Chapter 4
"It's probably bronchitis caused by a cold and cough. From what I heard from Luo Mingyin, I think he's already contracted pneumonia. It's best to get an IV drip."
"Doctor, I don't really want to be on IV drip. Can you prescribe some medicine for me?"
The doctor opposite seemed to be accustomed to this situation. Nowadays, many people would rather take medicine than get injections when they are sick.
This kind of prescription drug needs to be registered. After asking Lian Nian Ke's name and ID number for registration, Lian Nian Ke hung up the phone and placed the order.
While waiting for the rider to deliver the medicine, Lian Nian did not forget to complain about this bug to the system.
"What's the big deal? Miss Lian, if you don't think of his name, he won't be able to hear you. Even if you go out and hear his voice, no one else can hear it!"
[Just now, that's because he was in the space where you could hear him, and you happened to be in front of the projection, so he skipped saying his name.]
If everyone could hear it, it wouldn't need to consume so much energy.
All right!
Lian Nianke was browsing his phone, looking at the latest news in the antique circle.
The antique shop she inherited was located in the outermost corner of the antique street. After her father inherited the shop, he didn't like running it, so the items in it were given away by Xiao Mengxue and his wife, and the shop became a decoration.
Suddenly her eyes fell on a message that popped up on her phone.
Dong Qianyi: Nian Ke, the black market in Xishi will open tomorrow night, maybe they can find what you need there!
As an archaeology major, Lian Nianke has a certain interest in antiques. When her grandfather was alive, she had heard of the black market in Xishi.
Open in the early hours, enter and exit anonymously, buy and leave!
And you need an invitation to enter. There is a mixed bag of people inside, but most of them are real things, just from uncertain sources.
Just as she was stunned, the phone rang. It was the rider calling.
The medicine bought for Shen Muye should have arrived. After Lian Nianke put on a piece of clothes and went out to get the medicine, he came back into the room again, waved his right hand, and the thing disappeared from the spot.
Lian Nianke silently said Shen Muye's name in his heart: "The food has been put into your space. There are instructions for eating it. You can find a way to feed it to your mother!"
Lian Nianke opened the packaging box and put it in the space, which contained a sheet of instructions given by the doctor.
'By the way, remember to throw the packaging back into the space after eating.'
These things are modern, and if they were discovered in that era, it would be hard to tell.
She closed the Unicom interface and immediately asked the system, "Isn't this unsafe? You know, the packaging and everything else are not suitable for that era."
[Don't worry, Miss Lian. Packaged items cannot remain in that era for more than an hour after being transported there. They will automatically disappear and will not be discovered.]
Even if you find it, if it disappears after a while after you get it, you will just think you saw a ghost!
Lian Nianke finally felt relieved.
At night, Shen Muye did not sleep all the time and kept waiting for his aunt. Since his aunt asked him to wait, he believed that his aunt would definitely have a way.
It was just that as a junior, he met the ancestors and did not offer any sacrifices, but he actually had to trouble the old man. Shen Muye felt a little sorry.
Just as he was thinking about what to take out as offering, he heard his aunt calling him.
He was now in his own room. He used a wooden stick to prop up the door. After confirming that there was no problem, he slipped into the space.
In fact, he didn't need to enter the space to get the things out, but he was afraid that he would not be able to contact his aunt outside.
After entering the space, there was a transparent bag on the grass with Xu Ji Pharmacy written on it. He opened the bag and found that there were many Western medicines that he had never seen before.
My aunt is really amazing. It clearly states how to use these things.
"To avoid being discovered, you only need to take the medicine once each time you go out."
"Thank you, aunt!" Shen Muye didn't know exactly where Lian Nianke was.
He knelt down and kowtowed heavily in every direction; "Auntie, I have no way to repay you. When I get out later, I will definitely find a way to get some paper money and candlesticks to offer to you!"
Lian Nianke paused, uh, she asked him to call her aunt just to show that she was omnipotent and mysterious. It was enough for him, a living person, to shorten his life if he had to worship her.
If he still set up an incense table, candles, and kneeling down to worship, she was really afraid that one day she would be worshipped away by him.
"No, I don't like that thing, and you don't have to worship me. You can live your life as you should from now on. If you need food or clothing, you can tell me. Otherwise, I can't help you. You can do whatever you want." Lian Nianke said in a very single manner.
If she wasn't soft-hearted, and if this Shen Muye was a bit handsome and a bit pitiful, she wouldn't want to help.
Shen Muye has been disliked since he was a child. Due to his reputation of being unlucky with relatives, his relatives were unwilling to accept him and always pushed him around. He would play well with his friends of the same age just a moment ago, but soon the parents of those children would refuse to have any contact with him because of his reputation of being unlucky with relatives.
Although Lian Nianke spoke very politely, Shen Muye still understood what he meant.
That means don’t bother her unless necessary in the future!
As expected, I am not the one who is favored. I am a trouble and the one who is despised!
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took out a disposable medicine paper from the bag and wrapped it in it and took it out of the space.
Lian Nian Ke certainly noticed his low mood, but according to the system, he was 22 years old and not a child. It was impossible for him to need her to comfort him for every little emotion, right?
What's that like? An adopted son?
Lian Nianke washed up and prepared to go to bed. The projected image was right next to her bed, very close, just a little more than the distance of a bedside table.
…
Shen Muye walked out after getting the medicine, three of which were pills and one was an oral solution.
Kong Lingjiao had fallen asleep on the bed. He pushed open the door. The moonlight outside was very bright, illuminating the room clearly.
A muffled cough came from the bed: "Cough cough ~ cough cough ~ Is that Makino?"
Shen Muye pursed his lips and replied after a while: “Mom, it’s me. I tried to get some medicine. You get up and take it!”
He sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up a broken bowl with a little water in it. He poured it for her because he saw she was coughing uncomfortably at night.
Feng Wenzhen sat up and fell silent as she looked at the handful of pills in Shen Muye's hand. Seeing Shen Muye bringing water to urge her, she asked nervously:
"Muye, do you hate your mother? I haven't taken care of you all these years, and I still have to rely on you to take care of me. I..."
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