Counterattack 1988

Chapter 954 Anecdotes with Cotton Bolls

"What's the matter with wiping your girlfriend? This is saving her life!" The nurse thought Wang Lin was trying to be lazy, so she said loudly, "Hurry up! I have something to do over there, so I can't help you. She is Your love!"

Wang Lin nodded helplessly and said hello.

Using alcohol to rub the body of a patient with high fever can indeed have a physical cooling effect. When there is no alcohol, it can also be replaced with high-grade alcohol. The evaporation of alcohol can take away body heat.

This is not the first time Wang Lin has done this.

His son had a high fever before, and Wang Lin also helped his son cool down physically.

But that's his own son, no matter what he should do, there won't be any other troubles.

And the object he was going to face now was cotton bolls!
Wang Lin has a very respectful attitude towards cotton bolls.

Because this is a woman with knowledge, ability and good looks.

Mianbo's conscientious attitude towards work won Wang Lin's respect.

The relationship between the two of them has always been a superior-subordinate relationship. Because they are far away, they rarely see each other.

Now that there is such a move between him and Mianbo, he can't help but hesitate.

The nurse walked a few steps, and seeing that Wang Lin hadn't made a move, she said, "You man, why are you like this? I told you that I don't have time to help you. If she becomes a fool, you won't be the one who suffers in the future? You don't have to." Take care of her for the rest of her life?"

As she spoke, she pulled up the curtain and said, "Hurry up!"

Wang Lin didn't explain, but obediently picked up the cotton ball, stuck alcohol on it, and wiped the cotton boll.

This is the first time Wang Lin has observed cotton bolls so closely.

Because of her long-term work in the cotton area, her exposed skin color is a healthy wheat color, which is quite different from other women he knows.

Like Shen Xue, Zhou Porridge, Li Jiaxin and others, everyone lives in secluded places and rarely basks in the sun, so their skin is extraordinarily fair and delicate.

But cotton boll is beautiful, her complexion matches her temperament perfectly.

Mian Boll usually wears long clothes and trousers when working in the field, even in the hot summer, this is of course due to women's desire for beauty.

She also yearns for white and greasy skin, right?

After helping her wipe her forehead and hands, Wang Lin untied her clothes and helped her wipe her body.

The color of Mianbo's body was completely different from her usual skin color that was exposed outside.

The skin inside is extraordinarily fair and delicate, as white as Shen Xue and Zhou Porridge.

Wheat color and white appeared in front of Wang Lin at the same time.

This stark contrast deepens the visual impact brought by her white skin.

Wang Lin stared blankly.

The reason why he stayed was of course not because of her whiteness.

But because of her beautiful figure.

Those massive peaks.

The willow waist that is grasped gracefully.

Wang Lin calmed down and helped her wipe her body.

Before I knew it, half an hour passed.

It was unclear whether it was because the alcohol Wang Lin wiped had an effect, or because of the infusion, but the temperature on Cotton Boll's body dropped significantly.

Wang Lin carefully stood her up and rubbed her back.

One of his hands rested on her shoulder, and in the other hand, he took a cotton ball, dipped it in some alcohol, and quickly wiped it on her back.

Alcohol evaporates quickly, and it disappears after a while after rubbing it on.

Wang Lin kept wiping.

Her body gradually cooled down.

However, her body suddenly became hot again!

Wang Lin let out an oops, thinking that the illness has repeated again?
He speeds up the rubbing alcohol.

However, the faster he wiped, the hotter the cotton boll got?
At this moment, if Wang Lin had been sitting in front of the cotton boll, he would have definitely found that the cotton boll had woken up.

Mianbo slightly opened his eyes.

She quickly understood where she was, and also knew that Wang Lin was physically cooling her down.

It's just that I don't know what time it is, it's pitch black outside the window, the observation room is lit, the partition curtain is drawn tightly, and there are only the two of them in the small space.

A special emotion that has never been felt before came from the bottom of Mianbo's heart.

She felt the warmth of Wang Lin's hands very clearly.

This is also the first time she has enjoyed such love from a man.

When she got older, even her parents never wiped her body like this.

She pretended to be asleep and never disturbed him.

Because she knew that as soon as she spoke or moved, Wang Lin would stop rubbing her back.

Some things can be done behind people's backs, but it is difficult to do them in person.

Wang Lin was tired, took a rest, and slowly laid her body flat.

Then, he continued to rub alcohol on her front skin.

Cotton Boll was asleep just now, so that's all.

She couldn't feel it, whether it was itching or anything else.

But now, she was pretending to be asleep, and those strange feelings surged up in an instant.

Although most of the things that touched her were cotton balls, Wang Lin's hand would still inadvertently touch her body.

Every time he touched her, she felt numb as if being shocked by an electric shock.

She is also a very ticklish woman.

The human skin responds subconsciously to stress.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, opened her eyes, and looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin didn't notice that she woke up yet, and he was focused on helping her wipe the alcohol.

Mianling said softly, "Mr. Wang, thank you."

Wang Lin groaned, and said with a smile, "You're awake. I'm not bullying you, I'm cooling you down. How do you feel? Why do I feel that your body is still hot?"

"It's much better!" Of course, Mianbo couldn't say, the reason why my body was hot was not because of the high fever, "Take a rest! Are you tired?"

"It's okay, but my hands are a little sore. I've never worked for such a long time. It's more tiring than when I was a mechanic before." Wang Lin stopped with a smile and helped her pull up her clothes.

The nurse came in and saw that Wang Lin hadn't moved, so she said, "You comrade, why are you doing this? I told you to rub alcohol on her, but you just didn't move? She's not someone else, but your lover, comrade!"

Mian Bo quickly explained: "Nurse, you misunderstood, he—he has been wiping me."

The nurse looked at the infusion bottle, and it happened that one bottle of water was finished. She changed the needle into another bottle and said, "If you have such a beautiful wife, you should take good care of it."

Wang Lin said yes repeatedly.

The nurse changed the bottle and went out.

Mianling and Wang Lin looked at each other and smiled: "Mr. Wang, I have made you feel wronged."

Wang Lin shook his head: "You, you are too brave! How can a woman get caught in the rain like this?"

Mianling said: "I thought that the weather is so hot, and a little rain is not a big deal. How could I have thought that my body is so weak, so I don't need to be drenched? Sigh!"

"It's raining frequently, the moisture and cold will accumulate in your body, and you will know the pain in the future!" Wang Lin said, "Don't do this again in the future."

"Understood." Mianling said, "This year's cotton harvest has not been bumper, I am very guilty."

Wang Lin pondered for a while, and asked: "We are planting new varieties of scientific research. Compared with the previous varieties, the yield can always be improved? Have you calculated how many catties per mu can be achieved after removing the lost part?"

Cotton bolls had reported to Wang Lin before that the cotton output in Loudong area was about 165 catties of lint.

In the cotton area of ​​Aixiu Group, the latest research results of the China Cotton Institute are used, but I don't know how much the production capacity per mu will be?

Mianling said: "We have picked dozens of acres of cotton. I calculated that the yield per mu can reach about 500 kilograms."

"500 kilograms? That's 1000 kilograms!" Wang Lin laughed, "Even if 700% of the unharvested cotton fields have been lost these days, we can still harvest [-] kilograms of cotton! In this way, we still have a bumper harvest! "

"Is it a bumper harvest?" Mianling pursed her lips and smiled, "That's right, compared to before, our current cotton fields are indeed a bumper harvest!"

Wang Lindao: "The yield increase of this new type of cotton is very obvious, which is five or six times that of the previous one! This kind of cotton can be popularized, and then my country's cotton production will increase significantly in the future."

Mianling hummed: "I only calculated the loss, but didn't compare it with the past output."

Wang Lindao: "In fact, as long as we compare, we will find that this year is a bumper harvest year."

The two smiled at each other.

Based on the purchase price of 2.5 yuan per catty of lint, the yield per mu can reach 2500 yuan!

In the past, the output of cotton per mu was only 165 catties of lint, which cost more than 400 yuan.

The current cotton production value is more than six times that of the past!

Even with a loss of [-]%, the current yield per mu is still very impressive!

After such a calculation, Wang Lin's spirit was incomparably uplifted!

This year, the sky is not rewarding. It rained heavily during the harvesting period, and there was some loss. In the years to come, it must not rain heavily every year, right?

Research on cotton seeds continues, and future yields can be increased.

The planting of raw materials allowed Wang Lin to earn money and taste the sweetness.

Especially in this era, because the output of other cotton fields is generally low, Wang Lin took the lead in using new cotton seeds, which greatly increased the yield per mu, and the economic benefits were even more obvious.

On average, one mu of cotton field can achieve an output value of about 2000 yuan.

2000 mu of cotton fields equals an output value of [-] million yuan!
One hundred thousand mu, that is 2 million!

Whether you use it yourself or take it out for sale, these are money that can be cashed out.

Wang Lin is going the right way!

He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and when he looked at the cotton boll again, he felt that she was soft and lovely.

"Shall I wipe off the alcohol for you again?" Wang Lin said.

Jin Ling wanted to say no, but when the words came to her lips, it turned into: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

This time, she took the initiative to turn sideways, leaving her beautiful back to Wang Lin.

She was awake, and if she could cooperate with Wang Lin, his wiping would be smoother.

Mianling smiled slightly: "Mr. Wang, have you ever wiped your wife's back?"

Wang Lin was stunned: "You said that, I thought about it, it seems that there is really no such thing!"

"Really? How honored am I?" Mianling smiled sweetly, "I am even more honored than Mrs. Wang."

"Hehe! This is a reward for you! Who told you to work so hard for the company's affairs and get tired and sick?"

"I will work harder in the future."

"Work harder to get sick? So I can take care of you?"

"Ah?" Mianling couldn't help laughing like crazy.

Wang Lin also laughed.

After finishing the bottle, the doctor arranged for a nurse to take the temperature of the cotton boll.

"37.6 degrees, low-grade fever." The doctor said, "Take some more medicine and you will be almost cured. If the condition persists, come back for another injection tomorrow."

"Thank you, doctor." Mianbo said, "I have cold medicine and fever-reducing medicine at home, so I don't need to buy any more?"

The doctor asked her what brand of medicine was stored at home, and then said, "Yes, you don't need to buy it."

When I walked out of the hospital, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

The rain stopped outside.

The rainy night in autumn is cool.

Go back to the office building in the Cotton District.

As soon as he entered the yard, Wang Lin smelled a special fragrance.

"It smells so good! What kind of floral fragrance is this?" Wang Lin asked with his nose raised.

"Jasmine, and the scent of mizilan." Mianbo walked to a corner on one side and squatted down.

Wang Lin saw the potted plants over there, there were several pots of small white flowers in bloom, and several pots of small yellow rice-like flowers.

"This is jasmine, pure white. This is Milan flower."

"Oh, these two kinds of flowers bloom in September?"

"Well, every month, there are flowers in full bloom. In my yard, there are all kinds of flowers. No matter what month you come, you can smell the fragrance of flowers." Mianling smiled, "If you like it, you can come more in the future. .”

"Okay." Wang Lin replied.

Those potted plants have been washed by the rain, and the leaves are as green as oil, with countless drops of water, which are extraordinarily beautiful under the illumination of the garden lamp.

Mianbo squatted for a long time, and when she got up, she felt dizzy suddenly.

She supported Wang Lin's arm.

Wang Lindao: "Go back to the room and rest."

The cotton bell answered.

Afraid of her fainting, Wang Lin helped her back to the house and asked, "Are you hungry? You haven't had dinner yet."

Mianbo shook her head lightly: "I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat. Please, give me some medicine. I'll go to sleep after eating. When I wake up, my illness will be cured."

Wang Lindao: "I found that women have a very naive idea, that is, no matter where they feel uncomfortable, they dream of relying on sleep to recover. As long as they sleep and wake up, all diseases will be cured."

Mianling smiled and said: "I don't know what other people think, I really think so. If I encounter unhappy things or feel uncomfortable, I will sleep well. It's strange to say that many Sometimes, sleep does restore my mood and my ailments.”

Wang Lin brought water and medicine for her, and handed them to her.

Mianbo put the medicine in her mouth and took a sip of water, but she couldn't swallow it down. She frowned because of the bitterness.

She drank two more sips of water before swallowing the medicine.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Do you still have difficulty swallowing medicine?"

"Ah? Difficulty swallowing medicine?" Mianbo giggled, "It seems to be true. If you weren't by my side, maybe I could spit it out."

Suddenly there was a shrill baby cry from outside the house.

Mianbo was taken aback.

Wang Lin held his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, it's a cat meowing. When a cat is eight to eight months old, it will make a cry like a baby crying. It sounds scary, but this is the sound of a cat growing up. A normal part of development."

Mianling pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "That's what we often say, is the cat having a spring?"

Wang Lin hummed: "Yes! Animals, like humans, also have needs in that regard."

Mianbo said: "What about when you are on a business trip? Will there be demand?"

At this moment, the two of them were so close, and the atmosphere became very ambiguous again.

The question of the cotton bolls made Wang Lin at a loss, and said with an embarrassed smile: "You have also learned how to joke."

"Mr. Wang," Mianling squeezed his hand and said softly, "Thank you, it's good to have you."

Wang Lin returned to the room, thinking about the perfect body of Mianbo that he saw in the hospital just now, he felt so hot that he couldn't sleep for a while.

Throughout the night, Mian Boll's body as white as cotton appeared in his mind from time to time.

He had a dream that he hadn't had for a long time, just like that cat...

(End of this chapter)