Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 447 - 446: Sister Changes Medicine, Gets Better on the Spot

Chapter 447: Chapter 446: Sister Changes Medicine, Gets Better on the Spot

Lin Huaizhou couldn’t tell his story because Lin Nianhe was going to change his dressing.

"Brother, can I cover your eyes with a face towel? I get nervous when you look at me like that." Lin Nianhe held the iodine-soaked cotton swab, her hand trembling as if she really was nervous.

Lin Huaizhou quickly agreed: "Okay."

He took the face towel, folded it twice, and covered his eyes.

Lin Nianhe gently tore off the adhesive tape on his face with her left hand, and quickly switched the medicine in another bottle with the ointment from her space with her right hand.

At this moment, another benefit of her space was fully exhibited; the medicine from the bottle entered her space without a drop left, leaving the bottle as clean as it was when it was sterilized at the factory.

However, Lin Nianhe could only swap one bottle of medicine. She had no place to exchange the ointment that promotes wound healing she previously used for Daxi.

It was not a big problem, as Lin Huaizhou was covering his eyes.

Lin Nianhe lifted the gauze, looking at the wound, her breathing slightly hurried.

Her brother was handsome, but now there was a scar about an inch long on his beautiful face, stitched with four stitches.

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips, her fingers holding the cotton swab as she disinfected and changed his dressing.

Lin Huaizhou, fearing she would be upset seeing the wound, comforted her: "Xiao He, just do whatever, it doesn’t hurt."

"You’re not made of iron, how could it not hurt?" Lin Nianhe lowered her eyes, her movements in changing the dressing crisp and efficient.

"It really doesn’t hurt." Lin Huaizhou stubbornly insisted.

Lin Nianhe ignored him, applying the medicine swiftly, and then added a layer of gel-like ointment that promotes regeneration of skin tissue.

This ointment was very comfortable to apply, cool and slightly pain-relieving.

Lin Huaizhou didn’t know she had applied a different medicine, and laughingly said, "I told you, if my sister changes my dressing, I’ll definitely recover faster." He took it as a placebo effect.

Naturally, Lin Nianhe didn’t explain. She cut a new piece of gauze to cover the wound properly, and continued to treat the wound on his leg.

A bullet had grazed Lin Huaizhou’s leg, fortunately missing the joint and only damaging the flesh.

Seeing the wound showing signs of inflammation, Lin Nianhe asked him, "Brother, did you take any anti-inflammatory medicine?"

"Ah, I forgot."

Lin Nianhe rolled her eyes at the face towel on his face.

After applying iodine on the wound, Lin Huaizhou’s body tensed, but he didn’t make a sound.

Lin Nianhe disinfected and dressed his wounds as quickly as possible, handling the two serious ones, then grabbed Lin Huaizhou’s right arm and applied medicine on the scrapes there as well.

Lin Huaizhou grinned widely: "Sis, I think I’m all good now."

Lin Nianhe gave him another look, handed him anti-inflammatory and pain relief pills to take, and also had him take his temperature.

Fortunately, there was no fever.

Lin Nianhe lowered her eyes and started packing up, while Lin Huaizhou watched her, then remembered what he was talking about before: "Xiao He, you mustn’t be blinded by Su Yuncheng, understand?"

Lin Nianhe felt somewhat helpless and curious: "Aren’t you two good brothers? Why do you have such a big objection to him?"

"Brothers are brothers, but him wanting to be my brother-in-law is impossible." Lin Huaizhou coldly snorted, "You have been frail since childhood, and he’s away from home for ten months a year, what will you do?"

Lin Nianhe never expected that Lin Huaizhou’s reason for disliking Su Yuncheng was this.

She thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "What if..."

"There’s no ’what if’! If he dares to have improper thoughts towards you, I’ll break his legs!"

Lin Nianhe glanced at Lin Huaizhou who resembled a mummy, and felt reassured.

Lin Nianhe didn’t want to continue this topic and extended her hand towards him: "Give me the meal tickets, I’ll go get us food."

Lin Huaizhou thought she was hungry, hastily took out meal tickets from the drawer for Lin Nianhe, and instructed her, "Eat in the cafeteria and then bring it back to me; I’m not hungry."

"Alright, you rest."

The winter in Beijing was much warmer than in Hei Province; Lin Nianhe wore a military coat over her sweater and left the house carrying a food container.

She rode her old bicycle to the cafeteria, got two servings of food, and hurried back.

When she was almost home, she happened to meet Minister Huang.

"Little one, come here." Minister Huang waved to Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe smiled and pedaled hard twice, stopping in front of Minister Huang: "Uncle Huang, what a coincidence, I was thinking of visiting you in a few days."

"I can’t wait that long; I heard from your old man that you were back and I came to find you after work." Minister Huang said with a smile, "Let’s talk inside your house."

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe parked her bicycle at the entrance, carried the food container, and went inside with Minister Huang.

"Uncle Huang, please take a seat; I’ll just deliver the food to my brother and then come back."

"I’ll come see him too." Minister Huang did not sit down and followed Lin Nianhe to see Lin Huaizhou.

Upon seeing Lin Huaizhou in such a bad state, Minister Huang kept clicking his tongue: "You’re seriously injured, kid."

Lin Huaizhou grinned: "Uncle Huang, why trouble yourself to see me? I’m fine, just a minor injury; it will be better in a couple of days."

Minister Huang bluntly told the truth: "I’m just passing by, I came to see your little sister."

Lin Huaizhou: "..."

This truth didn’t really need to be said.

Lin Nianhe set a small table on the bed, opened the food container for Lin Huaizhou, and said, "Brother, eat first. I need to discuss something important with Uncle Huang."

Lin Huaizhou: "...?"

Had his parents forgotten to tell him something important?

Why didn’t he know there was something important between his little sister and Minister Huang?

Lin Huaizhou was full of doubts, but received no answers as Lin Nianhe had already taken Minister Huang out.

In the living room, Lin Nianhe was about to make tea for Minister Huang, but he stopped her: "Don’t fuss over such fancy things."

Knowing his urgency, Lin Nianhe quickly fetched the specially brought Head Flower samples.

While opening the cloth bundle, she explained, "These are the ones you’ve seen before; we used more suitable materials. These are the ones you haven’t seen yet; please have a look."

With Wong Xiao’s efforts mediating between the factories, collaboration was smooth, and the materials were acquired quickly. Today’s Head Flower samples were no longer the crude models of the past.

Minister Huang examined each sample with a serious expression, occasionally making comparisons.

While he was examining the Head Flowers, Lin Nianhe poured him a cup of hot tea.

After a while, Minister Huang smiled and nodded at Lin Nianhe: "Very good, very good, just like the head flowers in foreign movies."

Seeing his satisfaction, Lin Nianhe also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The textile factory is already expanding. We plan to first produce a sufficient amount of domestic Head Flowers, and after determining the foreign trade order quantity at the Trade Fair, we will then uniformly step up production of the export Head Flowers, to minimize initial investment and potential losses for the factory. What do you think?"

"That’s alright; Lan County can’t afford too much turmoil." Minister Huang took a sip of his tea and then seemed to remember something, asking Lin Nianhe, "Little one, did you come back early this year just for this?"

Lin Nianhe’s eyes tightened, subconsciously glancing at the calendar on the wall.

January 7, 1976.

She looked at the calendar, gently shook her head; her expression was solemn and earnest, a look Minister Huang had never seen before.

"No, I came back early because there’s a most important matter I need to handle."