Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 276 Calligraphy
The dark green medicinal liquid covered Fu Yunhe's shoulder in the blink of an eye.

Hot is the first feeling.

For a moment, Fu Yunhe felt that he was the shrimp that was about to be cooked, and he felt that he must turn red.

Pain is the feeling that follows it.

Before he got used to the temperature, there seemed to be tens of millions of ants, and each ant's leg was a sharp knife, dancing crazily on his skin.

Every time it jumped, the blade cut through the skin, and the medicine liquid got in through the gaps made by the cleaning, causing bone-piercing pain.

This kind of pain did not subside in the slightest as time went on, but became more and more severe.

The little dancing ants were no longer satisfied with being on the surface of the skin, they tried their best to penetrate into their own flesh, each holding a drill bit, drilling into their own bones.

At this time, Fu Yunhe's head had big beads of sweat dripping down from his head, even if his head hadn't touched the water, it was already safely soaked.

But he just gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He must be able to survive.

Some people have no way to change their physical problems throughout their lives, and he, if he has an opportunity, if he doesn't seize it, he himself will not forgive himself.

Outside the door, Nian Shutong didn't leave. She knew exactly what this kind of pain was like, because she had experienced it when she was in the world of cultivating immortals.

After a great war, her meridians were severed and her foundation was destroyed. Relying on this medicinal soup, she re-cultivated all the way and returned to the peak.

The pain is beyond description.

She leaned against the door panel in surprise but not surprise, and Fu Yunhe inside didn't make a sound.

It's a man!
Nian Shutong stood until Haha came in carrying hot water, she stepped out of the way, turned her back, and let Haha go in.

Haha walked in with a bucket of boiling water, and at a glance, he saw Fu Yunhe who had blood stains on his lips, bruised veins, and gritted his teeth.

This time, Haha didn't laugh at Fu Yunhe, he lifted the bucket and said, "I'm going to pour water."

"Crash-"

With the injection of hot water, the medicinal effect was stimulated again, and a new round of pain increased several times, making Fu Yunhe's fist clenched tightly, as if the joints on it seemed to pierce through the flesh.

Haha held the bucket and took a deep look at Fu Yunhe.

"Xiaohe, haha, I think you are a man now. My commander said that those who are willing to endure hardships and can endure hardships, no matter what the result is, they must be respected."

"You deserve Haha's respect."

After Haha said this, he quietly closed the door, allowing Fu Yunhe inside to continue soaking.

The Fu Yunhe in the medicine soup really made Haha feel a little bit off guard, and he almost couldn't help it in one breath.

Half an hour should have been quick.

But here at Fu Yunhe, every second is really a torment.

During the period, Haha came in to add hot water twice, and after half an hour of soaking, Haha also came in, and really lifted Fu Yunhe casually, and put him on the bed.

Even though Fu Yunhe is not wearing any clothes now, he can no longer lift a finger to stop him haha.

The haha ​​who had just expressed respect to him has disappeared, replaced by a very curious haha.

Haha dressed Fu Yunhe, and curiously pointed at Fu Yunhe with a finger.

"Xiaohe, can you eat it when it's cooked?"

"Xiaohe, will you be red in the future? I see that after the shrimp is cooked, it can't change back."

Haha was trying to dress Fu Yunhe, but after wearing it for a long time, it didn't seem to have any effect.

And his question, of course no one can answer him.

Nian Shutong, who was standing at the door, shouted speechlessly.

"Haha, cover him with the quilt and come out, you don't need to wear clothes."

"Okay." Haha happily responded, took the quilt to cover Fu Yunhe and said, "Let me tell you, sleeping like this is very comfortable."

Fu Yunhe's brain had stopped working, he just blinked his eyes, expressing that he didn't want to know about it.

"Haha, I always sleep like this, but if you fart, you must lift the quilt, or you will feel uncomfortable."

Haha looked like he was conveying the truth, and he was teaching Fu Yunhe very seriously.

Fu Yunhe has only one thought, you should go back to the one who doesn't like him haha, he doesn't want to know such a private question at all.

"Haha! Come out!"

Nian Shutong heard Haha's words clearly, and she felt that if Haha was not coming out, it would be fine for Fu Yunhe to make medicine soup, but maybe he would be pissed off by Haha.

Haha even tucked in the quilt for Fu Yunhe, gave him a naive smile, and went out.

The room finally returned to calm, and the moment Haha went out, Fu Yunhe had already closed his eyes.

When he closed his eyes, Nian Shutong walked in, pulled Fu Yunhe's hand from under the quilt, and wrapped it around his wrist.

The effect is not bad.

Such a medicated bath will take about three months to half a year, and it should be able to solve Fu Yunhe's system problems.

Of course not every day, soak once every three days.

The effect of the medicine will deepen every time, that is to say, the first time is actually the easiest.

Nian Shutong put Fu Yunhe's hand back and whispered: I hope you can hold on.

Chance, she was given.

Nian Shutong got up, closed the door gently, and went back to her room.

Fu Yunhe, who was lying down, opened his eyes for a while, and then closed them again.

He must be able to hold on.

On the other side, Nian Shutong, who went back to the room, did not go to practice either.

In the past two days, she will take a break and combine work with rest.

She first took out the paper, ink, brush and inkstone she bought earlier, and before going to the promotion, she also promised Mr. Yu to write a picture for that Principal Shu.

After the paper is laid, what to write is a problem.

After thinking for a while that the other party was the principal, Nian Shutong began to write.

After finishing writing, let it dry, roll it casually, put it in a straight tube, and send it out.

Nian Shutong, who was sent away, went to bed after tidying up.

The courier that was sent away went straight to Principal Shu's house day and night.

At about one o'clock in the morning, the courier arrived.

The delivery robot took a look at the delivery rules of Principal Shu's home, and did not choose to prohibit delivery at night, so after the robot received the goods, it delivered them to Principal Shu's home.

At one o'clock in the morning, the doorbell of Principal Shu's house rang.

At this time, Principal Shu fell asleep early, and a regular doorbell woke him and his wife up.

Two people came down from upstairs in their clothes, somewhat angry, who is it?

It's too rude to come to the door at this time.

The old couple don't like to be waited on, so there are only a few robots doing housework at home, and nothing else.

Principal Shu first glanced through the doorbell, it was a delivery robot.

He first said to his wife: "It's my fault for delivering the goods. I forgot to check the option not to accept the goods at night."

Mrs. Shu just yawned and said urgently, "You take it yourself, I'm going back to sleep."

Principal Shu nodded and opened the door.

(End of this chapter)