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Chapter 147: Giving Zhu Lin an Injection and Infusion (Guaranteed 1 Update)
Wei Ming never expected that the influence of his other pen name among children had spread to border areas, and he could hardly suppress his smile.

Seeing that Wei Ming was not angry because his favorite author was not him, Cui Cuicui took out the January issue of "Children's Literature", opened "The Legend of Heavenly Book" and said, "I like this story very much. Do you really know him?"

Father Cui laughed and stroked his daughter's head gently: "Writer Wei writes serious literature, how could he know a children's writer? They are not from the same system."

Wei Ming: "I know him."

Father Cui: “…”

Wei Ming took the magazine, took out a pen, and quickly wrote the name "Wei Something" on it, as well as a blessing message to little Cui Cuicui.

Cui Cuicui was stunned for a moment before she reacted: "What I want is Wei's autograph. What you are doing is signing on behalf of someone else."

Wei Ming put away his pen: "To tell you the truth, I am Wei What, and Wei What is me."

My uncle and cousin still didn't understand what was going on, but Father Cui and Cui Cuicui had already said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Moreover, the two were very confident and firmly refused to believe that Wei Ming could be two well-known writers.

Wei Ming smiled and said, "Please help me get a pencil and a piece of white paper of better quality."

Cui Cuicui quickly ran into the study and came out soon and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wei Ming started to draw skillfully on the paper, and soon a picture of raw egg pie was completed.

"Well, now we can prove it."

"What do you want to prove? Your drawing doesn't look like it." Cui Cuicui compared.

Long Xiaoyang supported his cousin and said, "I think they look quite similar."

There were indeed slight differences. Wei Ming coughed awkwardly and said, "The illustrations were mainly done by my friend Liu Rulong. Wait a minute, I'll draw another one."

Next, Wei Ming drew a picture of Black Cat Sheriff.

"The March issue of Children's Literature will have Wei's new novel Black Cat Sheriff published. When the time comes, you can see if the black cat in the illustration looks like this and you'll know if what I said is true. I can't really lie to a kid like you."

Looking at the spirited sheriff, Cui Cuicui was already half-believing and half-doubting, but Cui's father believed it completely, mainly because he believed that a famous writer would not lie to children.

"Writer Wei, you are so talented!" Father Cui said excitedly, "Children's literature is not easy to write. It requires the author to have a childlike heart. Moreover, you must have a split brain to write children's literature and serious literature at the same time!"

Wei Ming nodded: "Brother Cui, you are right. Every time I write children's literature, I have to think about my two five-year-old cousins and think about their way of looking at things. Sometimes I become very childish."

At this time, Long Xiaoyang had already borrowed magazines from Cui Cuicui to read Wei's works, and then he was pleasantly surprised to find that there were parts of his cousin's novels that he could understand!
Wei Ming then said to Cui Cuicui, "Next month, The Book of Heaven will be published. I will send you a signed copy then, and it will also have many new illustrations that have not been published before."

Cui Cuicui immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you, Brother Wei!"

After a while, Doctor Xu came over with Zhu Lin. Wei Ming quickly made room for her to sit down. "Sister Lin, sit here. Do you feel better? Can you eat now?"

This was the first time that the others saw Zhu Lin's appearance clearly, and they were immediately amazed. Although her face looked a little pale and sick, it could not conceal her natural beauty.

"Much better." Then she looked at the others.

Wei Ming quickly introduced him. Zhu Lin saw that Wei Ming's elders were also there, so he hesitated for a moment but still called him "Uncle".

Cui Cuicui felt that Zhu Lin should be about the same age as her mother. She hesitated for a moment and called her "sister".

Wei Ming gave her an admiring look.

"Sister, you are so beautiful. Are you an actor?" Cui Cuicui asked again.

Zhu Lin responded with a smile: "I am not a professional actor, but I am indeed filming now."

Wei Mingze asked Doctor Xu: "Sister Yingying, can she still return to the crew in her condition?"

"What are you saying? It's so cold at night. If you bump around again, my medicine will be in vain. Stay at my place tonight. Let Xiao Zhu stay with Cuicui. I'll give her another shot tomorrow and that should be enough."

Wei Ming smiled and said, "Actually, I think so too."

Although the fever had temporarily subsided, Zhu Lin couldn't eat anything now, which was a pity for wasting this pot of delicious mushroom soup, so Dr. Xu suggested that she be given some glucose infusion.

Nowadays, it is easy to lose blood during an infusion if no one is watching. Wei Ming took the initiative to take on this task and accompanied her during the infusion in the consultation room, where there was a light and Wei Ming could also read Cui's father's books and magazines.

Seeing that Long Xiaoyang was still stretching his neck to see what his cousin and the beautiful sister were doing in the consultation room, Xu Cunmao grabbed his neck and led him: "Let's go to bed!"

Seeing Wei Ming reading a book about Yunnan's geography with great interest, Zhu Lin held his chin with one hand and thought to himself, this crappy book is better than mine, right?

"When are you leaving?" Zhu Lin finally broke the silence.

Wei Ming first glanced at the infusion bottle, then said, "I plan to go back tomorrow. My parents are still waiting for us in Sichuan and Chongqing. I didn't find my aunt this time, so I plan to visit a few more places during the summer vacation."

Tomorrow, Zhu Lin didn't expect that he would have to part with his old friends just after experiencing the joy of reuniting with them.

Seeing Zhu Lin's obvious reluctance, Wei Ming smiled and said, "We can communicate normally. Don't you like listening to music? I'm trying to develop into the music industry recently. Did you know about this?"

Zhu Lin looked at him in surprise: "I don't know."

"Oh, that's a waste," Wei Ming said, "I wrote a few songs recently and will be releasing a tape soon. Do you want to listen to them?"

“You, write lyrics?”

Wei Ming: "Five lyrics, four of which were composed."

Zhu Lin's interest grew: "Then sing for me now."

Wei Ming: "After all, I am not a professional singer, so I would like to state in advance that if my singing is not good, it does not mean that my songwriting is bad."

Zhu Lin had a bad feeling, maybe you just wrote it badly. Wei Ming: "Four of them are children's songs, so I won't sing them. I'll sing you the last one, called "In the Field of Hope."

Zhu Lin was stunned, and then he heard Wei Ming singing the familiar melody and lyrics.

Wei Ming’s singing was not that good, but it was not bad either. As he was singing, he suddenly realized that Zhu Lin was singing along.

So Wei Ming gradually lowered his voice, and the duet turned into Zhu Lin's solo.

It’s just that people nowadays like to gesture with both hands when singing. Seeing Zhu Lin showing this tendency, Wei Ming quickly stood up and held the arm where she was receiving the infusion, telling her to use that arm to gesture.

In this position, Zhu Lin finished a song and said excitedly: "Is this a song you wrote?!"

"Yes, it seems you have heard it a lot."

"Of course. Although I didn't bring it with me, our crew has a tape recorder. I can often hear it on the radio recently. Almost everyone in our crew can sing it now!"

Wei Ming: "Okay, I'll send you a copy when the tape comes out."

"But how can you write songs?" Zhu Lin was still confused.

Wei Ming: "You can learn a lot at Peking University. I learned from a musician who was collecting folk songs at Peking University. One of the songs I wrote, "The Girl Picking Mushrooms," was composed by her."

"How do you sing it?"

“I’d be ashamed to sing this.”

Zhu Lin smiled evilly: "So how do we sing it?"

Wei Ming sang it with all his might.

Zhu Lin was really delighted and grinned.

Fortunately, Wei Ming kept pressing her arm, so the needle did not get dislocated.

"You are so talented!" she praised, "but your song reminds me of a Yunnan folk song, which is also about mushrooms."

"You don't mean white poles and red umbrellas..."

Zhu Lin: "Let's lie down together after eating! You've heard of it too!"

She was very surprised and felt that Xiao Wei was a very similar boy to her and they could always talk to each other. This is what they call having a common language.

Wei Ming looked at her happy and excited face and felt that her illness had been cured.

Wei Ming took another look at the infusion bottle. It was only halfway gone in. That meant they could still chat for a while. That was great.

Next, Wei Ming asked Zhu Lin which hospital in Yanjing was the best for treating rheumatism.

This was the right person to ask. Zhu Lin recommended him to Union Hospital, not only because it was famous, but also because Union Hospital had just established a rheumatology and immunology department, making it one of the first hospitals in China to set up this department.

They went back to their room to sleep at about ten o'clock, and did not disturb Doctor Xu. Zhu Lin pulled out the needle by herself. Only then did she realize that Wei Ming was still holding her arm.

Wei Ming did not let go and helped the person back to Cui Cuicui's room.

The next morning, Zhu Lin felt refreshed. Doctor Xu did not give her a booster injection, but Zhu Lin also received some common medicines from her.

Next, Doctor Xu would take Zhu Lin back on horseback, and she would visit several surrounding villages to provide home medical treatment to elderly villagers.

Brother Cui Sheng helped Wei Ming and the others contact a car to Yuxi.

Wei Ming took out a camera from his bag: "Let's take a picture before we go!"

There are two photos in total. One was taken by Zhu Lin of Wei Ming and the Cui family's three members. Although the search for relatives failed, meeting each other was fate.

There is also a photo taken by Brother Cui Sheng of Wei Ming and Zhu Lin.

Wei Ming thought to himself that he had already taken a photo with Sister Xue, but not with Sister Lin. This would not do. He always treated everyone equally, so he had to arrange it.

However, there are two light bulbs in the photo with Sister Xue, so I’ll have to take another one later.

Zhu Lin attached great importance to their first photo together. She posed in front of the mirror. Doctor Xu also considerately applied his own cream to her. Zhu Lin's skin did become darker under the sunshine of Yunnan, but it felt much better after applying the cream.

"Sister Lin, goodbye then. We'll keep in touch later."

"Well, don't forget your tape, and this photo."

Cui Cuicui: "And my "The Legend of Heavenly Book"!"

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When Zhu Lin returned to the crew, she was warmly welcomed by everyone, and she found that the actress Yu Ping who stayed behind in the Yuxi Hotel was also there.

Yu Ping grabbed her arm and asked, "Xiao Zhu, where is your friend, the great writer Wei Ming? Director Wu Tianming wants to talk to him about cooperation. Can you introduce him to me?"

"Ah? He just left."

"Where did you go?"

Zhu Lin: "Where you came from."

Yu Ping: “…”

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(Is there a monthly ticket?)

(End of this chapter)