone was unquestionable, "It's just that his leg was broken."

The spectators took a step back in horror.

"What are you afraid of? It's not us who beat them, but the officials in the exile village." Yao Sanshun was obviously dissatisfied with the villagers treating him as a bully, even though he had been a bully for more than ten years.

Yao Xiangbei seemed very satisfied with the person he chose, "It doesn't matter if you have a broken leg, you won't be able to run away from the church."

"Girl, hurry up and get ready, after you pay your respects, you will have a husband, and the bloody disaster will be over."

The excited tone made Yao Lan not know how to maintain her personality, "Father...he doesn't look very good...how about seeing a doctor first?"

"Look what doctor, I'll buy you another one after my father dies." Yao Xiangbei seemed to have found a shortcut to get a son-in-law, and he didn't think it was a big deal.

He called the person over casually, "Look at this face, it is definitely a handsome man."

The man was indeed handsome, and his exquisite and picturesque facial features outlined a thrilling beauty even though his face was bloodless.

Someone exclaimed, "There is such a handsome man in the exile village?"

"It's so handsome, what a pity."

That sound is a pity, it can be said that it instantly resonated.

"Go, go, this is my son-in-law, don't think about it any more!" Yao Xiangbei said while grabbing the man by the collar and lifting him up, "Daughter, pay homage!"

The man was slender and thin, half a head taller than Yao Xiangbei, but his leg was broken and he couldn't stand up, so he was held in a very strange posture. He didn't know what crime he had suffered and was exiled. His eyes were clear and clean, as if looking down on life and death. Even when he wanted to pay a visit to a fat girl, he looked indifferent.

There is not much money at home, presumably her cheap father bought something cheap.

The matchmaker invited earlier was also clever, and simply shouted a few words and said that the two were married. The mother and fetus have been single for many years. Not to mention how important the wedding is, it is still hard to put it into words to end the single so hastily.

What's even more indescribable is that her parents gave her a lot of shares and cash when they divorced. Why did she foolishly use it all for reading and scientific research?I don't know how to hook up with a little fresh meat to accumulate some love experience for myself.

If it was before today, she would not have such an idea. As the saying goes, a beauty is mistaken for life at first sight, but seeing this one today, not to mention mistaken for life, her heart beats twice more now.

There is a kind of person like this, even if they are downcast, sitting there without saying a word, their aura still cannot be underestimated.

The sloppy wedding is over, and the "newcomer" is locked in the bridal chamber.

"What's your name?" Yao Lan swallowed unambitiously.

Maybe it's all a dream?The handsome guy in the dream doesn't prostitute or prostitute, anyway, her cheap father spent money.

The man ignored her, without a look or expression.

"How about I show you the injury first?"

Although doctors are benevolent, she prefers medical research, medical knowledge is more than medical experience, and those who have experience happen to be trauma.

He would want to help him see his injuries, partly because the handsome man was disabled, and partly because he wanted to test whether the extra spiritual spring in his mind was useful after time travel.

Goldfinger is a must-have artifact for time travel, I hope it will be useful enough.

"What do you want to do?" The man finally responded, pressing his pants tightly.

"Take off your pants." Yao Lan had a look on her face, why are you so stupid, could it be that her movements were not obvious enough.

The man pressed his clothes tighter, "A man and a woman can't kiss each other."

"We're already married."

"I, I don't know you."

Hehe, I didn't expect the coldness to be quite innocent, "Do you know? You were bought by our family. Do you think that you can cleanse the waves without being a demon by saying that you don't know each other? If you keep your pants, you can get out of the mud and not be stained?"

"Hey, let go."

Yao Lan has no experience in flirting with beautiful men, not to mention beautiful men, all the men in the village will take a detour when they see her.

Neither did Xue Lan. She was surrounded by white coats, and her eyes were all data and papers.

But at this moment, she felt that she had the talent and potential in this area.

"Get out of the mud without staining?" The man turned his head slightly to look at her.

Anyone, even she herself, would be horrified at the sight of that hundreds of kilograms of fat. The person in front of her seemed to only care about what she said casually, but there was no emotion in her eyes.

"Haven't you heard of it? Out of the silt but not stained, in the clean water but not demon?" Yao Lan deliberately teased him with a rebellious tone,

Not to mention the nine-year compulsory education, but the poems that elementary school students can know make the people in front of them stunned.

"Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demon..." The man muttered to himself.

"You and I have already paid homage, and you are my son-in-law. You will be my man in the future. Listen to my words and promise to raise you beautifully." Yao Lan felt that this person's brain might have been broken, and he was still chaste just now. Inviolable, at the moment the whole person is a bit distracted, completely unresponsive to her tearing his pants.

The bone was really broken, the trauma was not minor, and the fracture looked horrible.

Fortunately, the Yao family didn't have any other medicines, but they still had wound medicines. After all, to be a bully, one had to be able to be beaten, and injuries were inevitable.

In order to save money, Yao Xiangbei also made a lot of fresh herbs and piled them in the kitchen, saving a lot of trouble.

After simple preparations, Yao Lan said to him: "I will treat your wound. If you can bear it, then bear it. If you can't, I will knock you out."

The first sentence is quite normal, but what is the rest?The man looked at her silently.

He cleaned his wounds with spirit spring water mixed with wine left over from the wedding banquet, and then carefully sewed up the two large wounds on his legs.

The original owner's hands were extremely strong, and she was more comfortable crushing the herbs than she was in the laboratory before. She applied the prepared herbs and bandaged them, and finally fixed the two legs with wooden boards.

She knows simple orthopedic surgery, but unfortunately there are no corresponding tools and medicinal materials here, so she can only use the most primitive methods for treatment, everything can only depend on fate.

(End of this chapter)

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