At midnight, Bai Song cooked the soup and sent it to Miss Lin's room as usual.
Bai Song has personally taken care of Miss Lin for three days, but has had little communication with her.
You can only enter the room once a day when delivering medicine, put down the medicine, and leave after being told twice.
Bai Song knew very well that the two of them were husband and wife in name, but in essence they were master and servant.
The last time he had a pulse diagnosis and saw Miss Lin's face, Bai Song always had an unforgettable feeling in his heart.
In the past, Bai Song naturally did not dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about Miss Lin.
In the current Bai Song Dynasty, there is no difference between the poor family and the noble family in their thinking, and they even think that with their modern thinking, it will only take time to capture the heart of the young lady.
Perhaps it was the relationship that was not worthy of the name that made Bai Song feel more concerned and expectant of Miss Lin.
"Miss, I've brought the medicine."
"Ahem...please come in."
Bai Song opened the door, put the decoction on the table, and was about to say that he had found a cure for the young lady.
Miss Lin, who was lying on the couch behind the screen, said weakly: "Doctor, there is a money bag on the table. Take the money bag and climb over the wall from the south side of the yard."
Bai Song was slightly startled: "Miss Lin, what do you mean by this?"
"Cough cough cough..." There was another short cough inside the screen, and then Miss Lin said, "I know my own body well. Your decoction is indeed better than the previous doctor, but my body bones are really too weak. This disease
It has been delayed for a long time, and my body is getting worse. Even if I can survive for a few more days, I will eventually die in the long run. I don't want innocent people to die with me, so you should just take the money and leave."
What Ms. Lin said is true. Without streptomycin, there would indeed be no cure for her illness.
It's just that he didn't expect that Miss Lin would make such a decision when she knew she was going to die, which really surprised and touched Bai Song.
If he was only attracted by Miss Lin's soft beauty before, now, Bai Song is attracted by another kind heart.
"Ms. Lin, you don't have to worry about your condition anymore. I was just about to tell Miss Lin that I have found a cure for her."
There are all people in the world who are greedy for life.
Hearing that there was hope for improvement in her illness, Ms. Lin's voice was obviously more hopeful.
"Do you really mean what the doctor said?"
"I'm here today just to treat the young lady. I'm going to come inside right now?"
"Um."
After giving a gentle voice, Bai Song walked around the screen and arrived in front of the young lady's bed. Seeing that the young lady was still wrapped tightly, he couldn't help but feel a little pity.
Don’t you know how graceful and graceful your little body is under the quilt?
I guess he will be very thin, right?
Bai Song took out the syringe and quickly caught Miss Lin's attention.
"What is this?"
"The syringe contains medicine to cure the lady's illness. Later, the medicine will be injected directly into the lady's blood through a needle hole using a method similar to acupuncture."
Ms. Lin's eyes widened, and she had never heard of a drug that was directly injected into the bloodstream without taking it orally.
Bai Song was about to start, but suddenly thought and added: "Miss Lin, before that, please promise me something."
"Um?"
"This method is a secret of my family and cannot be known to outsiders. Please don't tell anyone what happens next."
It is natural that the fewer people know about things that transcend the background of the times, such as syringes and streptomycin, the better. If they are exposed, I don’t know how much trouble there will be in the future.
Miss Lin nodded and waited for Bai Song to proceed.
But when it was time to take action, Bai Song suddenly realized a very serious problem.
This streptomycin has a large dose, strong drug effect, and is accompanied by strong pain, so it is not suitable for intravenous injection.
In other words, it must be spanked on the butt!
So difficult to handle.
If the other party was a modern person, Bai Song would have no pressure.
But the other party is an ancient person, and she is a yellow flower girl!
Bai Song froze beside the bed for a long time, not knowing how to start.
Miss Lin looked at Bai Song and asked, "Doctor, why don't you take action yet?"
Bai Song wiped the sweat from his forehead and said awkwardly: "Um...Ms. Lin, this treatment is a bit special. It requires acupuncture on the buttocks..."
"You scumbag...me!"
Miss Lin paused after speaking, and her expression of shame and anger was gradually replaced by a touch of red clouds.
She tilted her head, as if she had thought of something, and said lightly: "You are my husband. If you mean to be frivolous, there is no need to say such irrelevant words."
Speaking of the word "husband", Miss Lin's eyes flashed with a touch of tenderness, as charming as the rippling spring water.
This is not a liking for Bai Song, but an ancient woman's sincerity in her feelings.
"You and I are connected by fate, so why would we treat you lightly when you are seriously ill? This method is indeed special, please believe me."
Miss Lin was silent for a long time and finally nodded.
Bai Song nodded, then reached out and lifted a corner of Miss Lin's quilt.
A pair of white and tender little feet are closed tightly, like lotus roots.
Looking at the person again, he had already crawled under the quilt, covering his head, not daring to look at anything.
Bai Song smiled and gently took off his heavy cotton pants, just like a lotus root shedding its skin, gradually revealing the snow-white color inside. Bai Song couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
This is too white and too tender!
Hasn't this young lady ever gone out to bask in the sun?
Bai Song suddenly became unprofessional, his old heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously reached out his hand and touched the snow-white lotus root gently.
The little rabbit in the quilt was so frightened that he curled up suddenly, then tried hard to force himself to relax, slowly stretched out a little foot and hooked Bai Song's arm.
The situation of being blind is really different from all the situations Bai Song has encountered.
First of all, this girl is too young.
Then this girl's identity is his wife, or an ancient wife.
In addition, they had never had any contact with each other and were not familiar with each other at all, so everything had a strong sense of freshness.
Bai Song really couldn't simply regard this woman as his patient.
A pair of white and tender legs is so attractive, and when I look up at the even more attractive snow-white color, my mouth drops to the ground.
Fortunately, the little rabbit didn't see it, otherwise the scene would have been exciting enough.
"Can you hurry up... hurry up..."
There was a squeaking sound coming from the quilt, which was infinitely shy and alluring.
Bai Song finally concentrated and worked for a few minutes before finally placing the needle on that little butt.
Before he knew it, Bai Song was sweating profusely.
Under the quilt, Miss Lin was blushing and tearful, regretting that she had believed this kid's lies.
He said "I won't treat you lightly when you are seriously ill"!
Touching my thighs before was not enough.
What’s the point of touching and rubbing the ground while you’re getting an injection?
Does he want to make someone frivolous to death before he is satisfied?
But he was the husband in name only, so there really was no place to cry!
Bai Songli knew that his hands were not clean when he gave the injection, so he told the young lady to have a good rest and her condition would be cured soon.
Then he slipped out of the room like he was fleeing, but he didn't forget to smell his palms under the sun. He was filled with joy and shouted: "It smells so good..."