Chapter 65: Cold Air Enters the Body

"What help?" Zhang Lingling asked hurriedly.

Jiang Nianzi hesitated for a while and said, "I know Sister Ling's family is well-off, but I just want to ask, does your family still have a sewing machine?"

Jiang Nianzi and Jiang Xue had rented a sewing machine for Zhang Lingling before. When she asked this question, Zhang Lingling immediately understood.

"Would you like to rent another sewing machine?"

Jiang Nianzi nodded: "Yes, the rent can be increased a little, including your sewing machine, Sister Ling. Starting next month, I will also give you an extra two yuan."

Seven dollars a month is a whopping price to rent.

Although the sewing machine is expensive, it is still yours if you rent it out. Besides, it is only used for show at weddings and is rarely used in daily life.

When it comes to mending clothes, a needle and thread can be used for the job, so it's not really necessary.

Zhang Lingling heard this and said hurriedly, "My two sisters-in-law have sewing machines. I'll talk to them later and see if they agree."

When Jiang Nianzi heard that there were two platforms, her eyes immediately lit up.

"Okay, please ask them for me and explain the situation to them. If they are willing, we can rent both together."

Zhang Lingling's parents' home was in the next village. Zhang Lingling directly asked Jiang Hu to go over and ask, and he came back with an answer in the evening.

Jiang Nianzhi and Jiang Chengze stayed until the child's fever subsided before returning home.

In the afternoon, Jiang Hu brought the good news. When they heard the rent was seven yuan a month, the two sisters-in-law agreed more readily than the other.

Because the sewing machine is kept at home and is less than used once a month, it is almost covered with dust.

The reason why Jiang Nianzi was willing to pay a high rent of seven yuan was to make the other party agree readily.

Judging from the previous developments, perhaps after deducting the costs, there will not be much profit at all.

But it can help them retain customers, accumulate clients, and buy her some time to make money.

In the end, I still have to buy it and make it myself.

Jiang Nianzi immediately gave the money to Jiang Cheng, and then asked Jiang Hu for help, and asked the two of them to go to Zhang Lingling's parents' home to carry back the two sewing machines.

Jiang Cheng refused to accept it. He said, "I still have fifteen yuan in my hand. I don't need you to give it to me."

Jiang Nianzi didn't argue with him and would just give him more money when she made more money.

In the evening, looking at the two sewing machines that had been moved into the house, Jiang Xue was surprised and said, "Zizi, I only have one pair of hands. Even if there were three sewing machines, I wouldn't be able to take care of them."

"We will hire workers who can use sewing machines then." Jiang Nianzi said with a smile.

All the plans were good, but what was not good was Jiang Nianzi's body.

I took a walk in the heavy snow yesterday. Although Jiang Cheng blocked most of the wind and snow, the cold still penetrated into my bones.

Jiang Nianzi is known as the miracle doctor with ghost hands, but she can't do anything with this body.

Even though I have tried so hard for so long, I am still so weak.

The next day, Shen Cheng came to the clinic, and there was a hint of abnormality on Jiang Nianzi's snow-white face.

She was busy shuttling back and forth, between the patients and the medicine cabinets, taking a breath after every few steps and coughing from time to time.

Shen Cheng frowned immediately.

Is this a cold?

When Jiang Nianzi saw him coming, she asked him to wait at the old place first.

Today is the last time Shen Cheng will be treated. If nothing unexpected happens, he will only need to take medicine in the future.

After treating the other patients, Jiang Nianzi came in carrying a tray of treatment tools.

She pulled the curtain closed and coughed a few times with her hands covering her lips.

She moved lightly, as if she could fall down at any moment, like a weak willow swaying in the wind, her body extremely fragile.

As the distance got closer, Shen Cheng could see her clearly.

A snow-white fur collar curled around her cheeks. Her skin was as white as cream, but her lips were not as rosy as before, but a little pale.

She is as fragile as a porcelain doll.

Jiang Nianzi sat down beside him. Shen Cheng looked at her, hesitated for a few times, and asked softly, "Doctor Jiang, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Nianzi heard this and smiled slightly, "Well, it was snowing so hard yesterday that I caught a cold."

She spoke softly, and perhaps because she was not feeling well, the end of her voice had an indescribable sense of weakness.

Shen Cheng's eyes darkened a little: "Why don't you take a rest?"

"Because your illness cannot be delayed."

She didn't want to waste her efforts on this last crucial step.

Because of his illness...

Shen Cheng's cheeks were tense and his eyes were fixed on her.

If he had said this at any other time, he would have been so upset that he would have thought too much and his heart would have started beating in a disorderly manner.

But now, all he could see was her sickly appearance.

"Now that I have finished my treatment, do you want to go back and rest?"

"Not yet, I have to wait for someone." Jiang Nianzi said this, but her hands were busy.

There was no ambiguity at all about the treatment that should be given to Shen Cheng.

The weather was cold and her fingers were cold.

Normally, when Jiang Nianzi was giving the injection, her fingers wouldn't have touched Shen Cheng's skin at all.

But today is different.

She felt a little weak, and her hands were limp. She pinched the silver needle with her fingers, and her little finger almost rested on Shen Cheng's abdomen to support it.

Shen Cheng shivered at the cold touch.

Jiang Nianzi felt it, took a look, and said, "Sorry, I don't have the strength in my hands today, you may have to bear with it for a while."

Shen Cheng's throat moved: "It's okay."

Looking at her weak appearance, Shen Cheng felt a desire in his heart.

A desire to protect her and hold her in the palm of my hand.

The needle insertion process is boring and trivial.

After taking out the needle, Jiang Nianzi placed her hands on Shen Cheng's abdomen and said softly, "Today is the last time I'll give you acupuncture. I'll give you a massage to clear the blockage."

Shen Cheng said "hmm".

She had risen from the stool and was leaning down, pressing her slender fingers against his abdomen.

The picture was ambiguous, but he didn't feel offended at all.

Because her technique was very professional, he guessed that the places she touched were either acupuncture points or meridians, and that there was a sore and swollen feeling when her fingers went down.

Shen Cheng looked at her silently.

Because she was not feeling well, she even messed up her hair.

When she lowered her head, two strands of hair fell down on her temples, making her look even more beautiful.

Shen Cheng didn't think he was a conservative person, but facing a girl as pure and delicate as a snow pear blossom blooming in the white snow, he didn't dare to have any disrespectful thoughts.

I even felt that I was not worthy of her.

After Jiang Nianzi finished massaging him, she stood up and rubbed her dizzy head.

Her voice was gentle and soft: "Okay, pull up your pants. I will prescribe some medicine for you later. Take it back and brew it according to the method I told you. Drink it three times a day, morning and evening. After taking the medicine, come over when you have the chance, and I will give you a check-up."

Shen Cheng hummed and put on his pants.

He lowered his head, feeling heavy inside. Was this the last day?

He really wanted to ask her when she would go to the military hospital.

But as soon as he said this, he was afraid of revealing his anxious side and letting her guess his intentions.

Jiang Nianzi felt dizzy and after rubbing her head for a while, she felt dizzy again and again.

Her fingers accidentally knocked over the tray that was placed aside.

Shen Cheng was awakened, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Nianzi staggering and about to fall.

"careful."

He subconsciously reached out and held her hand.

Jiang Nianzi was originally weak, and when he pulled her hard, she couldn't control herself and fell into his arms.

Her lips fell firmly on his and she tilted her head.

The kiss was very real, just like the kiss between two people in love.