I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Why are you so stupid? Don't you know to beg for mercy every time Song Shiqiu punishes you?" Lin Jin said. She could no longer see the faces of the people clearly as her eyes were blurred by tears.

"Don't cry, girl. We are thick-skinned and it won't be a problem." Ping Wu said hurriedly.

"Nonsense." Lin Jin covered her face, feeling that it was all her fault. "It's all because of my poor health that I got you into trouble."

Xun Mian reached out and held Lin Jin's hand, whispering softly, "What nonsense are you talking about, young lady? It was our fault for not taking good care of you, how can you blame you? If we hadn't neglected you, you wouldn't have been in such a dangerous situation today."

Xing Er also forced a smile: "That's right, girl. It's not up to us to decide whether to get sick. I don't want to get sick, so how can I blame you?"

Tu Huaining had a headache watching from the side. She guessed that Lin Jin would cry again after seeing this, given her soft-hearted nature: "Their injuries will heal after a while. Song Shiqiu didn't ask them to serve you with injuries. Rewards and punishments are clear, why are you crying?"

Lin Jin glared at Tu Huaining: "You have no heart."

Sometimes she really envied Tu Huaining's iron heart.

"Mr. Tu is right, young lady, being clear about rewards and punishments is the way to rule your subordinates." Xunmian didn't have a handkerchief on her, so she could only wipe Lin Jin's tears with her hands. "Young lady's face is all red from crying, and people will laugh at you if they see you."

Lin Jin pursed her lips. This was why she didn't like so many people serving her. She often regarded this relationship as an employment relationship. However, the rules of this era would always pop up at inexplicable times to give her a blow and remind her that she was thinking too simply.

Her words and deeds not only concern her own life, but also the lives of others. Her life is her own, but also more than her own.

"You've seen enough people, it's time to go back and rest." Tu Huaining looked worried. Why would he run around when he was sick? "If your condition doesn't improve tomorrow, Song Shiqiu might blame them again if he knows you ran out so late at night."

Lin Jin looked at her in disbelief: "You are using them to threaten me!"

But she just fell for it.

Lin Jin left, looking back every few steps. After returning to her bedroom, she held Tu Huaining's hand and said, "Huaining, I know you are a good doctor. Can you help them and not let them feel so much pain?"

Tu Huaining snorted: "Who do you think looked at their injuries? If it wasn't for me, would they have been able to talk to you just now?"

Lin Jin burst into laughter: "Thank you."

"You are nice to other people." Tu Huaining said with a depressed tone.

Why do you only get close to me when I ask for help?

"They are not just any other people. These girls all treat me kindly." Lin Jin explained with a smile, leaning against a soft pillow to ease the discomfort in her body.

Tu Huaining hesitated to speak, wanting to ask if he was someone else? Was it possible that he was not sincere in his treatment of her?

But she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips. After all, it seemed that her relationship with Lin Jin was no longer close, and she did not spend as much time with Lin Jin as she did with the four girls.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Jin could see that Tu Huaining was unhappy, but she didn't understand why Tu Huaining was unhappy.

Tu Huaining looked at her without making a mistake: "Mingming, you are the one who is really heartless."

"I'm going to sleep outside. If you feel uncomfortable at night, just call me." Tu Huaining said this and went to the outer room.

Lin Jin: “?”

How come she has no heart?

Why do I feel like the second female lead has entered puberty, a little emotionally unstable and a little hard to understand? Although she was unpredictable to begin with, now I don’t understand her any more.

But Lin Jin looked at the indwelling needle on the back of her hand and quickly put Tu Huaining's little awkwardness behind her. She was thinking about what to do. How could she avoid being discovered when the heroine came tomorrow? How could she pretend to be an ancient person?

This is really a difficult thing. What if the heroine takes out the infusion device and she puts her hand out before she can say anything? What if she can't help but adjust the flow rate of the infusion device?

She was afraid when her major didn't match her job, and now that it does, she's still very afraid.

Lin Jin lay on the bed and began to worry about her future. Now there was no need for the heroine to deliberately test her, or she might be exposed. She had the illusion that she should not have suffered this, but had done something wrong in her previous life and had to bear it.

Lin Jin pretended to be busy. He was obviously groggy but couldn't fall asleep. Or maybe he had slept too much and couldn't fall asleep again so quickly. He closed his eyes just before dawn.

When he opened his eyes again, the IV had been hooked up. Lin Jin felt relieved, as if he had escaped a disaster.

"I want some water." Lin Jin's throat felt uncomfortable, and her voice was like a broken bellows when she spoke. But when someone brought her a glass of water, she suddenly felt that she might as well die of thirst.

Asking a villain to serve you water will shorten your life, right?

"Sir?" Lin Jin wanted to cry but had no tears. It was fine if Song Shiqiu came, but why did he have to do this kind of thing? There were other people around.

Song Shiqiu remained calm, helped Lin Jin up, and put the cup of water to Lin Jin's lips: "Yeah."

Lin Jin felt that this glass of water was as hard to swallow as poison. She closed her eyes in despair: "Why are you here?"

"This is your boudoir, and I really shouldn't have barged in. But you pulled out the needle yourself while you were sleeping, so I had to watch you." Song Shiqiu said this, but his eyes did not fall on Lin Jin.

Yesterday, Lin Er said that this hand should not be moved at will, otherwise it might get edema. He was worried that the maids would not be able to take good care of it, so he had to watch it himself.

Lin Jin wanted to say that this was not what she meant, but looking at Song Shiqiu's ears which turned red unconsciously, she thought that this was probably a very extraordinary behavior for Song Shiqiu. After all, she had really seen how much this person cared about red tape.

"Where's Huaining?" Lin Jin looked left and right. Logically, shouldn't Tu Huaining still be there?

"She is decocting medicine for you." Song Shiqiu originally wanted to ask other people to decoct the medicine while Tu Huaining watched over it, but Tu Huaining said that only she could do it, which led to this embarrassing situation.

"Why didn't you mention the separation of sex when you held my cousin's hand yesterday? You're being so particular now, what a hypocrite."

Tu Huaining's words rang in Song Shiqiu's ears for no reason. Song Shiqiu pretended to put the teacup on the table, looking like he was very busy, but his eyes fell on Lin Jin's lips for no reason. It seemed that this cup of water did not quench his thirst.

"Would you like some more?"

"Can I?" Lin Jin was indeed still very thirsty, but she really didn't dare to order Song Shiqiu around, and she didn't even dare to expect Song Shiqiu to take the initiative to pour her another glass.

Song Shiqiu didn't say whether it was okay or not, he just poured another glass of water and handed it to Lin Jin. This time Lin Jin didn't drink it from his hand, but took it carefully. He looked at his empty palm and had a strange feeling.

Lin Jin took the empty teacup and carefully put it back into Song Shiqiu's hand: "Excuse me, sir."

Song Shiqiu just looked back and forth between Lin Jin and the teacup and didn't say anything.

Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat: "Sir?"

"When you feel better, come back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with me." Song Shiqiu changed the topic and talked about other things.

"Why?" Lin Jin couldn't understand why Song Shiqiu was so upset. "Is it because this incident caused trouble for you, sir?"

It's not okay to be so unpredictable, right?

Song Shiqiu frowned: "Is that what you think?"

"What else?" What else could she think?

"Have you ever thought that you might be in danger here at any time? If you had not come back at that time and stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion, even if you were sick, the palace doctor would have treated you in time, instead of like now." Song Shiqiu's face had no expression, but he made people feel angry for no reason.

You almost lost your life and you still care about whether it is troublesome or not, you idiot.