Fortunately, Song Yingchun was persuaded by me in advance, and the construction of the constant temperature room has been halfway completed. The foundation part has been almost completed, and there are almost two or three layers of stones and soil. It is considered a rapid progress. As for the wheat on the other side, Yunwen said that there are some signs of growth, but without fertilizer to promote it, the yield and cold resistance will be affected to some extent.

As for the culture medium in the snakeskin bag, I asked Yunwen to take a look. There was a small function inside. In order to maintain a certain temperature for cultivation, I could only temporarily place it not far from the fire to promote the growth of mycelium as much as possible.

There was no shelter here, and the sea breeze blew directly on our faces. Yunwen and I could only snuggle up to each other, hiding in our coats to keep warm. The wound on my leg worsened, and Yunwen hurriedly took off all the purple-leaf nettles on it to avoid any more adverse effects.

"Zhou Bo, it's all my fault. I had to go to that dangerous area, which forced you to compromise like me." Yunwen said.

"It's useless to feel sorry for yourself now. On a deserted island, natural disasters and man-made disasters are the most normal things. If you give in, you will lose to nature. The great leader told us that fighting against the sky, the earth and people is endless fun! We should make it our goal and overcome difficulties to protect ourselves and survive." I said.

"But now you are poisoned and your wounds are festering. The only way to relieve the symptoms is to rely on Sister Bailu's medicine. I can't do anything, and Sister Bailu doesn't look like she can treat you well. If we always ask her for help, she will humiliate you more and your life will be difficult..." Yunwen said.

"When encountering a problem, what we should think about is how to solve it, especially in a place like this. So my idea is to list the problems and tackle them one by one, and things will slowly get better. As for Song Bailu, I will let her experience the punishment for playing tricks. I have always been clear about rewards and punishments." I said.

Yunwen nodded, but still worried, so she kept biting her tempting and tender lips and said, "How should I list them?"

"First, our main problem now is this disease, and Song Bailu just asked you to prescribe two medicines, which must be toxic for internal and external use. If we can figure out how to solve them, we won't be controlled by them. Second, I am indeed unable to move now, and she will take advantage of my illness as much as possible to prolong my weakness and do what she should do, and make me get used to asking her for help. But in the meantime, this solution can only be used against her as it comes." I said.

After all, Yunwen is not as smart as Song Bailu. She probably only understands half of what I say. But just understanding half is enough. The key lies in cooperation.

In the next few days, just as I expected, Song Bailu gradually began to expose her true colors. First, she asked Yunwen to cook every morning, and she and Yingchun deliberately got up late. Then, during the meal, she deliberately did not leave any portion for me, and only gave it to me after I begged her. She wanted to train me to be her slave in the future.

I didn't buy it. I wouldn't eat if she didn't give me food. She wanted to restrict me, but she also wanted to use me in the future, so she couldn't starve me to death. In the end, she compromised and left me two pieces of venison to fill my stomach. But what she didn't know was that every time Song Yingchun would secretly leave me a little extra and let Yunwen hide it for me.

After that, she became more and more aggressive. She controlled Yunwen, not allowing her to go out to collect herbs, and not allowing her to touch the wooden box. She was also very stingy in giving me herbs, just to prevent me from getting well early. The poison of the purple-leaf nettle would take effect on me every now and then, and the itchiness would feel like thousands of ants were drilling into it. She would wait for me to beg her for medicine, but I still held on and did not compromise with her at all.

She was not satisfied with me, so she took it out on Yunwen. I asked her to do all the odd jobs I could find, so she wouldn't be idle. She had to collect firewood, saw wood, mix mud to make a constant temperature room, clean the surroundings, do laundry, wash dishes...

Whenever she saw Yunwen was free, she would arrange something for her to do. Anyway, she wanted to make Yunwen feel bad, and also make me feel bad.

During that time, I was so angry when I saw Yunwen exhausted every day and forced to keep watch at night, but I had no way to do anything about it.

She was very smart. She controlled the herbs tightly, so my condition was under her control. At the same time, she controlled Yunwen, the only variable for me, which meant forcing me to submit to her. But as a man, I kneel to the heaven, to the earth, and to my parents, but I would not kneel to such a villain to beg for mercy.

About three days later, the constant temperature room was ready and the culture medium was placed in it. According to my previous design, I used water to increase the humidity and used firewood to burn a kang to raise the temperature of the constant temperature room, roughly to keep the temperature of your palm at a moderate level, that is, between 20 and 28 degrees. If you continue to maintain it, there will be no problem. Check it once in a while. If it is too low, burn some firewood. If it is too high, open the specially made top soil cover to neutralize the outside temperature.

Therefore, the issue of cultivating mycelium in the culture medium has been temporarily stabilized.

Without the constant temperature room, the Song sisters had even less burden. They idled around every day, making some desserts and enjoying the flowers and the moon by themselves, leaving Yunwen to do this and that, and basically left me, a patient, alone. What's worse, sometimes they would starve me for a day or two, simply treating me like an animal.

A week passed in a flash. When I woke up from the cold in the morning, I found that there was frost on the ground around me, and a thin layer of ice began to condense on the water in the basin, floating on the spring.

Winter has quietly arrived...

Although the wound on my leg has recovered somewhat after so long and has barely formed a scab, the toxicity of the purple-leaf nettle is still affecting my skin. It can only be relieved by a special medicine made by Song Bailu, but she kept the prescription secret.

Yunwen snuggled in my arms, shivering from the cold. The recent abuse had made her face pale and her health unwell. I saw it with my own eyes and felt pain in my heart.

I was just about to get up and try my legs, but I saw Song Yingchun coming over. She looked mysterious, afraid of being discovered.

"Brother Zhou Bo, are you awake?" Song Yingchun said softly.

"What? What new way have you thought of to torture me?" I sneered.

She shook her head and said, "My sister said that there is not enough salt. She plans to go to the beach with me to get some seawater, and then use the large filter you made to get some fine salt. She will probably leave this afternoon, so I came to let you know."

"You still expect me to get you salt?" I said mockingly.

"It's not me who wanted to do this. It's my sister who did it. Can you please stop taking your anger out on me?" Song Yingchun said.

"Didn't you help her? It's not too much to say that you two are birds of a feather," I said.

"No matter what you say, I don't care what you think of me. Anyway, there is an opportunity in front of you. It depends on whether you cherish it or not... If you kiss me now and satisfy me, I will tell you the prescription. After my sister and I leave in the afternoon, you can ask Zhang Yunwen to prepare the medicine for you, which can also relieve your pain. Will you do it?" Song Yingchun said seriously.

"Do you think I will kiss you now? There is a time for you to feel amorous, okay?" I said, shaking my head.

"You only have one chance. If you miss it, my sister will wake up soon. You can do whatever you want." She said stubbornly with her head held high.

Seriously speaking, she is quite pretty, with a cherry mouth, a rosy face and big pretty eyes. She is a pretty baby-faced beauty. In the civilized world, she must have no shortage of boys chasing after her. But she insisted on me kissing her, which surprised me deeply.

At this time, Yunwen moved gently on my shoulder and smacked her lips. I saw that her eyes were dark, her face was pale and thin, her bones were bony, and her delicate hands were covered with calluses. I also had some thoughts in my mind.

Then, I held Song Yingchun's neck. She was very nervous, closed her eyes and trembled with excitement. I also moved closer, and our lips touched...