Bi Qiao'an lay weakly in the ice and snow, watching the heavy snow bury her alive. Thinking back to her three years of solitary survival in the apocalypse, her consciousness gradually blurred. ...
It was already dark when Shen Yanming returned to the guard team.
He parked his car in the parking lot, not in a hurry, and strolled around the guard post, watching the crowds gradually emerge and smiling.
On their faces, Shen Yanming saw no numbness or despair, but rather a strong sense of anticipation for life.
Yes, this apocalypse is friendly enough.
As the saying goes, don't set your goals too early, or they'll fall flat!
After returning home, Shen Yanming looked at the pitch-black interior. He originally planned to go into his spatial dimension, but for some reason, he sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV.
"Dear viewers, Qinghe TV has some good news to announce!"
The host, his face flushed with excitement, said, "After working day and night, our research institute has finally found an inhibitor for impetigo."
The inhibitor is harmless to the human body and, when applied topically, can effectively inhibit the growth and spread of pustules. In short, with this inhibitor, we will no longer fear infection from pus, and we can resume our social interactions!
This is a great breakthrough in the history of Qinghe Alliance medicine, a huge advancement in human medicine, it is…”
After the host finished speaking enthusiastically, he handed the microphone to the team leader in charge of the research project, "Could you please share your feelings at this moment?"
The project leader adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and said, "Finding an inhibitor is the result of the collective efforts of all the researchers. But I don't think it's something to be proud of."
The host's smile froze, and he asked somewhat awkwardly, "Can you explain why?"
She was still thinking about how to promote it extensively, and she had already come up with the copy in her mind, but then, she was doused with cold water.
The research team leader gave the host a meaningful look, and said with a slight smile:
"Inhibitors only treat the symptoms, not the root cause, which shows that our work is inadequate and there's nothing to boast about. I hope that one day, through our efforts, we can find a cure for impetigo or a way to immunize ourselves against sunlight, so that everyone can once again live in the sunshine!"
He would not allow others to use their serious scientific research results as a means to boost their fame.
The host was a little embarrassed, but still forced a smile: "Thank you, Captain Qu, for answering our questions. We are very grateful for your and your team's contributions to the Qinghe Alliance."
Qu Rumo nodded and didn't say anything more.
Just as the host was about to end the interview, she saw the director winking at her.
She then realized that she had forgotten to ask Captain Qu how to purchase the inhibitors!
Before she could even speak, Qu Rumo smiled at the camera and said, "Fellow citizens of Qinghua Kingdom, starting at 9:00 AM on July 20th, we will open up channels for purchasing inhibitors."
At that time, citizens can click the pinned link on the official Weibo account of the Qinghe Alliance and enter their ID number to receive it for free.
Due to limited production capacity, we will limit purchases.
Each citizen can receive only one free inhibitor within 30 days. If production capacity increases later, citizens in need will be allowed to purchase additional doses.
If you find the stock is zero when you place your order through the purchase link, please don't worry, just place your order as usual. Once the research institute has produced enough inhibitors, they will be shipped in order of order.
Qu Rumo started talking, before the host could even hand her the microphone.
Fortunately, the two were not far apart, and the microphones had good sound pickup capabilities, so the audience's viewing experience was not affected.
The camera did capture the host's changing expressions. Before the interview was even over, a topic appeared on Weibo: "Let's guess what the host was thinking?"
And so, despite the different methods, the female host did indeed become famous.
Let's not talk about that anymore, because Old Shen hasn't been online for a long time. For him, watching netizens' wild speculations is less appealing than teasing his wife, son, and daughter.
Shen Yanming took a shower in the bathroom before slipping into his spatial dimension. As he passed the shelf displaying spiritual strawberries, he casually grabbed two and popped them into his mouth.
Although he covered himself up when he went out, no one could say for sure whether sunlight got in through any gaps or whether he accidentally came into contact with pus at some point.
Besides, the spiritual strawberries are delicious and good for your health, so it's okay to eat a few.
Shen Yanming strolled off to find his wife, and the moment they met, his stomach growled.
Shen Yanming...
That was so awkward!
He's not hungry, so why is his stomach growling?
Could it be that the spiritual strawberries I just ate helped with digestion?
Shouldn't passing gas help with digestion?
Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Bi Qiaoan chuckle. She thought the expression on her husband's face was hilarious.
One moment I was surprised, the next I was embarrassed, then I was lost in thought, then I couldn't understand...
Basically, it's just two eyebrows and a mouth that keep moving around.
To prevent Shen Yanming from escaping, Bi Qiaoan asked, "Why are you back so late?"
Shen Yanming, unsuspecting, said, "Yes, I went to several places and met many people. Each time, we had to chat for a while."
"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Bi Qiaoan's topic changed abruptly.
But Shen Yanming acted as if he hadn't noticed, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Seafood noodles, that'll be faster!"
Bi Qiaoan nodded and went to get busy. Shen Yanming followed beside her, helping her, and then took the initiative to talk about what had happened during their outing that day.
Yes, that's it. They'll tell you without you even asking, so the conversation goes off just right, allowing us to chat without interrupting our work.
“Darling, our vacation might really be over in a couple of days,” Shen Yanming said, drawing out the last syllable as he coaxed Bi Qiaoan.
As a result, Bi Qiaoan completely missed the point of the other person asking for a kiss and a hug. She just raised her head and asked, "What's going on?"
Shen Yanming sighed. He knew it wasn't the right time to act cute or charming, but he couldn't hold back because of the news about the inhibitor and blurted it out in advance.
However, he simply said: "The research institute has developed an inhibitor for abscesses, and it will be available for purchase next week."
Bi Qiaoan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's great! This way, we can resume normal production and life."
Shen Yanming nodded: "Yes, it's because my vacation is coming to an end."
Bi Qiaoan glared at him: "That's enough! You've already been on leave for two months, what else do you want to do? Look at them, which one of them is like you, accompanying their wife through postpartum confinement?"
Shen Yanming chuckled after hearing this: "That's because I'm lucky; my wife chose the right time to give birth. But honey, I have to clarify, so far, I've only been on leave for a month and a half!"
Bi Qiaoan rolled her eyes: "Resuming work isn't something you can just do on a whim. At least we need to wait until most people have access to inhibitors. Tell me, they'll open up for purchases in the latter half of the month, and the goods will arrive at the end of the month. If we want to go back to work, it won't be until August at the earliest, right? That's two months!"
Shen Yanming laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind: "Oh, don't be so calculating with me, I just can't bear to part with you and the baby!"