Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 267 You listen to me make up
Zheng Lirong rubbed the corners of her eyes, straightened up and looked at Lin Nianhe: "It's been arranged, when can you arrange it here?"

"Then tomorrow night, just take someone there to pick up things." Lin Nianhe raised the corner of his mouth, "You probably don't have much time."

"Well... okay, then tomorrow night."

Zheng Lirong really didn't have much time. If she didn't go back, she might be in trouble again.

She was also a little puzzled, why Lin Nianhe was able to prepare things so quickly, but after thinking about it, she also understood - probably because of the previous incident, she also had a lot of goods in her hands.

It was about the past, Zheng Lirong didn't want to think about it, let alone ask.

That night, she stayed in the Shili Brigade, hugged her children, and stayed up all night.

Uncle Guan's house was a little far from the educated youth spot, so she didn't know what happened there.

"Aqiu—cough cough cough...Aqiu—"

At midnight, Lin Nianhe came back from "delivery", climbed over the wall and returned to the hut, and started sneezing before taking a shower.

"Damn it, it's so cold in the Northeast right now..."

She was so cold that her hands and feet were cold, so she quickly took out two heaters from the space and turned them on to the maximum.

It is also good to have a small room. After a while, the indoor temperature rises.

Lin Nianhe felt dizzy, and after a brief wash, he put on thick fluffy pajamas and got under the covers.

Between half-dream and half-awake, she was cold and hot for a while. Based on her many illness experiences, she sat up with her sore body supported, took out the antipyretic medicine from the space, added a quilt for herself, and fell back on the kang.

A sip of iced coffee knocked Lin Nianhe down.

"Sister Lan really hit the mark... Vegetable tofu is harder than mine..."

The next day, Lin Nianhe was wrapped in a quilt and sat on the kang, chanting hoarsely while eating millet porridge in Wang Shumei's hand.

"Say a few words less quickly," Wang Shumei said to her, "I'll go to the team leader later, and if Daxi doesn't go to the ground, ask her to accompany you to the health center."

"No need." Lin Nianhe shook his head, "I've taken the medicine, I'll be fine after a little more sleep."

Wang Shumei looked at her, but didn't believe Lin Nianhe's words.

Others can get better by taking a pill for a cold, Lin Nianhe...

Wang Shumei suggested: "Why don't you call Comrade Su and ask him to take care of you?"

"Don't, don't, he has to go to work." Lin Nianhe wrapped the quilt tightly again, "Sister Shumei, I'm really fine, I won't lie to you."

"You... okay, then I'll come back to see you after class."

"okay."

Lin Nianhe lay down on the kang again after eating, dawdled for a while, and fell asleep again after a while.

Wang Shumei asked for sick leave for Lin Nianhe. Principal Wu took a look at her and saw that she was asleep, so he had to go back to the village primary school to teach her.

After Principal Wu left for a while, Zheng Lirong also came.

She learned about Lin Nianhe's illness after she sent Zheng Shan and Bai Xiaojun to school, and she immediately came to the educated youth spot after she settled down with her two children.

"Sister, sister? Wake up, I'll take you to the clinic."

"Well……"

Lin Nianhe opened her eyes in a daze, vaguely discerned that it was Zheng Lirong who was speaking, she shook her head, and buried her face in the quilt: "I'm fine, Sister Lirong... just sleep for a while..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You're burning hot." Zheng Lirong was about to find clothes for Lin Nianhe as she spoke.

Lin Nianhe stretched out a small hand from under the quilt and grabbed her fingers.

She opened her eyes a little, swallowed and said: "No, if I go to the clinic... Brother Yun Cheng will definitely know... You will have trouble getting the goods tonight..."

Zheng Lirong was taken aback, feeling that the hand holding her fingertips was extremely hot.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Then wait until tomorrow, or if it doesn't work, wait until you recover from illness."

"You're out of time..."

After Lin Nianhe murmured, his eyes closed again.

Zheng Lirong stood in the dark room, listening to Lin Nianhe's rapid breathing, stayed there for a moment, then ran out quickly.

When Lin Nianhe opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar ceiling of the clinic.

She blinked her eyes, then closed them forcefully—she suddenly felt like she was in the clinic.

"Why don't you tell me you're sick?"

Lin Nianhe closed his eyes, rolling them around.

Hehe, she had a hallucination, she actually heard Su Yuncheng's voice.

"Ugh……"

After a soft sigh, Weiliang's big hand pressed against Lin Nianhe's forehead.

The cool touch forced her brain to wake up. Lin Nianhe pursed her lips, twitched her eyelashes twice, and slowly opened her eyes.

This time, what she saw was not the ceiling of the clinic, but the face that grew in her heart.

"Brother Yun Cheng." Her eyes were full of innocence, as if she just woke up.

Su Yuncheng moved his hand away, looked at her and said, "There's still some fever."

"Yes." Lin Nianhe nodded obediently, lying motionless on the bed.

She rolled her eyes and didn't see anyone else, so she asked tentatively, "Who sent me here?"

"Wen Zhiqing." Su Yuncheng replied, "I didn't know until Feng Wei ran into her on the road."

"I see……"

Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that Zheng Lirong didn't send her here.

"Nianhe."

"Ok?"

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"what?"

Lin Nianhe tugged at the corner of the quilt, his face turned red unconsciously, and his voice was a little weak: "I, I don't have..."

Su Yuncheng looked at her with deep eyes: "You were talking in your sleep just now."

"Huh? What did I say?"

Lin Nianhe broke out in cold sweat.

If her body didn't allow it, she would just bounce off the bed.

Dream talk!
What did she say?Could it be that you have mentioned all space and time travel?

Su Yuncheng stared into her eyes, and said slowly: "You keep saying 'don't let brother Yuncheng know', Nian He, what can't I know?"

Lin Nianhe: "Ahahaha, what are you talking about, hahaha, listen to my making up, ah no, listen to my sophistry... Ah bah, listen to me!"

Su Yuncheng: "Okay, you make it up."

Lin Nianhe pursed his lips, glanced at him, and said, "Can I have a drink first? My throat is so dry."

This way of talking sideways is really not clever, but Su Yuncheng still mixed warm water for her first.He supported her by the back of her neck with one hand and brought the enamel jar to her lips with the other hand.

Lin Nianhe sipped water in small sips, and his brain, which was slightly sluggish because of the fever, was spinning desperately, thinking about how he should fool this sentence.

Seeing that she was holding water in her mouth, Su Yuncheng removed the enamel jar and asked her, "Is it finished?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She swallowed the water in her mouth with a "gudong", looked up at Su Yuncheng's eyes, and whispered: "I'm afraid it will affect your work."

Su Yuncheng nodded and said, "Re-edit."

Lin Nianhe stared at his smiling eyes, and his face suddenly turned red.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and whispered like a mosquito, "I'm just afraid that you will dislike my poor health..."

Su Yuncheng: "...!"

(End of this chapter)