After hanging up the phone, Shen Yanming wanted to hug Bi Qiaoan and act coquettishly.
But as soon as she stretched out her hands, she remembered that she was now a source of infection.
So, he could only silently lower his arms.
Bi Qiaoan found it amusing and asked him, "What did Captain Guo say?"
Shen Yanming didn't hide anything: "Let's try changing the working hours. Tomorrow, I have to get up at three in the morning, go to the office, stay there all day, and not come back until after sunset."
Bi Qiaoan frowned upon hearing this: "If that's the case, won't you have to eat out for all three meals a day? Even if you bring your own lunch, they probably don't have that many lunchboxes at home, right? It's better to just go back to 9 a.m. work. It's just sunbathing, it saves you the trouble!"
“Honey, it’s easy for you to say that when you’re not in their shoes! You haven’t met those colleagues. If you had, you wouldn’t be saying things like that.”
"Is it really that serious?"
"Absolutely, otherwise why would they choose to work when there's no sunlight? They're just too afraid to be exposed to the sun any longer."
Hearing Shen Yanming say this, Bi Qiaoan felt less resentful.
"Okay, I'll go prepare your meal."
"No way, it's only a few o'clock, and you're already busy. I'll do it myself tonight."
Bi Qiaoan nodded and didn't insist.
Seeing that there was nothing going on outside, the two went into the space.
The temperature inside was much more comfortable than outside. Bi Qiaoan stretched and told Shen Yanming to go and rest first.
She managed to take a nap around noon.
But her husband, Lao Shen, first went up the mountain to pick strawberries, and then made a trip to the agricultural area. After all that, he probably doesn't have much energy left.
Shen Yanming had been thinking about sex ever since Qiao An finished her postpartum confinement a few days ago, but Guo Tingshuo notified him to work the night shift, which deprived him of the opportunity to do something naughty.
I do have time tonight, but this boil on my body is brewing, and I don't know when it will grow or when it will go away.
If it's still not ready by midnight, then I'll miss the chance to eat meat again.
Sigh, thinking about it now, it really was a mistake!
We should have experimented with the strawberry effect later.
Although he wasn't in a very good mood, Shen Yanming still obediently went to the guest room to rest.
There's nothing he can do; it's just that the abscess hasn't fully developed yet, so he can still get a good night's sleep. Otherwise, he's afraid he might accidentally break the abscess while he's asleep.
Oh, right, I forgot to call Zeng Yiming.
Forget it, I'll wait until I wake up before I talk about it!
Shen Yanming lay on the bed and fell asleep within two minutes.
He slept until 11 or 12 at night. When he woke up, he was starving.
I stumbled out of the bedroom, still half asleep, and found the mobile villa eerily quiet.
When I got to the master bedroom door, I quietly turned the doorknob and peeked inside. I saw that my wife and two babies were already asleep.
Without waking them, I went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of egg noodles.
After finishing my meal and cleaning up the dishes, I went back to the bathroom and was shocked by what I saw.
The mirror shows the ugliest Shen Yanming ever!
My forehead, cheeks, nose, chin, and around my lips were covered with countless pustules.
Many of them had already broken open, and the pus was flowing onto their ears and necks, causing secondary reactions. It looked truly horrific.
He slept soundly, completely unaware of the significant changes that had occurred to him.
I'm actually quite glad that my wife and two little ones are asleep, otherwise they would definitely be terrified.
It's a pity that the sheets and blankets were ruined. I wonder if soaking them in the spiritual spring water can get rid of the bad things and make them usable again.
Shen Yanming tried to rub his temples, but found he didn't know where to begin. He sighed and walked out of the bathroom.
I sat down at the dining table and took a picture of myself with my phone. Then I took a strawberry from the fruit bowl and popped it into my mouth.
The sweet juice seemed to seep into one's heart.
Shen Yanming remained seated at the dining table without moving. He grabbed a mirror from the storage area, placed it in front of him, and stared at his face, observing any changes.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, the pustules on her face began to dry up and shrink.
However, they did not completely disappear; they shrank to a certain size and then stopped moving.
After waiting for a while and confirming that the abscess would not change, Shen Yanming took out his phone and took a comparison photo of his face.
Then he picked up another strawberry and ate it, repeating the same action.
The pustules on her face didn't disappear until she ate three strawberries. There were no scars or pits left, and her skin became smooth and new.
Shen Yanming frowned in thought. The fruit that grew under the nourishment of spiritual energy seemed to have a more potent effect than the spiritual spring water.
It works quickly, but its effects are somewhat lacking in the long run.
That's fine too. He originally cultivated the Spirit Strawberry to improve his colleagues' skin condition. If eating it could cure impetigo, he really wouldn't dare to give it to them.
But simply sending it over like that won't do; it'll be too easy for them to find out. I'll just make it into jam with the regular strawberries.
This way, the spiritual energy is diluted, the effect is not obvious, and no one will suspect anything.
Shen Yanming had a good plan and was just about to start making jam when he heard his phone alarm ring in the bedroom.
It's three o'clock, time to get ready and leave.
But his three meals haven't been prepared yet.
I was so busy taking care of the pustules on my face that I completely forgot to cook.
Oh no, the pustules on my face are gone, I can't show my face to anyone now!
Forehead......
Shen Yanming was once again caught off guard and in a flurry of activity.
Sometimes I think about it, and his behavior during this period is really not something a very organized person like him would do.
But that's life; it can subtly change people, like transforming a domineering CEO into a stay-at-home husband.
Ha, let's not talk about that. Shen Yanming has already reapplied the disfiguring agent to his face.
This is easier to control than an abscess, and aside from being unsightly, it doesn't have any other impact.
Without even bothering to cook a meal, I grabbed two lunchboxes from the storage area. One contained a rice bowl with green peppers and shredded pork, and the other a sushi platter. I put them all in my backpack, thinking I could secretly switch them out if the food wasn't to my liking when I got to work.
I then put two steamed buns and a braised egg in a bag and ate them as I walked. By the time I got to the office, I was full.
When he walked into the office and saw his colleagues looking listless, he wondered what they were doing all day long.
Put down your backpack and get ready to start work.
But Guo Tingshuo came over and said, "If you're sleepy, lie down for a while like them, and we'll talk again when it gets light."
Shen Yanming...
I don't know what to say. I just want to finish my work quickly so I can go home and hug my wife, okay?
At worst, I'll do what they can't!
So I smiled politely and said, "It's alright, I slept very well last night and I have plenty of energy now. I'll get started and go to sleep when I get sleepy!"
Seeing this, Guo Tingshuo stopped trying to stop them.
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