Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 132 - 131: Have You Seen Wang Xue?

Chapter 132: Chapter 131: Have You Seen Wang Xue?

The dog being kicked twice incident, Lin Nianhe learned about it the next day.

Hence, when Su Yuncheng came back with steamed buns and porridge, Lin Nianhe’s eyes shone with little stars when she looked at him.

Su Yuncheng frowned and immediately said before she could speak: "Your fever hasn’t subsided, you cannot be discharged from the hospital."

Lin Nianhe blinked, "I just wanted to ask, that dog from yesterday, did you really kick it?"

Sick and not fully recovered, Lin Nianhe’s voice was weak and soft, sounding extremely like she was standing up for that wolf-dog.

Su Yuncheng turned his head to glare at two gossiping men in the distance.

Zhou Xu raised his hand directly, pointing at Feng Wei: "Brother Cheng, I can testify, he said it."

Feng Wei: "...!"

The chubby kid widened his eyes in disbelief looking at Zhou Xu, "But wasn’t that what you told me last night?"

Zhou Xu spread his hands: "Firstly, Uncle Liu mentioned it when he came, and secondly, even though I repeated it to you, I never told you to tell Sister Lin."

Feng Wei blankly sat on the hospital bed, staring at Zhou Xu with his eyes wide, seemingly pondering why their brotherly bond could be so fragile.

The two-hundred-pound chubby kid was close to feeling wronged to death.

Su Yuncheng, impatient listening to their nonsense, was bringing a bun to Lin Nianhe while saying: "At that time, the dog dashed up blocking the way, I was in a hurry chasing someone and had no better choice."

He dodged her gaze, his heart guilty, not daring to meet her eyes.

He left while she was still asleep, and the first question she asked upon his return was about the dog, so, she really likes that dog?

Su Yuncheng guessed, probably.

She wouldn’t dislike him over a dog, right? Su Yuncheng felt somewhat nervous.

Lin Nianhe took the bun, holding it without eating, her gaze at Su Yuncheng growing brighter: "Brother Yuncheng, you’re really amazing! The dog chased me yesterday...I almost couldn’t escape!"

Just thinking about the dog made her angry—after eating her steak, it even continued chasing her, absolutely shameless!

Su Yuncheng: "I... huh?"

He looked up, his eyes touched with a hint of surprise.

So, she doesn’t blame me?

He observed Lin Nianhe’s expression, judging by the way she took a bite off a quarter of the large bun, she seemed extremely happy.

Su Yuncheng relaxed, sat down on the stool, and handed her the rice container with porridge, cushioned with a towel: "Have some porridge."

"Okay." Lin Nianhe freed her hands and took over, sipping the sticky and soft millet porridge.

Su Yuncheng cracked open an egg, silently peeling it.

Lin Nianhe asked him, "Have you eaten?"

"You eat first," Su Yuncheng replied, holding the egg, looking at her.

Seemingly, he had no hands left.

Lin Nianhe caught his movement, her cheeks tinged slightly red—logically, he should be feeding the egg directly to her mouth, right? Ah, it’s quite embarrassing...

Su Yuncheng didn’t give Lin Nianhe a chance to feel shy.

He just held the egg, waiting until Lin Nianhe finished the bun, then handed the egg to her.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Should she blame Su Yuncheng for being oblivious, or should she blame the times?

Lin Nianhe glanced at Su Yuncheng’s face.

Of course, blame the times.

After Lin Nianhe had her fill and drank enough, she measured her temperature again, thirty-eight point five.

She nestled in the blanket, turning to look at Su Yuncheng: "Brother Yuncheng, can we discuss something?"

Su Yuncheng: "You cannot be discharged."

Lin Nianhe: "I didn’t say I wanted to be discharged!"

Su Yuncheng looked at her, his lips curling into a smile: "Then what do you want to do?"

Anything but discharge was fine.

Lin Nianhe: "I want to go home."

Su Yuncheng: "..."

He sighed softly and smiled.

He tucked in the corner of her blanket and said, "Be obedient."

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips and reached out her left hand to him, "The injection is too painful, I think taking some medicine will make me feel better."

"I don’t think that’s going to work for you," Su Yuncheng flatly refused, "Why don’t you sleep a bit more?"

Lin Nianhe wanted to say she wasn’t sleepy, but she yawned as soon as she opened her mouth.

Her mouth seemed to have a mind of its own.

Su Yuncheng said, "I have to go out for a bit this morning. Just sleep peacefully, although those two are not much help, they can still keep an eye on you."

The unhelpful Feng Zhou silently nodded.

They also knew that during these troubled times, Su Yuncheng had placed Lin Nianhe in this ward partly because he hoped they could look after her a bit.

Lin Nianhe pulled out the dagger she had just untied from under the pillow, "You go ahead, I have a knife."

Su Yuncheng was slightly taken aback, "You’ve been carrying it all along?"

"Yes," Lin Nianhe nodded, "Otherwise, how could I have run away yesterday."

Su Yuncheng stuffed the dagger back under her pillow and said, "Alright, sleep, don’t be afraid."

Lin Nianhe asked him, "Will you be back at noon?"

Her soft voice seemed a bit coquettish.

Su Yuncheng’s heartbeat accelerated, he nodded, "I’ll come back. What would you like me to bring for lunch?"

"Anything is fine." Lin Nianhe’s eyes were barely staying open, and as soon as she finished speaking, she drifted off into a sleepy daze.

Su Yuncheng sat for about ten more minutes, waiting until she was deeply asleep before getting up.

As he passed by Feng Zhou, he whispered, "Keep a good watch."

"Yes, Brother Cheng, don’t worry," Zhou Xu assured with a serious expression, "Watching people is my old expertise."

"Mm."

Su Yuncheng left.

Lin Nianhe didn’t know whether he actually came back at noon because when she woke up, it was already the afternoon.

She had sweated a lot, her clothes were nearly soaked through, and her muscles were so sore she wondered if Wen Lan had beaten her with a sack...

"Hezi? You’re awake?"

Lin Nianhe, looking at the enlarged face in front of her, weakly asked, "So, did you really beat me up while I was sick and sleeping?"

Such an abrupt statement obviously wasn’t something Sister Lan could comprehend.

She straightened up and turned to Wang Shumei, "Meizi, I think Hezi has become delirious because of the fever!"

Wang Shumei helplessly pulled Wen Lan aside, then checked Lin Nianhe’s temperature and let out a sigh of relief, "The fever has gone down."

Lin Nianhe was also a bit more lucid now and looked at her saying, "Sister Shumei, I’m thirsty."

Wang Shumei mixed some hot water into the cooled boiled water, and seeing that Lin Nianhe had no strength to get up, she said to Wen Lan, "Xiao Lan, help her up."

"Oh."

Then, Lin Nianhe was suddenly yanked up from the bed by the collar by Wen Lan.

The suddenness nearly made Lin Nianhe gasp for air.

Lin Nianhe: "Did I say something wrong while talking in my sleep?"

Just as Wang Shumei was about to answer, Wen Lan said, "You didn’t talk in your sleep."

Lin Nianhe felt reassured.

They probably didn’t intend to torture her to death.

Wang Shumei, helplessly glaring at Wen Lan, handed the teacup to Lin Nianhe, "Looks like you’ve been up to no good...but never mind, that’s not important right now."

Lin Nianhe drank most of the cup, easing the dryness in her throat, before asking, "Why are you here?"

"We came with the captain."

Wang Shumei looked at Lin Nianhe with a serious expression, "Nianhe, did you see Wang Xue?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Yesterday, when we returned from the mountain to the Educated Youth Corps, you, Wang Xue, and Fu Aiguo were all missing. They still don’t know where they are. So, when you were kidnapped, did you see Wang Xue?"