Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Chapter 441 Because I Want To Remember You



Chapter 441 Because I Want To Remember You

Su Jiuyao looked at the person in front of her, and asked in disbelief, "Are you... that little beggar?"

Zhong Rufei raised the corners of his lips, "Remember?"

"You... how could you..." Su Jiuyao couldn't accept these facts for a moment.

How did the little beggar back then become today's noble son, Zhong Rufei?

However, recalling some details back then, Su Jiuyao had indeed guessed that Zhong Rufei's identity might not be simple.

In the summer when she was 14 years old, Su Jiuyao came back from the village market, and the setting sun was reflected on the hillside, shining golden.

She walked all the way, picked some wild flowers all the way home, was picking flowers on the hillside, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a person lying in the ravine.

At the time, she thought it was a dead person, and she was so scared that she almost rolled down, but after she settled down to observe, she found that the man seemed to be still breathing, because her chest was rising and falling, Su Jiuyao immediately slid down the hillside.

The man was ragged, unkempt, and looked like a beggar. At that time, she didn't have a mobile phone, and no passer-by could help, so she carried him on her back. After a lot of effort, she finally brought him back to Mingchan Temple.

After returning, Su Jiuyao wanted to ask the monks from Mingchan Temple to help.

But the little beggar grabbed her and said, "Someone wants to harm me, don't call them."

It was only then that Su Jiuyao realized that he was not an ordinary beggar, and he couldn't say anything about saving him.

Although she was a little worried about getting into trouble, Su Jiuyao couldn't let her die.

She first fed some soup and water to the little beggar, then cut off his dirty and blood-stained clothes, and checked his injuries, some were caused by beatings, and some were injured when he fell into the valley.

At that time, Su Jiuyao had just started to study medicine with the young master, she was completely half-baked, she didn't dare to prescribe medicine randomly, so she just cleaned the wound for him, bandaged it briefly, and then waited for the young master to come at night, and then showed this man.

Later, the young master came and helped him deal with the injury. Because the young master couldn't come every day, he taught Jiuyao the next treatment method. To a certain extent, he was Jiuyao's first patient.

The little beggar is not so dirty, and his body is gradually recovering, but he hardly speaks, and most of the time he sits silently by the window, looking outside, not knowing what he is thinking.

However, the young master had several long talks with him, but they always avoided Su Jiuyao.

The young master told her that the little beggar had been tortured inhumanely, and then he escaped and became a beggar. After a while, when he recovered from his injuries, the young master would personally send him away.

The young master didn't say much, and Jiuyao didn't ask too much, just treated the little beggar as his own patient, took care of him seriously, and practiced medical skills.

The scariest thing about the little beggar was the scar on his chest, as if he had been burned by something.

Although the wound had healed, the pain seemed indelible.

Every time he accidentally touched his chest, he would feel very painful, like a conditioned reflex.

When the little beggar was about to leave, he told her that the scar was his best friend, which was scalded with the bottom of a hot pot.

Before leaving, the little beggar knew that Jiuyao could draw, so he said, why don't you draw a picture on my scar.

Su Jiuyao asked him, what to paint?

He said, just draw the mountain in front.

Jiuyao is good at ink painting, but the ink obviously doesn't stay on people for a long time, the little beggar asked her to draw with a ballpoint pen.

So Su Jiuyao used a ballpoint pen to draw the mountain in front of the hut where she lived on his chest.

Therefore, seeing the painting on his body, Su Jiuyao was also filled with emotion, because she never expected to meet again, let alone that the little beggar back then was the Young Master Zhong in front of her.

She couldn't help but looked at his face carefully again, "You're all healed!"

When he left, there was still a scar on his face that hadn't healed, and it was a bit inflamed. Su Jiuyao was still very worried, but now it seems that the scar has healed, and there are almost no traces left.

"All right."

Zhong Rufei buttoned it, "Actually, the chest injury can also be repaired through skin grafting and other means, but I didn't do it. I used your painting as a tattoo cover, because I want to remember you."


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