The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

The next day, Bian Yue woke up with a high fever in the morning because she did not change her wet clothes in time and had a fight the day before.

Shen Suihe took her temperature, it was 38.9 degrees. If her fever continued, she would go crazy.

Ba Ru came back from the river with a wet towel in his hand, still mumbling something.

"Who cares what she does? It's best to burn her to death. My wife is kindhearted. If it were me..."

"If it were you, you would have poured cold water on me a long time ago."

Bachel was very helpless. His sister's mouth would sooner or later cause trouble.

Snapped!

"How dare you talk to your sister like that, little brat!"

Batchel covered his head with his hands, frowning, "Sister, I'm already this old, can you please stop hitting me?"

His hands are still so strong, even though he has been eating the same thing since he was a child. How did he develop such strength?

In the woodshed.

Shen Suihe sighed and looked at the flushed woman. If this road was still not passable, the other wounded would not be able to hold on.

"Ma'am, here comes the wet towel."

Ba Ru walked in with a wet towel, but didn't even look at Bian Yue.

"Give it to me, you hold Bian Yue, I'll wipe her first."

After Shen Suihe took the towel and did some physical cooling for Bian Yue, he himself ended up sweating profusely from exhaustion.

She walked out of the wooden shed to get some fresh air and saw Song Nanzhou coming back from the top of the mountain after making a phone call, with an indescribable look of smugness on his face.

"How is it? Is the road passable?"

Seeing him like this, Shen Suihe knew there was hope, so she took two steps forward and grabbed his hand.

At present, only Song Nanzhou's mobile phone has some power left, which he can use to make a life-saving call in the critical moment.

Song Nanzhou glanced at his watch and said, "It is estimated that the rescue team will be here to transfer the injured at noon."

Everyone was delighted to hear the news.

"That's great. If the road is blocked, I will go crazy."

Batchel almost jumped for joy.

Ba Ru looked at Song Nanzhou's phone, wanting to move forward but not daring to, so he could only look at Shen Suihe.

"lady."

Shen Suihe came back to his senses from his excitement, turned around and stretched out his hand to Song Nanzhou, "Give me your phone, I'll go up the mountain with Ba Ru to make a call."

"What's the emergency?"

Ba Ru lowered her head with a red face, not daring to look at Song Nanzhou, for fear that he would notice something.

Shen Suihe reached out and snatched the phone from the man's hand and pulled Ba Ru towards the mountain.

"Don't worry about it, just keep an eye on Bian Yue."

Batchel watched the two women leave and asked in confusion, "Sir, do you think they have any shameful secrets?"

Song Nanzhou sighed and shook his head, "I guess you miss your brother-in-law."

Bachel was stunned. "What brother-in-law?"

"You do not know?"

"I should know? I have a brother-in-law? My sister has a boyfriend? When did it happen? How come I don't know!"

Song Nanzhou looked at his confused expression, coughed lightly and shook his head, "How would I know? I just guessed."

Bachel breathed a sigh of relief. "I was so scared, but it's true. Which man would be attracted to a shemale like my sister? I was just overthinking it."

Bang!

There was a sudden noise in the woodshed and Batchel rushed in.

When he saw Bian Yue lying on the ground, he was shocked and said, "You're awake? Why did you get up? You still have a fever, lie down first."

Bian Yue felt that her breath was hot and dry, and her throat was extremely dry.

"elder sister..."

"My lady is not here, so if you need anything, you can just tell me."

"elder sister..."

Batchel felt that Bian Yue's voice was too soft, so he had to tilt his head and move closer.

"What did you say, speak louder."

"Sister, brother-in-law...where is my brother-in-law?"

Hearing this, Bachel looked extremely helpless, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"It's already this late and you're still thinking about the gentleman. It's really unnecessary for me to stop my sister from beating you."

Bian Yue felt dizzy and could not hear what Batchel said. She just lowered her head and sobbed softly.

Batchel was shocked. He hated to see women crying and thought it was really a nuisance.

Seeing Bian Yue crying, he immediately became flustered.

"Don't cry, I was just joking. Don't worry, if my sister wants to hit you again, I will definitely stop her."

"Woooo..."

Even with Bachel's assurance, Bian Yue continued to cry.

Tears flow like they are free.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law..."

Batchel looked at her pale face, she was almost unconscious but still thinking about another man.

Unable to appease the person, he had no choice but to walk out.

Seeing Song Nanzhou sitting by the fire with herbs cooking on it, he took a deep breath and walked over.

"Mr. Song."

"Ah."

Song Nanzhou looked at the blazing fire with no expression on his face.

Bachel sat down next to him awkwardly and said shyly, "Bian Yue seems to be confused due to the fever. She keeps talking about you. Do you want to... go over and take a look?"

He took great courage to say this, and was mentally prepared to be scolded.

Song Nanzhou just glanced at him indifferently and turned to look at the fire.

Batchel scratched his head and sighed again.

He regretted saying those words, and felt that the gentleman was looking at him as if he were a fool.

"Forget it, I was just having a brain attack, how could I say such a thing, sir, when my wife comes back, please don't tell her that I said these words."

"Ah."

Song Nanzhou answered casually, and when he saw that the medicine had rolled away, he reminded, "The medicine is ready."

Batchel said "oh" and hurriedly took a bowl to serve it.

A bowl of black medicine, which doesn't smell very good.

These days, the wounded were barely able to survive by relying on the herbs collected by Bian Yue.

Now Bian Yue also has to drink this bitter medicine. What a changing world.

When he walked back into the wooden shed with the medicine, Bian Yue was still crying.

Seeing that she was crying so sadly, Batchel was afraid that she would lose her temper and spill the medicine, so he kept holding it in his hand.

"Bian Yue, it's time to take your medicine."

Batchel felt awkward saying this, and a scene from a TV show about feeding medicine flashed through his mind.

"do not Cry."

Bian Yue finally raised her head and saw a tall figure squatting in front of her against the light. She propped herself up and hugged the man in front of her with grievance.

"Brother-in-law, please don't leave me, I'm scared."

Batchel was so frightened that his soul almost flew away, but fortunately he had a steady center of gravity and raised the medicine bowl the moment Bian Yue pounced on him.

"I'm not Mr. Song, I'm Batchelor, Bian Yue, you see clearly."

"Brother-in-law, I'm scared, can you hug me?"

No matter what the man said, Bian Yue refused to listen and held his waist tightly.

It was the first time for Batchel to be hugged by a woman like this, and she was mistaken for another man.

His ears were red as he tried to persuade her, "Bian Yue, can you please take the medicine first? I can't hold on any longer if you hold me like this."

Bachel was squatting just now, and after being pushed by Bian Yue, he couldn't hold on for long.

"No, I won't let you go. If I let you go, you won't want me anymore, wuwu..."

Bian Yue had a fever and her body was very hot. Coupled with her emotional excitement, she felt like a piece of hot iron.

Bachier's face became more and more gloomy. Sometimes his sister was right. How could anyone covet his brother-in-law so blatantly? It was too shameless.

"Bian Yue, look carefully, I am not... um..."

Before he could finish his words, a hot and soft tongue came into his mouth.

Batchel was completely frozen, his mind going blank.

Was he... molested?