Transmigrating to the Apocalypse: I'm Moving Goods in the Apocalypse

I can travel between the apocalypse and reality.

Resources are scarce in the apocalypse, but there are still many good things.

In the real world, casually taking a piece of ham sausage ...

Chapter 70 Encountering an Unreasonable Person

Ji Xian carried Qin Shihe out the door.

Qin Shihe felt Ji Xian's strong shoulders and quickly fell asleep on his back.

When Qin Shihe woke up, she was already at the hospital.

Ji Xian applied for hospitalization directly, allowing Qin Shihe to lie down in the hospital bed.

Qin Shihe was feeling very sleepy, so she lay down on the hospital bed and continued to sleep.

Ji Xian contacted the doctor and asked him to draw blood from Qin Shihe for further examination.

Ji Xian sat in the corridor waiting for the blood test results.

The blood test results are very important.

Ji Xian needs to use this to determine whether ordinary contact could transmit the superbug from another world.

If this is how it spreads, then Ji Xian himself is a threat to all of humanity in this world, and could potentially bring an alien virus to invade this world at any time.

He didn't want this outcome.

So if this is the result, then every time he returns to the real world, he will have to undergo further disinfection procedures with great care.

Ji Xian sat on a chair in the corridor, deep in thought, considering how to deal with possible situations.

Just then, a commotion was heard coming from a nearby ward.

"You can't do anything about my father's illness, what kind of doctor are you?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, your father's multiple organs have failed, and there's really no cure."

A doctor pushed open the door to leave the ward, wanting to leave quickly, but a young man blocked his way and became aggressive towards him.

“How is that possible? My father has always taken Chinese medicine and practiced martial arts. He has always been in good health.”

The doctor said, "It might be because of some medications that are too strong. They may seem to help you stay healthy and not show any symptoms, but they are actually draining your body. Of course, this is just my guess. It could also be due to overexertion during training or overwork. Certain diseases can also lead to multiple organ failure. There could be many reasons, but I really can't do anything about it."

After finishing his speech, the doctor quickened his pace and left.

"Damn it, quack doctors, they're all quack doctors!" The young man slammed his fist against the wall.

A man and a woman then emerged from the ward.

Judging from their appearance, they should be three siblings.

A man and a woman came out; the man looked older, probably the older brother.

He said to the angry man, "Wu Zhigao, don't lose your temper here. We are also very sad that your father is seriously ill, but we must remain calm and deal with this situation. We cannot leak the news yet."

Another girl said, "Yes, your temper tantrums will only make things worse. If the news of your father's serious illness is leaked, do you know how much of a blow it will be to our family?"

Wu Zhigao listened and calmed down.

He then turned around and glanced at Ji Xian, who was sitting in the chair.

He seemed to have found a new target to vent his frustrations, and strode over.

"Hey, what are you doing here? What are you doing here?"

Ji Xian was annoyed by the impolite question, but still replied, "We're waiting for the doctor's test results."

"You look perfectly healthy, why are you waiting for test results? You clearly have ulterior motives here. Show me your phone and ID, let me see what you do for a living."

Ji Xian felt really unlucky. He applied for hospitalization and specifically requested a quiet ward. He even spoke kindly to the nurse who assigned him the ward. The nurse probably arranged for him to be in a quiet ward because he was handsome.

I never expected to encounter such an unreasonable person here.

Ji Xian didn't tolerate it and said unhappily, "What right do you have to check my phone and ID?"

Wu Zhigao said, "I suspect you took pictures of us without my consent, so I'm going to investigate."

Ji Xian said dejectedly, "If I'm going to take pictures, I'll take pictures of beautiful women. Why would I take pictures of a grown man like you?"

"What I say goes. If I tell you to take it out, then take it out!"

With such a sharp tone, Ji Xian retorted, "Have you been spoiled rotten at home for too long? Do you think everyone outside has to pamper you?"

"court death!"

As Wu Zhigao spoke, he threw a punch at Ji Xian.

He was already venting his anger, and when he saw someone sitting in the corridor, he deliberately picked a fight to take it out on them.

Now that Ji Xian has clashed with him, he has finally snapped.

A man and a woman not far away saw Wu Zhigao making things difficult for a passerby, but at first they didn't think much of it.

After all, Wu Zhigao is an adult with a bad temper, and they can't control him.

Moreover, most people would avoid or give way to someone like Wu Zhigao.

They just hoped that Ji Xian wouldn't cause trouble and would turn around and leave on his own.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xian did not tolerate Wu Zhigao, and Wu Zhigao started a fight at the slightest disagreement.

They were also startled.

They knew how powerful Wu Zhigao's punch was.

Their father practiced martial arts, and they all practiced martial arts from a young age.

An ordinary person simply cannot withstand a punch from Wu Zhigao.

"Wu Zhigao, stop!"

They shouted at the same time.

But it was too late.

Wu Zhigao had already punched Ji Xian in the chest.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

That punch landed squarely.

Ji Xian took the punch head-on, a cold smile playing on his lips.

That's always been his way; he won't offend others unless they offend him first.

If someone offends me, I will retaliate!

He takes a punch from someone and then retaliates; surely that shouldn't be called a mutual fight?

This falls under the category of legitimate self-defense, so Ji Xian no longer needs to hold back.

Wu Zhigao's punch still hurt Ji Xian a little.

So he raised his hand, grabbed Wu Zhigao's wrist, and made Wu Zhigao feel the pain!

Ji Xian squeezed hard with his hand and twisted his wrist.

Wu Zhigao's face immediately contorted in pain as he cried out, "Ah!"

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