69novels Chapter 36 Stomach Medicine
Chapter 36 Stomach Medicine
Wen Nian went back to the villa at night, took a shower, and put on the ointment.
I didn't feel any pain when I got hurt in the morning, and I was busy rehearsing in the afternoon and didn't get distracted. Now that I rest, I feel a little swelling and pain.
Fortunately, a small piece of bandage was left behind from the wrist injury last time. Wen Nian cut a piece and pasted it on the place where the ointment was applied, so as not to get it all over the place.
When I went downstairs, I saw the living room lying on the floor again.
"Go back to bed after taking a shower." Wen Nian walked over and said.
Everyone shook their heads: "I don't have any strength left."
Wen Nian turned up the temperature of the central air conditioner in the living room to prevent them from catching a cold after sweating.
Xia Nan now wished he had a cold and a fever to take sick leave, and said in a low voice, "Lin hurriedly told me that the voting results are out, and the playlist will probably be "Horse Racing" tomorrow morning."
"What vote?" Shen Han wrinkled his face, "Don't tell me that Director Wu is so crazy and even made a song list to vote for. How about this KTV with some songs?"
After finishing speaking, he took the time to raise his head and said "thirsty" to Wen Nian.
"This time it's not Director Wu, it's spontaneously organized by the water friends in the live broadcast room. Every day, the wake-up ringtone you want to hear is played on the barrage, and the administrator counts and initiates a vote," Xu Yixin said, "The program team said that it will refer to the daily voting situation, But judging from the situation a few days ago, it is basically the same as the result of the election.”
Shen Han: "Do they want to hear the wake-up bell? I'm too embarrassed to point them out."
Xu Yixin continued: "It seems that tens of thousands of people vote every day."
"How much?!" Xia Nan choked violently, looking up like a goose that had only been strangled by the neck, "Isn't the live broadcast room only available for voting?"
Xu Yixin: "Yes."
Xia Nan: "?"
That means how many 7 people voted after 10:[-] in the morning?
For the bar street king who used to turn day and night upside down, starting at 7 o'clock is simply a fantasy.
"They really don't need to sleep."
Li Siyuan: "It is said that there are people who wait until 7:[-] in the morning to vote before going to bed."
Everyone: "..."
At this moment, sleep at 7 o'clock and wake up at 7 o'clock are silent.
Xia Nan took out his phone and tapped twice.
After a while, the erhu sound of "Horse Racing" sang in the whole villa.
Xu Yixin was overwhelmed: "Damn it, it's not over yet, don't you think it's not enough to listen to one round in the morning?"
Shanan: "I just want my brain to get used to it."
Everyone: "..."
"As for "Horse Racing", let's just race the donkeys, the donkeys in the production team are not as tired as us." Shen Han sighed.
Wen Nian laughed: "It's already ten o'clock, the donkey and the horse have rested, go take a bath."
"I'll lie down again." Shen Han said weakly.
"Do you want more water?" Wen Nian asked after taking his empty glass.
Shen Han shook his head.
Wen Nian turned to leave, but Shen Han suddenly grabbed his trousers.
"By the way, Niannian, when I went to the balcony to collect my clothes in the morning, I seemed to have moved the pot of little hibiscus to the shelf beside it!" Shen Han seemed to have just remembered, and sat up immediately, "It's been exposed to the sun for an afternoon. Will it wilt?"
"Probably not," Wen Nian said, "I'll go and see."
Shen Han jumped up from the ground: "I'll go too."
Wen Nian is very concerned about these two potted flowers. Although the small hibiscus is sun-resistant and likes light, the sun has been particularly strong recently, and direct sunlight is always not good.
It's fine if the rose is sunburned, at worst, go to his brother to steal a few branches, one time raw and second time ripe, but the little hibiscus is just one pot.
The most important thing is that he heard from his friends that Little Hibiscus is prone to sudden sudden death.
A good potted flower will wither when it withers, so it is not necessary to use the word "violent death".
Fortunately, the little hibiscus is still blooming.
Wen Nian moved it back into the built cabin again: "It's okay, there is also a baffle on the shelf."
Only then did Shen Han let go of his nerves, changed to another place, and leaned back on the chair as it softened into a puddle of mud again.
Wen Nian was about to speak when the phone rang suddenly—it was Fu Lin.
Wen Nian entered the room and closed the balcony door, then answered the phone.
Fu Lin's voice sounded: "Niannian, you are at the villa now."
Wen Nian: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Fu Lin: "Is the key Huai Jing gave you there?"
key?
Wen Nian paused: "Yes."
"That's good, then whoever you or Xiaohan is free now, help me go to his side to have a look."
Now at this point in time... Wen Nian's heart tightened.
"What's wrong with Mr. Shen? He didn't answer the phone again?" But after seven o'clock in the evening, he sent him the photo of the ointment and said a few words.
When Shen Han heard the word "Mr. Shen", he quickly put down his phone, raised his head from the chair, and asked "what's the matter" with his mouth.
Wen Nian whispered, "Wait."
"No, it's because I'm not at ease."
Fu Lin's voice was very steady: "Today's schedule is a bit rushed. He didn't eat anything all day. In the evening, he met with the director he worked with before and drank some wine. When he went back in the evening, his expression was not right. I I’m afraid that he’s going to make a mistake, so I’ll ask you to check it out for me.”
"Don't ring the doorbell, just go in with the key. It's best if you're asleep. If you don't sleep, let him take two pills." Fu Lin paused suddenly, and said, "It's because he doesn't live in the villa over there often. I don’t know if I’m ready or not.”
"Can all stomach medicines be used? Or is there any specific medicine?" Wen Nian said while running downstairs, and Shen Han also ran down.
Fu Lin: "There's nothing special about it. If it's not serious, you can take regular stomach medicine."
"There's a medicine box over there in the program group, I'll go and have a look." Wen Nian came down to the hall in twos and twos.
Xu Yixin and the others' voices reached Fu Lin's ears through the screen.
"What's the matter, it's in such a hurry."
"Be careful of the injury on your knee."
Fu Lin frowned: "Did you hurt your knee?"
"I knocked it down during practice in the morning," Wen Nian casually replied, concentrating on looking for stomach medicine in the medicine box, "Will Weisu Granules work? Has he ever taken it before?"
"There are also some comprehensive stomach nourishing capsules."
Wen Nian took a brief look at the instructions on the outer packaging, and found that they were all conventional stomach medicines.
"Okay," Fu Lin was afraid that Wen Nian would be too worried, so he immediately said, "He's just a chronic problem, it's nothing serious, if there is a real problem, I won't let him go back by himself at night."
"If you hurt your knee, take a good rest. Give Xiaohan the keys and medicine, and ask him to go."
"it is good."
Let Shen Han go, Wen Nian thought.
It's not my knee problem, but I think Shen Han knows better than him, and it's more convenient.
"The medicine is here—" Wen Nian turned around, and saw Shen Han's extremely tangled expression.
Wen Nian: "?"
Shen Han listened to the general idea, and Fu Lin sent him another message, basically understanding the situation, but the problem is...
"Why don't you go there every year..." Shen Han scratched his head, and after careful consideration, he suddenly said: "Your body is more fragrant."
Wen Nian: "...?"
Everyone: "???"
"No, I mean I lay on the ground for a whole day, and there was nothing clean all over my body. My brother 100% wouldn't let me enter the room."
"Don't wait until you have a stomachache if you don't have a stomachache."
"I can testify to this," Xu Yixin stood up, "When we were studying, we climbed trees and climbed over walls and made a mess of our bodies, and we never approached Mr. Shen."
Xia Nan: "Mr. Shen is still obsessed with cleanliness?"
Xu Yixin thought about it.
"Cleanliness doesn't count, maybe it's because I don't see too many bad things?"
Shen Han: "What a mess? Who?"
Xu Yixin tugged on Shen Han's dusty clothes: "See if it's bad."
Shen Han: "..."
Wen Nian: "..."
The matter of Shen Huaijing was on his mind, Wen Nian didn't listen to them very much, he rummaged through the medicine box again, trying to find two hangover medicines, only to remember that Shen Huaijing brought the hangover medicine last time, here No.
The program team prepared a lot of gastric medicine, Wen Nian picked a box of each category, went upstairs to get the key, and walked to the opposite side.
The villa on the opposite side was dimly lit, only the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor was faintly lit, and it looked like he was asleep.
Brother Lin is right, it's best if he can fall asleep and don't disturb him, but in case he wakes up, wouldn't it be scary to suddenly open the door and come in at this time?
After thinking for a long time, Wen Nian still sent a message to Shen Huaijing.
【Mr. Shen, Brother Lin said that your stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I brought medicine here. If you are awake, please send me a message. 】
Until they reached the gate of the villa, there was still no message from the other end.
The sensor light at the door was on, and by the light, Wen Nian let out a shallow breath, and closed the keyhole that he had held so tightly that his body temperature was stained with the key.
"despair--"
The living room was dimmed, and Wen Nian stood at the door and called out softly, "Teacher Shen?"
No one answered.
Following his memory, he found the switch at the entrance, and Wen Nian turned on the light.
On the sofa in the living room lay a car key, a suit jacket and a silver-gray tie.
The tie was scattered on the armrest of the sofa, and it looked like it was torn off casually, and then put away casually.
The living room was as clean as ever, with black, gray and white as the main tone. It was afternoon a few times, and I didn't notice the sunlight coming in. Now when I turned on the lights, I realized that even the light of the chandelier had a faint cold tone.
The layout is similar to Erxia Villa, but because it is too spacious, it seems unpopular.
Wen Nian went straight through the living room and walked upstairs along the spiral staircase.
His pace was not slow, but he walked very lightly.
At the end of the stairs, there is a horizontal corridor. In the dark corridor, only one room is lit.
The light came out through the crack of the open door, half of it fell on the gray rhombic carpet in the aisle, and half of it hit the opposite white wall, forming a beam of light.
The air conditioner in the room still seems to be fully turned on, even standing in this position, you can feel the coolness.
Wen Nian hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over, raised his hand, and knocked on the door very lightly three times.
Still no answer.
Wen Nian thought he wasn't nervous, but the moment he stood at the door, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, showing all the nervousness in his subconscious.
He looked down at the medicine bag in his hand before regaining his composure.
It happened for a reason, and it wasn't...not entering someone's bedroom at will.
"Excuse me." Wen Nian said softly, and pushed open the door.
The air conditioner that had been stored in the room all night suddenly lost its restraint, and rushed towards the door.
Shen Huaijing was lying on the bed, as if he had just washed it not long ago, wearing gray cotton pajamas, facing the door with his head tilted slightly, and the back of his right hand resting on his eyebrows as if to shade him.
The quilt was barely covered, and there was still moisture in the hair on the forehead.
fell asleep.
Wen Nian was stunned for a while.
Shen Huaijing was completely different from the one who squatted in front of him at noon to check the wound.
Wen Nian couldn't tell where the feeling of peace and worry came from, and how to explain it, so he walked forward slowly, pulled the quilt up, and covered his heart.
When I turned around, I came across the plastic medicine bag that had just been placed at my feet.
The plastic medicine bag made a rustling sound, and Wen Nian suddenly remembered Fu Lin's words.
Brother Lin said he didn't eat anything all day, is it okay to take medicine on an empty stomach?
Wen Nian frowned, glanced at Shen Huaijing on the bed, and quietly went downstairs to the dormitory with a medicine bag.
I have checked the instructions on the stomach medicine one by one, except that one pack of granules needs to be taken half an hour before meals, and the rest should be taken after meals.
Wen Nian: "..."
Wen Nian got up and walked to the kitchen.
The kitchen utensils are all available, many of them have not even been removed from the plastic packaging, and they have not been touched at first glance. Wen Nian also guessed, turned around and went to open the refrigerator again.
Wen Nian: "..."
Except for coffee, which is light beer, and ice cubes in the freezer, there is nothing else.
The refrigerator is so empty that it can be stuffed into a chill.
Wen Nian sighed, and sent a message to Shen Han.
Ten minutes later, Shen Han appeared at the door holding a bag of millet and a handful of green vegetables.
"Is my brother awake?" Shen Han asked with a suppressed voice.
Wen Nian: "No."
Shen Han continued to lower his voice, as if handing over to a secret agent: "Then why cook porridge now?"
Wen Nian looked at him: "What's wrong with your throat?"
Shen Han: "I'm afraid my brother will hear."
Wen Nian: "..."
"I don't know if Mr. Shen can hear you. If you keep your voice down, I won't be able to hear you."
Shen Han's voice amplified a little, and he pointed to the ingredients that Wen Nian took over.
Wen Nian: "Brother Lin said that Mr. Shen didn't eat anything all day, and those stomach medicines should be taken after meals."
"Cook it yourself, it's so troublesome, why don't I order a takeaway." Shen Han said.
Wen Nian: "There is a casserole in the kitchen, and it's quick to cook some porridge."
Shen Han thinks about it too, it seems that other things can't be kept, the casserole is better in heat preservation, and he can eat it when he wakes up.
Looking at the bag of millet, Wen Nian thought that Shen Han didn't eat anything tonight, half of the pot was boiled, and the whole pot was boiled, so he asked, "Are you hungry? There seems to be an insulated box in Mr. Shen's cupboard. If you are hungry, wait for it." Let’s cook it and bring some back to you.”
Shen Han opened his eyes round.
Wen Nian: "?"
Shen Han cautiously said, "Are you going back later?"
Wen Nian: "..."
Wen Nian closed the door.
Forget about starving.