After several bottles of IV fluids, Luo Shimiao's fever finally subsided. Fearing a relapse, Gu Nian asked the doctor to prescribe some fever-reducing medication for future use.
As Luo Shimiao came out, he ran into Qiao Zhixi and Jin Hongxuan. He saw Qiao Zhixi's hands, which were swollen like pig's trotters, and Jin Hongxuan next to her. Although he was wearing a mask, his eyes were swollen into a line, and the mask could hardly cover his face.
A burst of laughter echoed through the hospital entrance.
Seeing the strange looks coming from all around, Gu Nian covered Luo Shimiao's mouth and said, "Keep laughing once you're in the car."
Luo Shimiao's shoulders trembled slightly.
Jin Hongxuan's eyes, swollen to the point of being just a slit, stared viciously at Luo Shimiao's retreating figure.
Back in Bailing Village, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. After taking a bath, Luo Shimiao went to bed early to rest.
Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, the sound of sobbing beside her made her impatiently open her eyes and look at Qiao Zhixi, who was sitting on the bed wiping away tears.
"Why are you crying again?" Jiang Xue had just comforted her and gone to take a shower, and the woman started crying again in just a few minutes. Was she made of water? She could cry so much.
Qiao Zhixi looked at Luo Shimiao with red eyes: "My hands are sore and itchy, and I can't scratch them. Waaah, they're so swollen, will I have to have them amputated?"
Luo Shimiao rolled her eyes. This woman was indeed an idiot. Frustrated, she got out of bed, found a plastic bag, and went downstairs to rummage through the refrigerator.
"It'll feel better if you put it on. Don't cry, it's so noisy." Luo Shimiao put some crushed ice into a plastic bag and tossed it into Qiao Zhixi's arms.
Qiao Zhixi felt the cool sensation, stopped crying, and whispered, "Thank you."
Luo Shimiao glanced at her, then lay back down on the bed to continue sleeping.
The next morning.
Luo Shimiao opened her eyes, her brows furrowed. She pinched her throat with her slender fingers; it was as dry as a desert. She touched her forehead; it was a little hot.
After washing up, I went downstairs to get some water.
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
A tall, slender figure caught my eye out of the corner of my eye.
Luo Shimiao put down her water glass: "Good morning, Teacher Gu."
Gu Nian walked to Luo Shimiao's side and gently touched the girl's smooth forehead with his large hand.
His brow furrowed, and his unusually high temperature told me he had a fever again without even taking a reading.
His dark eyes swept across the doorway. Work hadn't started yet. Director Li was sitting on a recliner in the corridor, eating breakfast.
With long, straight legs, the man walked towards the door, looking down at Director Li and asking in a cold voice, "I'd like a breakfast."
After swallowing the steamed bun in his mouth with difficulty, Director Li asked Xiao Zhang to get another one. Although this was against the rules of the program, he dared not offend this powerful figure.
Gu Nian handed the steamed bun to Luo Shimiao: "Eat it all, then take your fever reducer."
Luo Shimiao blinked at Gu Nian, wondering where he got the steamed buns. She decided to eat them first, no matter what.
"My favorite meat bun, thank you."
"You eat too." Luo Shimiao wrapped it in a tissue and handed it to the man.
The man frowned slightly. He didn't like steamed buns, but looking into the girl's bright eyes, he ate them anyway.
Half an hour later, the live stream went live, and this is what viewers saw when they entered the live stream room.
The girl sat on the kitchen roof, hugging the chimney, and defiantly said to the man below, "I won't take the medicine, I'd rather die than take it, unless you make it as sweet as candy."
Live stream chat, bullet comments.
—【Is it this exciting so early in the morning?】
—How did that woman get up there? She really is a monkey incarnate.
—【It's just taking medicine, is it really necessary to make such a fuss? So dramatic!】
——【Get out if you're not going to read!】
It turns out that Luo Shimiao, who is fearless, is most afraid of taking medicine; she hates anything bitter.
Gu Nian pressed his temples, saying with a headache, "Shi Miao, come down first."
Luo Shimiao: "No way, you're a really bad man, you just prey on kind and innocent girls like me."
"………………"
The man's dark eyes flashed as he looked at the girl's defiant expression and slowly said, "One pill costs 100 yuan."
Luo Shimiao's eyes widened; his expression was the epitome of someone who's greedy for money.
"200." Luo Shimiao released the chimney, stood up, put his hands on his hips, and began to bargain with Gu Nian.
A cool, clear voice said, "150."
Luo Shimiao smirked and snapped his fingers: "Deal."
As he leaped from the three-meter-high rooftop, Director Li's heart was pounding. Only after seeing the person land safely did his anxiety subside.
Since that night, after watching Luo Shimiao perform his eighteen martial arts skills, Gu Nian's emotions have remained unmoved.
"123... There are 9 pills in total, that's 1350 yuan." Luo Shimiao found a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled something down.
After finishing writing, he pushed the paper in front of Gu Nian and said, "Teacher Gu, please sign this. Words alone are not enough...hehe."
Gu Nian closed his eyes and sighed, then picked up a pen and quickly wrote his name in a vigorous and powerful hand, completing the task in one go.
"You've signed it, shouldn't you take your medicine now?"
"Eat, eat, eat." Luo Shimiao folded the IOU and put it in his pocket.
"Yue..." Luo Shimiao suppressed the urge to vomit, quickly finished the medicine, and drank two glasses of water to dilute the bitter taste in her mouth.
Because Luo Shimiao was still not fully recovered, she chose to do some simple tasks.
Gu Nian was carrying a large bundle of water plants, and Luo Shimiao was holding a fishing rod. Their task was to help Uncle Zhou feed the fish in the fishpond. After completing the task, they could catch two fish in the fishpond.
However, there is a time limit; if you do not catch a fish within half an hour, the reward will be forfeited.
Feeding the fish is very simple; just scatter the aquatic plants evenly into the fishpond and the task is complete.
Gu Nian was adjusting the fishing rod. Luo Shimiao originally wanted to fish, but gave up after seeing the bait in the bucket. In the village, earthworms were used as bait for fishing.
Luo Shimiao particularly disliked these long, smooth animals.
Uncle Zhou's fishpond was in a rather remote place, and Luo Shimiao rarely had a moment of peace.
Looking at the man's handsome profile, Luo Shimiao said, "Teacher Gu, are you confident you can catch a fish within half an hour? The production team is so mean; they made us feed the fish before letting us fish. The fish are already full."
Gu Nian chuckled softly: "There are always a few fish with good appetites that haven't had enough to eat, and your boiled fish fillets won't escape you."
Luo Shimiao saw a patch of dense grass not far behind him, walked over and pulled up a large handful of grass, spread it on the ground, and also made a spot for Gu Nian.
Luo Shimiao plopped down on the grass, just as Gu Nian cast the fishing line into the pond. Luo Shimiao cupped her cheeks and looked expectantly at the float.
Ten minutes later, Luo Shimiao, who had been full of anticipation, looked like a wilted sunflower, staring blankly at the water.
Gu Nian remained calm, glanced at Luo Shimiao, and slowly said, "You must be patient when fishing."
"It hasn't even bitten the hook in 10 minutes. Is it a bird's stomach? It'll be full after a couple of bites of grass." Just as he finished speaking, the float was tugged. Luo Shimiao jumped up, excitedly pointed at the float, and whispered, "It bit! It bit!"
The photographer held his breath, watching to see if they could successfully catch a fish.
The quiet environment was shattered by a sudden scream.
"Ah... Wang Dachun, please, let me go."
The fish underwater seemed startled by the sudden sound, and the float stopped moving.
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