Chapter 88 A Rare Moment of Leisure

Jing Chen is a surgeon, and he didn't make a promise immediately. Mo Huaiyu's situation is different from Mu Qingyu's.

Some people are born with disabilities. This could be due to skeletal deformities or a congenital lack of certain nerve structures.

Healing abilities are more about repair and regeneration, which are based on the premise that you originally had this ability but lost it in the process.

If this thing didn't exist to begin with, it would be very difficult to conjure up healing abilities.

"Is your leg injury congenital?" Jing Chen asked. Judging from Mo Huaiyu's condition, his leg injury was not new.

Mo Huaiyu said somewhat sadly, "When I was very young, I got sick and couldn't walk anymore. At first, I still had some sensation, but later, it gradually disappeared. My parents saw many doctors, but it didn't help..."

Later, he lost his parents. With his parents gone, no one cared about his legs anymore. His life became unstable, and he was lucky to survive. Who would even think about treating his legs?

"So you could actually walk when you were very young?" Jing Chen asked again.

Mo Huaiyu squinted slightly as he recalled, "I think I should be able to. I don't remember very well, but I vaguely remember my parents mentioning it. But I remember that even when I couldn't walk, I could still feel my legs."

Jing Chen nodded: "Then I can give it a try. I feel there's a pretty good chance of recovery."

Mo Huaiyu was very excited upon hearing this and repeatedly said yes.

As Mo Huaiyu's friend, Mu Qingrong was quite happy. While the two were exchanging questions, Mu Qingrong finished two bowls of instant noodles—his own and the ones Mo Huaiyu had given him.

Before Mo Huaiyu could say anything, Mu Qingrong pushed five bottles of water out to Jing Chen: "My sister said, lend me whatever you need first, and return it when you get home. Also—" He leaned close to Mo Huaiyu's ear and said, "You were supposed to get a share of the supplies we obtained this time."

Mo Huaiyu nodded gratefully to his friend.

After finishing her meal, Mu Qingyu wiped her mouth and tossed three bottles of water to Jing Chen: "You guys eat your meal first, and then we'll treat Xiao Mo. Consider this a deposit."

Her meaning was clear: as long as Mo Huaiyu's leg could be cured, the supplies she provided would definitely be more than just a few bottles of water.

Then she lent out the pots and pans she had finished using.

Jingchen's people came over happily to move the things. Jingchen said earnestly, "Don't worry, I will do my best."

After borrowing the cookware, Jing Chen didn't take the remaining alcohol fuel. He said, "We have a fire-type ability user in our team, so we won't waste your fuel."

Mu Qingyu was very happy and in her heart praised Jing Chen for being a sensible and understanding person.

"Ahem..." Jin Qinjiu, who had been holding back for a long time, finally spoke up: "Uh... Miss Mu, our supplies..." They had handed over their supplies to Mu Qingyu for safekeeping.

"Oh!" Mu Qingyu responded with an "oh," not finding it difficult at all. It had already been agreed that she would keep it safe, and she wouldn't embezzle other people's things.

Mu Qingyu found an open space and quickly released Jin Qinjiu's supplies—of course, as agreed, she would take half, and she didn't release what belonged to her.

Seeing that half of the supplies were gone, Jin Qinjiu didn't say anything, but simply told people to bring things and prepare dinner.

At this point, no one is not tired or hungry.

Mu Qingyu didn't care what Jin Qinjiu planned to do for dinner. The meal was delicious, and Mu Qingyu was in a good mood. She took out a small bag of jelly from her spatial storage and distributed it to everyone, even Jing Chen.

Seeing Mu Qingyu looking so pleased with herself, Han Yu, who had never seen her like this before, looked at her with sympathy and asked, "Boss, have you never eaten anything good before?"

Mu Qingyu pulled out a military dagger and stabbed it directly at Han Yu's face. Han Yu narrowly dodged it and shouted, "Just talk! Why are you hitting someone's face!"

Mu Qingyu ignored him and started taking tents out of her spatial storage. Given the current situation, she would definitely have to spend the night on the rooftop of the inpatient ward.

Everyone else was incredibly envious when they saw Mu Qingyu getting whatever she wanted like Doraemon.

So spatial ability users are this awesome! How come there isn't a single one of them!

After taking the tent, Mu Qingrong, Han Yu, and Ji Qingqing set it up, while Mu Qingyu climbed to a higher place to look out into the distance.

Soon, another aroma wafted over. Jingchen was also cooking instant noodles, but since they didn't have eggs, they added some canned goods and other ingredients. The noodles looked very appetizing and smelled delicious.

Mu Qingyu felt hungry again.

So she climbed down again to find Jingchen, holding a bag of sausages in her hand, and asked, "Can I have a bowl of noodles instead?"

Jing Chen paused for a moment, then said, "Of course." He didn't take the sausage from Mu Qingyu's hand.

Mu Qingyu went to get the bowl she had used before, filled it with water, and insisted on throwing the sausage to Jing Chen.

After finishing her work, Mu Qingrong ran over, holding her own bowl, and said playfully, "I want one too, sis, I want one too."

So Jingchen served Mu Qingrong another bowl.

As Mu Qingrong slurped his noodles, he sighed, "Why is that? Same bowl, same noodles, same seasonings, why do the dishes turn out so different?" He couldn't figure it out.

Mo Huaiyu chuckled softly, pleased to learn that there was hope for a cure for his leg. He knew where Mu Qingrong's感慨 (feelings of deep emotion) came from; although he had never witnessed the siblings' disastrous cooking, he had heard Mu Qingrong complain about it countless times.

The siblings used to go to his place for meals, but then... then Aunt Mei... sigh...

Thinking of Aunt Mei, Mo Huaiyu couldn't help but feel worried again. Given Aunt Mei's temperament, and with Xiao Ai, who couldn't speak properly, he hoped nothing bad had happened at home since they hadn't been back for so long.

As I thought about it, I started to worry again.

Han Yu was now certain that the siblings had never eaten anything good! They were acting like a glutton for a few bowls of cheap instant noodles!

"Let me tell you, there's no room for me to show off right now! But once we find the ingredients, I'll show you what a master chef is all about," Han Yu said to Mu Qingyu, seizing every opportunity to boast.

Mu Qingyu looked at him, but this time she didn't question him. She just thought for a moment and said, "Then try it when you get back. I have the ingredients."

She paused, then said, "Jingchen's noodles are tastier." She didn't mean anything by it; it was just an objective evaluation.

Han Yu immediately objected, while Jing Chen just smiled.

While Mu Qingyu and her group were having a good time, Jin Qinjiu was having some headaches.

The first issue was who to take with the helicopter first. Several of his men were already arguing about it, regardless of the fact that there was no pilot and who would fly the plane.

Secondly, there is the issue of resource allocation.