Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 437

Big Bird took Haha, and left the battlefield in colorful envy.

Neck Bai stayed behind, guarding several ferocious beasts to recover from their injuries, and took them away later.

On the other side, Fu Yunhe, who was dragged away by Nian Shutong, kept his eyes on his own wrist.

He looked at the hand that didn't belong to him, the delicate touch, the soft texture, the temperature that was obviously somewhat cool made him feel burning.

"Fu Yunhe, are you seriously injured?"

Nian Shutong turned around worriedly, checking Fu Yunhe back and forth.

"Your pulse is beating too fast!"

"Also, do you have a fever? Your face is so red? Your palms are also very hot."

At this time, Nian Shutong touched Fu Yunhe's forehead with one hand, and felt the warmth of his palm.

It's too hot too!
Is it hurt inside?
Nian Shutong had already pulled Fu Yunhe onto Wuying, started the autopilot, and she was giving Fu Yunhe his pulse.

"No internal injuries..."

Nian Shutong couldn't figure it out, but Fu Yunhe's current symptoms were really weird.

Confusion, fever, pounding heartbeat.

Fu Yunhe looked at Nian Shutong, who had been researching what was wrong with him, feeling powerless and sweetly worried.

"I'm fine, I just got into a fight and I'm a little excited."

After hearing Fu Yunhe's explanation, Nian Shutong felt that it made some sense.

If she hadn't fought for a long time like Fu Yunhe, she would be very excited after the fight.

"That's good, I thought what's wrong with you."

"Hold out your hand."

Nian Shutong's palms were facing upwards, and his four fingers were bent and moved, facing Fu Yunhe's direction.

"what?"

Fu Yunhe didn't understand what Nian Shutong meant, and he didn't think that the little injury on his hand was worth seeing, so he didn't understand it for a while.

"Your hand! The injured hand!"

At this moment, Fu Yunhe raised his injured hand in understanding, and said embarrassingly, "It's all minor injuries, it's nothing serious."

Nian Shutong glanced at Fu Yunhe lightly, and she grabbed Fu Yunhe's wrist with one hand, which was kind of vicious and cute.

"It's okay to get in the way, I have the final say!"

Although Nian Shutong's tone was very rough, the movements of her hands were very gentle. She looked at the bloodstains and could vaguely see the palm of the bone, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Are you stupid? It's so important to prove that you can win?"

"It's not important to prove that you can win, but I want to win once in front of you."

Fu Yunhe's words made Nian Shutong, who was cleaning his wound, feel a little flustered and his mood fluctuated.

What do you mean?
Is it the sincerity of the subordinates, or something else?
At this moment, Nian Shutong felt a little vague, but not sure.

Can someone really dare to like her?
In other words, can she trust someone completely, or can she love someone sincerely?
Nian Shutong didn't even believe in herself.

In this world, except for Dao Dao, she doesn't trust even the twelve zodiac signs that signed a contract with her.

Nian Shutong didn't say much, just lowered his head and cleaned Fu Yunhe's palm.

When she was not sure that she could like it, she didn't want to give Fu Yunhe any response.

"You are a fool! If I fight, someone else will be injured."

Nian Shutong, who cleaned up the wound, opened his mouth in disgust, and looked at Fu Yunhe with even more disgust.

"Fu Yunhe, remember, if you lose someone, it's useless to win."

"I know you have the pride and sense of responsibility of being a commander, but you remember, this time, you are covered by me! Live well for me!"

"Don't injure the enemy a thousand, injure yourself eight hundred to fight."

"Fight! You will win all! Do you know?"

Although Fu Yunhe didn't hear the response he wanted, the care and worry in Nian Shutong's words still made him happy.

"Understood, we all listen to our boss."

Fu Yunhe didn't continue to say something similar to confession, he still knew a little about Nian Shutong.

Being clingy and stalking will definitely not work.

It is best to have a sense of proportion, advance and retreat in a certain way.

Nian Shutong is also very satisfied with Fu Yunhe's answer, if he continues to say some "love words", Nian Shutong will definitely refuse clearly.

She has never been hesitant, she cares about Fu Yunhe, but in a different way, she has never thought about it from the perspective of a partner.

More importantly, she didn't care to the point of being desperate, but she didn't want to cut everything off immediately, so waiting for a while was the wisest choice.

Nian Shutong smeared the spiritual medicine on Fu Yunhe's palm, and asked him, "Is there any gauze or something like that? Wrap it yourself."

"Have."

Fu Yunhe took out the gauze from his space button, and asked curiously for the first time: "Where did you get this medicine?"

Nian Shutong didn't hide anything, he raised his hand, and soon a crystal clear drop of water swayed on Nian Shutong's fingertips.

"This thing is the purest medicinal power, and it is related to the exercises I practice."

"I'm not afraid of poison, or I'm not afraid of radiation. All places with radiation in the interstellar world are great supplements for me."

"You can be regarded as a doctor and a poisoner."

Fu Yunhe had already taken out the gauze, Nian Shutong took it smoothly and began to wrap him.

Fu Yunhe looked at Nian Shutong with his eyebrows down, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his lips were full of spring.

She seems to be a little different, but where exactly, he still can't catch it.

But he knew that Nian Shutong was not in love with him.

If she really fell in love with him, she would definitely not hide anything, and would definitely announce domineeringly: Xiaohe!You are my love now!

"Ha ha……"

"why are you laughing?"

Fu Yunhe couldn't help laughing, he quickly restrained his expression and said, "I think I'm very lucky. If I hadn't met you, I would have been a piece of loess."

Nian Shutong, who had tied up the gauze, raised his head and looked at Fu Yunhe like a fool.

"Is this funny?"

"Ah? No, I just feel happy to be alive."

The donkey's lips didn't match the horse's mouth, and Nian Shutong still wondered if Fu Yunhe's brain had been cured by himself?

Fu Yunhe felt Nian Shutong's eyes on him, why did he feel a little wrong?
"What's wrong with me?"

Fu Yunhe patted his body with one hand, why did he feel like he was terminally ill?
But obviously the terminal illness of the body has just been cured, hasn't it not been long?
"Fu Yunhe, have you cultivated smoothly recently?"

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Fu Yunhe looked at the solemn Nian Shutong, and he said nervously: "No. Maybe."

"No? What do you mean?"

"I don't think so, but I think you think I mean something."

(End of this chapter)