Lin Nianhe found out about the dog being kicked twice the next day.
So much so that when Su Yuncheng came back from buying steamed buns and porridge, Lin Nianhe looked at him with little stars in his eyes.
Su Yuncheng frowned and said before she could speak, "You can't be discharged from the hospital because your fever hasn't gone away."
Lin Nianhe blinked: "I just want to ask you, did you really kick that special dog yesterday?"
The illness was not fully recovered, so Lin Nianhe's voice was a little weak and soft, sounding very much like he was complaining about the wolf dog.
Su Yuncheng turned his head and glared at the two long-tongued men in the distance.
Zhou Xu raised his hand directly and pointed at Feng Wei: "Brother Cheng, I testify that he said it."
Feng Wei: "...!"
The little fat man's eyes widened and he looked at Zhou Xu in disbelief: "Isn't that what you told me last night?"
Zhou Xu spread his hands: "First of all, Uncle Liu said that when he came here. Secondly, even if I told you again, I didn't let you tell Sister Lin."
Feng Wei sat on the hospital bed blankly, staring at Zhou Xu with wide eyes, as if thinking about why their brotherhood could be so fragile.
The little fat man weighing 200 pounds is almost dying of grievance.
Su Yuncheng was impatient to listen to their nonsense. He lowered his eyes and took the buns to Lin Nianhe and said, "The dog jumped up to block the road. I was chasing people in a hurry, and there was no good way."
He avoided her gaze, feeling guilty and not daring to look at her.
She was still awake when he left, and the first question she asked when he came back was the dog. So, she really liked that dog?
Su Yuncheng thought about it, probably so.
She shouldn't hate herself because of a dog, right? Su Yuncheng was a little nervous.
Lin Nianhe took the bun, held it in his hand without eating it, and looked at Su Yuncheng with brighter eyes: "Brother Yuncheng, you are so awesome! That dog chased me yesterday... I almost didn't run away!"
She got angry when she thought of the dog - he ate her steak and continued to chase her, which was so shameless!
Su Yuncheng: "I... hmm?"
He looked up, his eyes filled with surprise.
So, she doesn’t blame herself?
He looked at Lin Nianhe's expression. Judging from her behavior of biting down a quarter of the big bun, she was extremely happy.
Su Yuncheng relaxed, sat on the bench, and put a towel on the lunch box containing porridge for her: "Drink some porridge."
"Okay." Lin Nianhe took it and took a sip of the thick and soft millet porridge.
Su Yuncheng cracked open an egg and peeled it silently.
Lin Nianhe asked him: "Have you eaten?"
"You eat first." Su Yuncheng replied, holding the egg and looking at her.
It seems that there are no hands to hold it.
Lin Nianhe caught a glimpse of his movements and his cheeks turned slightly red - logically speaking, he should have brought the egg directly to his mouth, right? Oops, I'm so embarrassed...
Su Yuncheng didn't give Lin Nianhe a chance to be shy.
He just held the egg and waited until Lin Nianhe finished eating the buns before handing the egg to her.
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Should she blame Su Yuncheng for not having a clear mind, or should she blame this era?
Lin Nianhe glanced at Su Yuncheng's face.
Of course these are strange times.
Lin Nianhe ate and drank enough, and took his temperature again, which was thirty-eight degrees five.
She nestled in the quilt and looked sideways at Su Yuncheng: "Brother Yuncheng, can we discuss something?"
Su Yuncheng: "I can't be discharged from the hospital."
Lin Nianhe: "I didn't say I wanted to be discharged from the hospital!"
Su Yuncheng looked at her with a smile on his lips: "Then what do you want to do?"
She can do anything she wants except being discharged from the hospital.
Lin Nianhe: "I want to go home."
Su Yuncheng: "..."
After a while, he sighed and smiled.
After tucking her in, he said, "Be obedient."
Lin Nianhe pursed his lips and stretched out his left hand towards him: "The injection hurts too much. I think I can get better by taking some medicine."
"I don't think you can do it." Su Yuncheng refused simply, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"
Lin Nianhe wanted to say he wasn't sleepy, but he yawned as soon as he opened his mouth.
Her mouth seemed to have a mind of its own.
Su Yuncheng said: "I have to go out in the morning. You can sleep peacefully. Although they are not very useful, they can still keep you company."
The useless Feng Zhouren nodded silently.
They also knew that at this troubled time, Su Yuncheng specially arranged Lin Nianhe to this ward, just with the idea that the two of them could take care of him a little.
Lin Nianhe took out the recently untied dagger from under the pillow: "Go ahead, I have a knife."
Su Yuncheng was slightly startled: "You've always carried it with you?"
"Yes," Lin Nianhe nodded, "If I hadn't brought it with me, how could I have run away yesterday."
Su Yuncheng stuffed the dagger back under her pillow and said, "Okay, go to sleep, don't be afraid."
Lin Nianhe asked him: "Are you coming back at noon?"
The little girl's soft voice seemed to be coquettish.
Su Yuncheng's heartbeat quickened and he nodded: "Come back, what do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you at noon."
"Everything is fine." Lin Nianhe couldn't open his eyes, and after saying that, he fell asleep.
Su Yuncheng sat for another ten minutes and waited until she fell asleep before getting up.
When passing by Feng Tuesday, he whispered: "Watch it."
"Hey, brother Cheng, don't worry." Zhou Xu assured with a serious expression, "Looking at people is my old profession."
"Um."
Su Yuncheng left.
Lin Nianhe didn't know if he came back at noon, because it was already the afternoon when she woke up.
She sweated a lot, and the clothes on her body were almost soaked. Her muscles were so sore that she wondered if she had been kicked by Wen Lan with a sack...
"Hezi? Are you awake?"
Lin Nianhe looked at the enlarged face in front of him and asked weakly: "So it was really you who kicked me while I was sick and sleeping?"
Such a meaningless sentence is obviously not something that Sister Lan can understand.
She straightened up and turned to Wang Shumei: "Meizi, Hezi seems to have been burned to death!"
Wang Shumei had no choice but to reach out and pull Wen Lan aside. She tested Lin Nianhe's body temperature herself, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "The fever is gone."
Lin Nianhe was a little more awake now. He looked at her and said, "Sister Shumei, I'm thirsty."
Wang Shumei poured some hot water into the cold water. Seeing that Lin Nianhe didn't have the strength to get up, she said to Wen Lan, "Xiao Lan, help her get up."
"oh."
Then, Lin Nianhe was pulled up from the bed by Wen Lan by the collar.
This was so sudden that Lin Nianhe almost lost his breath.
Lin Nianhe: "Did I say something wrong when I was talking in my sleep?"
Just as Wang Shumei was about to speak, Wen Lan said, "You didn't talk in your sleep."
Lin Nianhe was relieved.
They probably didn't mean to torture themselves to death.
Wang Shumei glared at Wen Lan helplessly and handed the teapot to Lin Nianhe's hand: "It seems that you have done a lot of harm...forget it, this is not important right now."
Lin Nianhe drank most of the tank of water, and the dryness of her throat was relieved. Then she asked: "Why are you here?"
"Come with the captain."
Wang Shumei looked at Lin Nianhe and her expression became serious: "Nianhe, have you seen Wang Xue?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Yesterday when we returned to the educated youth point from the mountain, you, Wang Xue, and Fu Aiguo were all missing. We don't know where they are yet. So... did you see Wang Xue when you were kidnapped?"
(End of chapter)
