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Chapter 48 Liu Lan: This, this is an external illness!

After finishing their meal in a daze, Liu Lan asked Lu Chi for a packet of cold and flu medicine to give to Shan Heman. A group of kids who weren't planning to go home yet had their eyes on the fireworks Zhou Zijin had brought. They had been planning this for a long time and were just waiting for nightfall to wander around the house, yard, and woods, looking here and there to digest their food, like old cadres taking a stroll.

The class monitor, academic representative, and discipline committee member built a snow house and a snowman family of three, attracting a crowd of onlookers; Shu Le used soapy water to build a foam ice wall three rows high, earning a series of "Wow, awesome!"; Shu Weixi, Yuan Ziqing, and others were inspired by this and fully infected by their artistic talents, running to kick trees to make the snow fall, shooting slow motion, cutting frame by frame, trembling, and hanging up red books.

Just as a group of people, unusually quiet, were making quiet comments while watching the setting sun, Shan Heman suddenly staggered towards the woods ahead, bent over, and vomited—

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The incredulous gaze of Sang Biao, who was more than a hundred meters ahead, suddenly met hers. She froze for several seconds, then slowly pulled her feet back in the original footprints, carefully and meticulously reburying the cat litter she had just squatted in again and again.

"I...I'm sorry..." Dizzy and disoriented, Shan Heman seemed to realize that her behavior had been far too presumptuous, causing the maximum psychological harm to a cat. She reacted slowly for a while, stammering an apology: "It wasn't you...I...Ugh..."

After much hesitation, Master Sangbiao finally fled in disarray.

Liu Lan's charging steps suddenly halted. As the saying goes, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. Once it got dark, Uncle Xuande's courage essentially vanished: "Man...man...man...man...who are you apologizing to?!"

Dan Heman: "It...it..."

"Who? Who?!" Liu Lan was on the verge of tears, clinging tightly to Ran Qingfeng's arm and pushing her along. "You guys have to go and drag Xiaoman back! She's been acting strange ever since we went up the mountain. She...she has an external illness; she must have attracted some unclean thing on the mountain!"

"Huff..."

Dan Heman's mind began to blur, and he felt dizzy. His thin body staggered and he simply fell face down in the snowdrift.

"Grain Buds?!"

"Full!"

"Full!"

Dan Heman seemed to hear a series of echoing voices. Then, the lights were bright, the bed was warm, and Liu Lan and Ran Qingfeng were indeed still in front of her: "I...I'm sorry...I...Has everyone left?"

Ran Qingfeng pinched her cheek and laughed heartily: "What time is it? Old Yang took them down before dark. Yeah, each of them was carrying a bag of stewed pork, their teeth were showing in their grin. Actually, they were already pretty drunk, but Old Deng was afraid that if he left them here, there would be a few more or fewer people on duty tomorrow!"

"Man, you scared me to death! Waaah!"

"I..."

Dan Heman felt a pang of sadness in her heart, while a complex warmth welled up in her chest. She thought about her first meeting with these people after transferring to this school and class, moving dorms, getting meals, and attending tutoring sessions. One thing after another, they even met her mother. And now, this was such a disappointment. In short, for some reason, she suddenly felt vulnerable, her eyes moist and her vision blurred.

At this moment, Lu Ying helped an old man to the bedside. The old man took her pulse and said, "Girl, your health is so poor, you need to be even more careful. No matter how tired you are from school, you still have to be careful. These days, you can't underestimate even a small cold or fever!"

"Um..."

"Let her rest well. If she wakes up again during the night, heat up the rest of the medicine and feed it to her. I'll brew another dose tomorrow, three doses in total, that should be enough."

"Hey, Uncle Jiu, you should get some rest too."

"Ha! I'm in better shape than her! If I hadn't been so reckless when I was young and injured my back and leg, I could climb this little mountain just as fast as Eighth Master! Only that bastard would need someone to come and get him!"

"Okay, okay... You should go and rest now..."

Dan Heman watched as Lu Ying helped the old man out. She clearly wanted to say something, but in the end, she couldn't resist her exhaustion and drifted off to sleep.

"She's awake?"

Lu Chi, Zhou Zijin, and Zhu Gaizhi walked in, looking travel-worn and chilly, and placed a package on the bedside table.

"Hmm... she's dozing off again..." Ran Qingfeng tucked the blanket around her. "My god, that was terrifying! Forty degrees Celsius, I don't know how she was even able to stand up!"

"It's alright, what did Uncle Jiu say?"

Lu Chi also breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he had called Uncle Jiu, and the production team had sent a medical staff member to accompany the crew. Otherwise, with Lao Yang and these people demanding an ambulance and other things, they would have dragged Shan Heman down the mountain that very night, leaving him half-dead.

"It's just that my constitution is weak, my health is poor, I'm malnourished, I have anemia, low blood sugar, I caught a cold, I'm anxious and worried, my underwear is too tight, I have stomach heat, and I ate a lot of mixed seafood and other things..." Ran Qingfeng listed them off as if they were her own treasures, gesturing to indicate the names: "While saying this, she inserted a few needles, swish, swish, and then fed me a small spoonful of powdered medicine, and the fever immediately went down!"

Zhu Gaizhi asked blankly, "What? Malnutrition... Can these weird attributes like 'ber' really be put together?"

Malnutrition and not having enough to eat are two different things!

"I know, but... never mind..."

Liu Lan was still trembling: "Really...really not something to be ashamed of?"

Zhu Gaizhi sighed: "With such a coward, you deserve to live in the dorms. Hey, you're not even afraid to walk at night, are you? By the way, do you even know what the girls' dorms are like at school—"

"Ugh! I don't want to hear it! You have someone to sleep with, but I don't have anyone to sleep with! Shut up! Get out of here!"

"Keep your voice down!"

"Oh..." Liu Lan hugged Ran Qingfeng with a pitiful expression, taking the opportunity to nuzzle her head against her chest: "Baby Qingfeng, how about we share a bed tonight?"

Zhu Gaizhi and Zhou Zijin exchanged glances, and a thought simultaneously popped into their minds: best friends are the easiest to fool; they both thought it was a joke before their hand reached in!

Then Zhou Zijin immediately received a hard slap on the waist: "What are you thinking about, laughing so lewdly?"

Zhou Zijin was stunned: "Wait, no, you!"

Ran Qingfeng shoved aside Liu Lan, who was trying to take advantage of the situation: "Lu Chi, you've made two trips up and down the mountain this afternoon, how are you?"

Lu Chi added firewood to the fireplace, giving her a look of utter disdain: "Even if I walked all night on foot through the mountains, I could still send you flying with a single punch the next morning. I'm begging you, look in the mirror. Your eye bags are so heavy, people would think you're the one who's sick!"

Ran Qingfeng swallowed her anger and said, "You bastard..."

Zhou Zijin said, "Perfect, shall we continue tonight and set off fireworks while we're at it?"