I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Get out of here!" After Tu Huaining gave Lin Jin the injection, she stood guard in front of Lin Jin's window like a hen protecting her calves. She was especially furious when Lin Lin tried to get close to her. "If you dare to get close again, I'll kill you now."

She shouldn't have waited, she should have killed this man first.

Although Lin Lin was worried, she did not lose her composure. She looked at Lin Jin, whose face was beginning to turn purple, and said, "You are so excited because you realized that your acupuncture can't save her, right?"

Anaphylactic shock and laryngeal edema may also occur. If the treatment is delayed any further, a tracheotomy may be required.

Having felt sore, Tu Huaining wanted to eat Lin Lin alive: "Get lost!"

"I can save her. You can't save her, but I can." Lin Lin pushed Tu Huaining away and said coldly, "If you don't want her to really die, don't stop me!"

Song Shiqiu stopped Tu Huaining and regained his composure, with no signs of joy or anger: "Let her save him. If Lin Jin lives, the Lin family will survive. If Lin Jin dies, the Lin family will perish."

Lin Lin didn't have to worry about anything this time. With human life at stake, she took out the syringe and other things openly, established an intravenous channel for Lin Jin and injected the medicine into her, and then gave Lin Jin an IV.

"We have to wait for a while." Lin Lin even took out the oxygen cylinder and nebulizer. After breathing oxygen, the bruises on Lin Jin's face slowly faded away, and her breathing gradually became stable.

Tu Huaining pushed Lin Lin aside and went to check Lin Jin's pulse. After she found that Lin Jin's condition had indeed improved, she was relieved. However, she was not completely relieved. She looked at those strange things and asked, "What are these?"

Tu Huaining asked the same question that Song Shiqiu wanted to ask. The strangeness of Lin Lin reminded him of Chunzao.

"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Lin's original intention was to save Lin Jin, but that didn't mean she had to answer Tu Huaining's words, "It's my fault today, but I'm more anxious than any of you, my sister, so I don't need you to point fingers at me."

"Your sister, huh, is so shameless." Tu Huaining glanced at her, very dissatisfied with her words, "If you hadn't given her the wrong medicine, she wouldn't be in such danger."

Song Shiqiu focused his attention on Lin Jin who was lying on the bed: "How long will she continue like this?"

He wanted to take Lin Jin back after she woke up.

Lin Lin hesitated for a moment, then gave a wider time frame: "Half a month."

If the medicine is taken in time, a week should be enough, but the physical constitution of people in this era is unknown, so she cannot make a complete guarantee.

Song Shiqiu frowned: "When will she wake up?"

"I don't know." Lin Lin did not answer him. No one could guarantee the answer to this question, especially since Lin Jin was still running a high fever.

Lin Jin felt like she had walked through the gates of hell. When she opened her eyes again, she felt something was wrong. If this was a hospital, shouldn't she see a white ceiling? Why was it an antique-style bedtop? If she hadn't put it back on, why were there IV bottles and oxygen masks?

Could it be that she has gone into some novel again without knowing what it is?

Lin Jin was thinking in a daze when Song Shiqiu's face suddenly appeared in front of her. She blinked, but her confused consciousness made her unable to think too much. She just knew that she was still in this novel, and she smiled.

It’s great to still see them.

"Still laughing, you almost died and you don't even know it." Song Shiqiu was angry and helpless, "Why didn't you tell me that you were not feeling well yesterday? If you really want to live in the Prime Minister's Mansion, would I chase you away?"

A court doctor dared to neglect him. It seemed that what he said last time was not enough.

Lin Jin's head ached, and she couldn't hear clearly. Song Shiqiu's words were not clear in her ears, more like a buzzing sound that made her feel even more uncomfortable. She frowned in pain: "It's so noisy."

Song Shiqiu's face froze, but looking at Lin Jin's distracted and unfocused eyes, he couldn't say anything harsh: "If you feel uncomfortable, just close your eyes and go to sleep. Why force yourself?"

Lin Jin actually didn't understand what Song Shiqiu said, but she did feel uncomfortable. She closed her eyes after Song Shiqiu finished speaking, as if she was being obedient. Until now, she didn't notice that her hand was being held by Song Shiqiu.

Song Shiqiu held Lin Jin's cold hand. He didn't know whether his sister's hand was cold, but he felt that it would not be colder than Lin Jin's hand now. There was no temperature at all, as if it had been soaked in ice.

He didn't know that this was a normal phenomenon of intravenous drip. At this moment, Lin Jin was like a fragile vase in his eyes. He was afraid that this hand would never be warm again.

Tu Huaining was also standing by. She looked at Song Shiqiu with a frown on her face. Her eyes were like she was looking at a wild boar eating her cabbages. She obviously disliked it, but she couldn't beat him.

But if she is willing to always hold her cousin in the palm of her hand, this is not impossible.

Tu Huaining's attitude towards Song Shiqiu now is acceptable, but she is particularly disgusted with him. As a result, the person she dislikes is already outstanding.

Before Lin Lin left, he taught Tu Huaining how to change the medicine and told her clearly which bottle to change in order, so the job of the nurse fell entirely on Tu Huaining.

Lin Jin was unconscious and finally slept soundly under the effect of the medicine, but when she woke up she felt like the sky had fallen and she almost died without knowing it. The heroine actually took out the infusion device in front of so many people. Although this behavior did not lead to self-destruction, it was almost the same.

She looked at the IV needle on the back of her hand, her face full of who I am and where I am.

"What are these?" Lin Jin tried hard to act surprised. An ordinary person would be surprised to see these, right?

"I don't know, weird things." Tu Huaining was also studying the syringes and empty infusion bottles. Lin Jin was out of danger, and she didn't need to keep staring at them. She finally had time to look at these strange things.

Lin Jin wanted to cry. She felt like things were going in a weird direction. Although her throat hurt, she continued to pretend she didn't understand. "Then, what about this on the back of my hand?"

Indwelling needles, which means she will have to continue to get injections later, which will definitely be a confrontation with the heroine. She can pretend in front of Tu Huaining, but can she really pretend in front of the heroine? After all, this is something she has learned for four years. Even if she has been here for a few months, the muscle memory still exists.

I want to die, I really want to die, especially in this situation, it would be better to just die.

"I don't know." Tu Huaining looked at the IV needle in Lin Jin's hand and always felt it was an eyesore.

Lin Jin's heart sank, and she leaned against the pillow in despair: "What's wrong with me?"

Even if she had a fever or poisoning, the heroine wouldn't have needed to help. What happened? Could it be that she had a tumor?

"You caught febrile disease last night, and your elder sister used reckless medicine and almost killed you." Tu Huaining said as he exerted force with his hand and bent the piston core of the syringe.

Lin Jin understood what was going on as soon as she heard it. It shouldn't be the heroine's fault. She probably didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence of anger in the world.

She looked at the bent syringe and swallowed, but even such a simple action made her feel like swallowing a knife: "Is that so."

Although I know that the second female lead and the female lead are enemies, it doesn't have to be like this, right?

"Has Song Shiqiu been here?" Lin Jin suddenly remembered that she seemed to have seen Song Shiqiu in a daze.

Tu Huaining glanced at Lin Jin strangely: "He was here and left not long ago. Do you want me to send someone to stop him?"

"Why are you stopping him?" Lin Jin didn't understand, but suddenly a light flashed in his mind, "He just left not long ago?"

Doesn’t that mean... Song Shiqiu also saw these modern medical tools?

So what happened to her before wasn't a dream?

She thought she had a near-death dream and then saw Song Shiqiu, but it turned out to be true?

"Well, I've been guarding you for a whole day." There was something strange in Tu Huaining's voice.

Lin Jin blinked. Why did Tu Huaining's voice sound sour? Was he jealous?

Thinking that Tu Huaining might be related to the original owner, Lin Jin was not so scared: "Well, the adults should be worried that Sister Shi Xia is sad, don't get me wrong."

She suddenly wanted to slap herself. Who could believe such a thing?