Sister Jiang’s mouth is a knife that stabs people.

Young Master Rong covered his face, thinking that he must have gone mad. He thought of going into the mountains to hunt and relax, but who knew that the deep mountains and forests were full of demons.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, I asked someone to push the boss in.

The domineering president is still cold, arrogant and noble, like a sculpture.

Rong San Shao couldn't bear it, "Cousin, don't think too much. That girl just looks a bit like Yu Tong. In fact, she is not... Think about it carefully. Both of her legs were broken and she was blown away by the typhoon. How could she still be alive?"

The soul-destroying boss had lost all desire in life and still said nothing.

Jiang Ning couldn't understand the domineering boss who chased his wife to the crematorium. He tortured her to death when she was alive, and finally tortured her to death, so he tortured himself to death again.

Since he is so powerful, it would be a waste to use the anesthetic on him.

So, the seam was created.

"hiss!!!"

The overbearing president took a deep breath and glared at me with murderous eyes.

Oh, so it hurts.

That's not right. It is said that when a domineering president wants to make amends after losing his loved one, he either cuts his own pulse with a knife or clamps the freshly stitched wound with his fingers. It definitely doesn't hurt.

Jiang Ning stared coldly, "Do you want anesthesia?"

The overbearing president took a breath, his mouth twitching as he said, "...I want, I want a little more."

"It's just an external injury. The pain is not even one percent of that caused by a broken bone."

The overbearing boss was bleeding all over and was stabbed by the doctor, "..."

After more than an hour of sewing and mending, I finally finished it.

The Rong family had no shortage of medicine, so Jiang Ning prepared some for the Tibetan Mastiff as well, then got up and left.

The head of the family, Master Rong, spoke up, "Miss Jiang, I'm really sorry to trouble you this time."

"No trouble." Jiang Ning smiled politely, "I owed Third Master a favor before, and I have to pay it back for both moral and legal reasons."

Mr. Rong understood, but he still said thank you.

In any case, if a suitable doctor is not found in time, the patient will have to be sent to the official base with great difficulty.

It turns out that Building 50 is not an ordinary person, and it is worth spending so much effort to make friends with him.

Uncle Guan personally escorted her out the door, his attitude was completely different from before, "Goodbye, Miss Jiang."

As soon as he sent the two men away, Master Rong closed the door and beat his son.

"Dad, don't... don't hit me, ouch..."

Not long after I returned home, there was another knock on the door. It was someone seeking medical treatment again.

It turned out that it was not only the boss and the second generation who went into the mountains to hunt, but also other second generations in the community, and several of them suffered external injuries.

As soon as they learned that Building 50 knew medical skills, someone came to find him.

The servant from the Xiao family who came said that their young master was also injured and hoped that Jiang Ning could help treat him.

The Xiao family? The son of Mrs. Xiao, the vice chairman of the property management committee.

Jiang Ning found it funny. She was the one who took the lead in excluding Building 50. How could she have the face to do that now?

I didn't care and just sat down to enjoy the feast, including braised pork elbow, hairy crabs, and braised prawns.

The servant left, and then Mrs. Xiao came again.

Unfortunately, the doors and windows are soundproofed, so no one paid any attention to it.

The next day, the Tibetan Mastiff came again, not only bringing his own dry food, but also bringing his own medicine.

There were a few more medicines, including anesthetics and antibiotics, probably as a thank-you gift to Jiang Ning.

Looking at the Rong family's behavior, they seem to want to continue to maintain good relations with Building 50.

Jiang Ning thought about it and accepted it all.

Although she didn't want to interact too much with others, it was undeniable that the Rong family was powerful in Fengcheng. As long as they had no ill intentions towards Building 50, appropriate interactions were still acceptable.

Who knows, maybe one day she will be able to own a helicopter?

Jiang Ning was a little curious, "Can you fly a helicopter?"

"meeting."

No, he is some kind of divine special police officer, is there anything he can’t do?

This is not Huo Yishen's pride, "The unit will select outstanding talents from time to time and provide all-round training."

Jiang Ning threw melon seeds at him, "Look at what you can do."

Since the two were not around, Huo Yishen had nothing to be embarrassed about. "I am so outstanding, but I am attracted to you. Doesn't that just prove that you are even better?"

Jiang Ning couldn't help but said, "Huo Yishen, you are so sexy."

After successfully sneaking into Building 50, the Tibetan Mastiff not only came every day, but also dragged Young Master Rong, who was in a wheelchair, over.

Jiang Ning frowned, "You are injured like this, but you still jump around in the community every day. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Sister, you are the only one in the whole community who doesn't give me face."

Not wanting to bother with it, seeing that there was nothing wrong with his wound, Jiang Ning removed the stitches and told him to get out.

Young Master Rong looked at the wall structure of the 50 buildings and said, "Sister, I heard that the Eternal Night is coming. Do you think we should build a wall at home?"

"What does it have to do with me whether it is built or not?"

"Don't be so cold and heartless. You've saved my life once. Who knows, you can save my life again?"

Jiang Ning asked back, "What good would it be to save your life again?"

Young Master Rong was a little hurt, "You are so realistic."

"It's unrealistic. Do I have to talk to you about feelings?"

Seeing that he was so shameless, Jiang Ning still reminded him, "If we don't build it, we may not be able to prevent those from outside. If we build it, can we prevent those from inside?"

Young Master Rong had a playful look on his face, but after chewing it twice, his smile froze.

What she meant was that Yongye would be in chaos, and the Rong family had a lot of servants and bodyguards. If...

I dare not think too deeply about this matter, or I will break out in a cold sweat.

He smiled stiffly and left in a hurry.

…

In the evening, Qin Chuan came over and brought with him more than ten pounds of beef and half a sheep.

It’s easy to make money from rich wives. Fights will break out over a few sets of skin care products, and two packs of cigarettes will sell even faster.

It’s just that fresh meat is hard to find, and he spent a lot of effort to exchange it.

At the same time, he also brought back the news, "I heard that the eternal night may be coming, we must be prepared."

Jiang Ning pretended to be surprised, "Who told you that?"

"When I came back, I saw the city government installing street lights. What else could it be but the coming of eternal night?"

No wonder his business was so successful. Jiang Ning admired his insight. "I also heard that it is very likely to happen in the next few months."

Thanks to almost two years of polar day, the survivors got a chance to breathe, although the climate remained harsh.

The municipal government has called in technical personnel to build waste-to-energy plants and large-scale biogas digesters, which are already being used by a number of units. However, the technological civilization and related materials have almost disappeared in rounds of natural disasters, and they cannot be promoted on a large scale.

If there is lighting, it can have a certain deterrent effect in combating the evil of eternal night.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but worry, "If Eternal Night really comes, what should we do?"

Jiang Ning kindly reminded, "Stock up on food, build high walls, sharpen your knives, and try not to go out unless necessary."

These are not difficult for Qin Chuan. Even if he does not do business, the supplies on hand are enough to feed his family for ten or eight years. But what about the Sharp-nosed Monkeys?

No, we have to notify them and let them prepare in advance.

"By the way, I have a way to get some fish fry and lambs. Do you want them?"