Lin Qingqing had previously estimated that the two would have to stay in the space for a year and a half.
It took three and a half months to study the functions that the H-type special gene could develop.
It took half a month longer than expected.
Lin Qingqing quickly started drawing and returned to the rhythm of only sleeping two or three hours a day.
Two months passed quickly.
Lin Qingqing produced a drawing, and Jiang Haixia used it to calculate the data.
Even with the help of equipment, she is so busy every day that she doesn't even have time to drink water.
She thought of the manufacturing of SHIELD 1. She and Lin Qingqing were responsible for the manufacturing work, while He Siming and five other classmates were responsible for the calculations.
Although those students often don't understand things, their brains have not been transplanted with any advanced medical knowledge, nor have their brains been developed with space equipment.
As the night deepens, the stars appear even brighter.
Li Yingying's mood was very different from when she came. At least she was confident that she could save her life.
Li Zhong's mood was also very different from when he came. He glanced at Li Yingying with the corner of his eye, and was very curious in his heart. What did she say that made the young master's attitude seem like a completely different person?
I couldn't help but ask:
"Li Yingying, what did you say to the young master? How could he call you a noble person?"
"I just expressed my loyalty to the young master."
Seeing that she was fooling him, Li Zhong curled his lips and stopped talking.
Mr. and Mrs. Li were in a gloomy mood. Did they really want Yingying to sacrifice her life for the lives of this family?
Just as Mr. and Mrs. Li were waiting anxiously, the door was pushed open.
They hurried to the door and saw that it was Li Yingying who came back.
"Dad, Mom, I'm fine. My brother will be back soon."
There was an expression of disbelief on the faces of Mr. and Mrs. Li. They had already accepted their fate when encountering such a thing. It was their fault for offending someone they shouldn't have offended.
"Mom, I'm hungry. Please heat up the rice."
There were some things going on at home these past two days, so Mr. and Mrs. Li were not in the mood to eat. After a day, they felt relieved and no longer felt hungry.
Mother Li immediately heated up the meal.
"Dad, we're moving out of this house tomorrow."
"Yingying, what do you mean by moving out of this house?" Father Li showed a puzzled expression.
"It's all right. You'll know everything tomorrow."
"Snap"
The door was wide open, but it wasn't kicked open.
Li Zhong brought three or four people, carrying Li Dajun on a flatbed, and walked in slowly.
Seeing this, Li's father and mother rushed to the tablet and looked around to check Li Dajun's injuries.
Li Yingying stood at the door and looked at her cheap brother. There was a large area of blood on his buttocks that was connected to his clothes. It seemed that he had been beaten with a stick.
Several people put Li Dajun on the bed and left in a hurry. After tossing and turning all night, they still wanted to get a good night's sleep.
Li Yingying went forward to take a look, and found that the injury was so serious and he had a fever!
Li Yingying went to the kitchen and picked up a ceramic bowl.
[Beep! An ordinary Song Dynasty pottery bowl. Valued at five taels of silver. Available for sale and exchange.]
Li Yingying exchanged some antipyretic drugs, disinfectant alcohol, iodine, cotton swabs and anti-inflammatory ointment.
She removed all the packaging to avoid raising suspicion among Mr. and Mrs. Li.
Back in the main room, Mother Li was still crying, and Father Li was taking off his clothes, with a bottle of medicine powder next to him.
"Dad, Mom, here are the medicines I put away earlier. They are very suitable for skin and flesh wounds."
Li Yingying had only seen beatings with a stick on TV before, but now seeing the real wounds, she felt horrified.
His skin and flesh were beaten to pieces and stuck to his clothes, with the blood-red flesh turned inside out. No wonder Li Dajun was breathing in less than out.
Father Li held a candle, and Li Yingying quickly disinfected the wound, applying iodine and ointment.
I poured him some water and gave him some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicine.
After all the busy work, Li Yingying was exhausted.
Seeing that Li Yingying had finished her work, her mother said distressedly, "Yingying, come and eat. I boiled an egg for you."
Li Yingying looked at the whole grains on the table. Fortunately, she also ate whole grains to lose weight in modern times, so it wouldn't be difficult for her to adapt.
After eating, Li Yingying quickly lay down to have a good rest.
The next day, Li Yingying woke up only when the sun was already high in the sky.
However, he did not wake up naturally. Instead, the servants were busy all morning and had some free time, so they crowded in their own yard to watch the fun.
The chirping noises woke me up no matter how sleepy I was.
"Dajun's mother, is your Dajun really back?"
"You are the first ones who have offended the young master and have not been punished."
"We were all worried sick about you."
“…”
Li Yingying listened to her tone, but didn't feel that she was worried at all.
"Li Yu, I heard that the young master has taken a fancy to your Yingying. This is a good thing. Why wouldn't you be willing to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix?"
Aunt Zhang, the gossipy neighbor next door, saw that Mr. Li was honest and made up every word she said.
Li Yingying is not that kind of person, she couldn't help it.
I got up and went out, stood at the door, and looked at the expressions on everyone's faces as if they were watching a show.
"Aunt Zhang, your Xiaoli is fourteen years old now. Do you want me to talk to the young master and send her to serve him?"
Li Yingying's words were merciless, and Aunt Zhang couldn't utter a word for a while.
"You guys have finished your work early in the morning, and you come here to grumble."
Everyone thought that Li Yingying was upset and left in disappointment.
No wonder, the original owner was a gentle person who usually spoke softly and would never say such words.
However, Li Yingying, whose parents died when she was young, relied on herself and worked part-time to earn a master's degree.
She knew best that it was not worth letting other people's words affect her mood.
But Li's father and mother looked very unhappy. They had been slaves for generations and their thoughts were no longer stable.
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