Chapter 132 Sarcastic and Uncomfortable
Qin Suisui chuckled.
Pei Jiuyan prepared lunch. After these few days of rest, his leg was much better. He could walk without crutches, but not very fast.
When Qin Suisui is out busy, he stays at home cooking and doing housework, completely like a stay-at-home husband.
For lunch, I made the claypot rice with preserved meat that Qin Suisui wanted to eat. The fragrant rice was mixed with oily sausage and bacon, and the crispy rice crust at the bottom was also crispy. After working in the herb garden, it was so comforting to take a bite.
There was also stewed pheasant with dried mushrooms, smoked meat, stir-fried green beans, and pickled cucumbers that Qin Suisui brought back from the wild forest, along with cool sweet rice wine. The group ate until their bellies were round.
After finishing her meal, Qin Suisui began preparing to detoxify Chi Donglin.
Having witnessed Qin Suisui's detoxification of Pei Jiuyan, and recalling the small basin of black blood released from his body, Chi Donglin couldn't help but feel a chill: "Little sister, we've already agreed that you'll save those two mountain pigeons for me to make soup, because I'm afraid of losing too much blood."
Qin Suisui chuckled: "I know! Even without mountain pigeons, I have other ways to make up for it for you."
She had previously brought back more than ten fresh mountain pigeons from the wild forest, and had stewed them for Pei Jiuyan one after another. Now there are two left, which have been reserved by Chi Donglin.
Song Yunlai kicked him irritably: "Why are you such a fussy man? It's just a little blood, isn't it? We've lost more than we should! And you're making your sister make you soup? Do you want to fly to the moon?"
Chi Donglin clutched his backside, looking aggrieved and indignant: "So it wasn't you who was poisoned, didn't get the injection, didn't bleed, and you're just spouting nonsense! If I were on the battlefield, I wouldn't be afraid of death, but I was tricked and poisoned!"
Song Yunlai grumbled under his breath, but his heart had already softened: "Alright! Stop dawdling! Hurry up and lie down. I'll go to the villager's place and get you a few chickens, okay? All you ever do is eat!"
Chi Donglin snorted: "That's more like it!"
He then looked at Qin Suisui, who was holding the needle, and said, "Little sister, be gentle, I'm afraid of pain!"
Qin Suisui couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Don't be afraid, I'll make sure you don't feel any pain!"
Chi Donglin looked incredulous: "Really?"
Qin Suisui nodded, and while he was still staring at the needle in her right hand, she quietly inserted the needle in her left hand into Chi Donglin's Shenmen acupoint.
Then Pei Jiuyan and Song Yunlai watched as Chi Donglin, who had been staring wide-eyed at Qin Suisui just moments before, suddenly fell asleep.
Seeing the two people's surprised expressions, Qin Suisui shrugged: "There's nothing I can do. Donglin is too nervous. The worst thing about acupuncture is when the patient is too nervous, which can cause the muscles to tense up and potentially lead to the toxins flowing back into the body. I can only let him sleep for a while."
Song Yunlai closed his jaw in surprise and gently patted Pei Jiuyan's shoulder: "Brother, you don't need me to remind you what to do at home from now on, right?"
Pei Jiuyan smiled, his eyes filled with pride. His wife was just that amazing!
Although Chi Donglin had less toxins in his body than Pei Jiuyan, the acupuncture treatment still lasted for more than an hour. It wasn't until Qin Suisui had her needles removed and collapsed onto the sofa covered in sweat that Pei Jiuyan thoughtfully handed her a cup of honey water and a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.
Looking at the half-full basin of black blood, Song Yunlai gasped, "Sister, do you think this poison can be prevented in advance?"
The main reason is that, as they analyzed before, the person behind this was probably trying to stop their current classified research, which is why they poisoned these people who possess the core technology. Now Pei Jiuyan and Chi Donglin have both been poisoned, and he is the only one left to be poisoned. He has a feeling that he might also encounter misfortune on this voyage.
Qin Suisui shook her head: "There's no way to prevent it, but you have to remember to try not to get hurt, and if you do get hurt, try not to fall into the sea. If you feel bitten by something, even if it's just a slight stinging sensation, you have to take this medicine immediately."
She took a bottle of antidote pills from the table and handed it to him: "These antidote pills can temporarily suppress the toxins and ensure that they do not spread in your body. Then come back to me when you return."
Song Yunlai hurriedly held the antidote pill in his arms as if it were a priceless treasure: "Good, good, good! Sister, I'm so lucky to have you!"
After meeting Pei Jiuyan's cold gaze, he quickly changed his words: "Having you and Ayan is our blessing!"
Chi Donglin was estimated to wake up in a while. Remembering that he had promised to buy him a chicken, Song Yunlai rode Pei Jiuyan's bicycle straight to the brigade.
In the brigade, Su Yunyi had just returned from working in the medicinal herb garden. It was too hot, so she went inside to take a shower and wash her hair. Now she was washing clothes in the yard with her hair down.
Suddenly she heard someone knocking on the door. She looked up from the washbasin and saw a male educated youth who had been sent to the countryside with her standing outside the base gate.
After the incident with Zhou Zecheng, she would lock the main gate whenever she was alone at the base.
She wiped her hands, ran to open the door, and asked, "Liu Zhiqing, what's wrong? Is there something you need?"
The man who came was named Liu Zhiqiang. Like Su Yunyi, he was from Suzhou. However, he was rather short, introverted, and shy, so he didn't stand out much among the group of educated youth.
Upon seeing Su Yunyi, he scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, then quickly handed her what he was holding: "Su, this is mooncake that my mother sent from our hometown. She made it herself, and it tastes very good. The Mid-Autumn Festival is in three days, so I'm giving you some. It's a flavor that you can't buy here on Qiongtan Island."
Su Yunyi quickly waved her hand: "No need, Liu Zhiqing. Thank you for your kindness, but this is a precious item, and it's just a token of my appreciation. You can keep it for yourself."
Liu Zhiqiang, however, insisted on giving it to her.
They were all educated youth from the same place, and they were all sent to the countryside in the same batch. Moreover, Liu Zhiqiang was usually quiet and didn't have much of a presence, but he never caused any trouble for anyone. He had been working diligently in the countryside for so long. Su Yunyi had a pretty good impression of him.
He thought that perhaps he was "missing his family even more during the holidays," which was why he came to find his fellow villager.
Su Yunyi couldn't refuse, so she accepted.
"Liu Zhiqing, wait a minute, I'm going to get something." Returning the favor, Su Yunyi took the item and hurried inside. Her mother had sent her a lot of water chestnuts before, and she would occasionally cook some sweet porridge or water chestnut cakes to tide her over when she was too busy to cook.
Soon, she came out with a brown paper bag and handed it to Liu Zhiqiang, who was still standing at the gate: "Liu Zhiqing, this is water chestnut that my mother sent. I just made water chestnut cake this morning. Take it back and try it."
Liu Zhiqiang's eyes lit up for a moment: "You made this yourself?"
Su Yunyi nodded: "Yes, try it and see if it's authentic. If there's anything that doesn't taste right, feel free to give me your feedback."
Liu Zhiqiang held the brown paper bag as if it were a treasure, chatted with Su Yunyi for a few more minutes, and then left with a satisfied look on his face.
After walking a few steps, he lowered his head and took a deep sniff of the brown paper bag containing the chicken head rice cake, as if he could smell the sweet aroma inside, and then looked completely intoxicated.
Su Yunyi smiled, looked at Liu Zhiqiang's back and shook her head. Liu Zhiqing was indeed missing home.
Although he was in the same grade as me, I heard he was only 18 years old and had skipped a grade. 18 years old, still young, it's normal for him to miss home.
She turned around and went back to washing clothes, her long, smooth black hair being lifted high by the wind.
Unbeknownst to her, after she turned around, Liu Zhiqiang also suddenly turned back, grinned at her retreating figure, and even lowered his head to take a deep sniff of the hand that had just been holding the brown paper bag; in that hand, there was a single, flowing strand of hair.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Su Zhiqing, do you really enjoy giving food to others?"
A strange, sarcastic voice suddenly rang out at the gate. Su Yunyi looked up and saw Song Yunlai straddling a bicycle with several chickens tied to the back.
"Comrade Song! What do you mean by this?"
Su Yunyi was a little annoyed by his sudden sarcastic tone, but thinking that he might have seen her giving food to Liu Zhiqiang earlier, and not wanting him to misunderstand, she explained:
“Liu, the educated youth, and I are from the same place. It’s almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and his mother sent some local specialties. He took them and shared some with me. It’s only natural to reciprocate, so I gave him something in return. Isn’t that normal?”
Unexpectedly, after hearing her words, Song Yunlai frowned and said, "I suggest you have less contact with him."
Su Yunyi was puzzled and didn't know why he suddenly changed his expression: "I didn't have much contact with him to begin with. We were all sent-down youth, so it was normal for us to exchange gifts and food from time to time."
"Alright, alright, you're right. It's only fair to reciprocate. Here, this chicken is a return gift for you, as a thank you for the food and clothes you gave me before. I'm leaving now." Song Yunlai took off a large hen, stuffed it into her hand, got on his bicycle, and left.
Su Yunyi, holding the lively hen, stood there trembling with anger: "Comrade Song, what do you mean! Song Yunlai, you stop right there..."
Song Yunlai seemed not to hear him and pedaled faster and faster.
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