Chapter 221 He is the only one who treats me well in the whole world



After a while, she admitted her mistake and said, "I won't drive fast anymore."

"It's better!"

In the evening, Han Ao Yu made a pot of loach soup and cooked it with tofu for a long time. The taste was delicious and the soup was also tasty.

Song Ci drank a bowl of soup. Seeing Song Fei staring at her, she put down the bowl and boasted to Song Fei proudly, "Song Fei, are you very envious of me?"

I envy her for having a good grandfather who can cook.

Song Fei touched her chin with her hand and said, "Song Ci, have you weighed yourself recently?"

Song Ci's expression froze slightly.

Song Fei said, "You even have a double chin."

Song Ci felt as if struck by lightning, and suddenly felt that the food in front of her had no flavor anymore.

Han Aoyu said to Song Fei, "Song Fei, what you said is not right. Song Ci is not eating alone. The food she eats and the nutrients she absorbs are all for the two in her stomach."

"It's you." Han Aoyu picked up a large pig's trotter and put it in Song Fei's bowl. He scolded Song Fei: "Don't you like to eat? Are you very picky about food? Look at you, your arms are so skinny, I can pinch them off with one hand."

"Eat more and gain some weight to look better."

Song Fei dares to be arrogant to anyone, but when facing Han Aoyu, she has to keep a low profile.

Song Fei finished eating the pig's trotter and felt full.

But Han Aoyu seemed to like Song Fei very much. He kept picking up food for her with his serving chopsticks, saying, "Song girl said you like meat. Grandpa specially made a lot of meat for you today. Try it."

After hearing this, Song Fei, who didn't like eating meat, secretly stretched out her foot and kicked Song Ci.

Zhong Buhui suddenly put down the bowl and asked in confusion, "Who kicked me?"

Song Fei: "..."

Yan Jiang said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhong, I accidentally kicked you just now."

"fine."

Yan Jiang pulled Song Fei's sleeve and asked her to be more calm and not let Han Aoyu think that Song Ci's family was unreliable.

After dinner, Han Ao Yu kindly invited Song Fei and others to stay overnight.

Thinking they had nothing to do tomorrow, Song Fei and Yan Jiang stayed. In the evening, Han Aoyu, Han Zhan, Song Ci, Song Fei, and Yan Jiang sat around the coffee table on the wooden floor and played Landlord.

Han Ao Yu is not only good at fighting, but also a master at playing Landlord.

But no matter how good a master is, he will have no choice but to admit defeat when facing Song Fei, who can remember cards. After playing a few games, Han Aoyu felt embarrassed and went back to his room to sleep.

As soon as the old man left, the four of them started to have a big fight.

None of the four had cash, so they opened WeChat on their phones and used WeChat to transfer money regardless of winnings or losses.

Song Fei is not good at playing cards, but she has a good memory. In the last few steps, she can always accurately grasp the opponent's cards.

So every time Song Fei plays the landlord, he wins.

Han Zhan has a bad memory, but he has excellent card skills and can often defeat the other three without leaving a single piece of armor.

After playing until 12:30 at night, Song Ci was really sleepy. She threw down the last card in her hand and said, "I have to go to bed. You three can play."

"good."

Han Zhan and the other two played until after three in the morning. They were hungry, so Han Zhan went to the kitchen to cook a pot of noodles. The three of them ate and then went back to their rooms to rest.

The next morning, the four of them slept until noon before getting up.

After having another lunch at the villa halfway up the mountain, Yan Jiang and Song Fei said goodbye.

On the way, Song Fei received a call from Fu Hanshen.

"Song Fei, are you free recently?" Fu Hanshen had just returned from Africa and had not rested since returning home. His voice sounded full of fatigue.

"Yes, teacher, what's the matter?"

Fu Hanshen said, "I brought back several special Ebola virus samples this time. Can you come and help me study them? I have a feeling that we have a good chance of conquering this virus this time!"

Song Fei's heart beat faster. "Teacher, are you sure?"

"Some time ago, there was an outbreak of plague in a local town. We happened to be there at the time and helped control the plague. The research institute brought back several rat samples, and our preliminary identification and examination found that five of those rats were carrying an unknown virus with a structure very similar to the Ebola virus."

"So I have a reasonable suspicion that the Ebola virus was most likely infected from rats. So I hope you can come."

"The teacher needs you."

Fu Hanshen had to admit that talent was something you could only come across by chance. Song Fei always brought him surprises, and Fu Hanshen felt that with Song Fei around, his research would surely yield results soon.

Song Fei had been researching this virus with Fu Hanshen for so many years, so how could she possibly be willing to give it up? After hearing Fu Hanshen's description, Song Fei's heartbeat quickened.

If we can really find the connection between the mouse virus and the Ebola virus, we can use this connection as a starting point to study the antidote for the virus.

For years, we've been left helpless, like headless chickens, dealing with the Ebola virus. The mortality rate for those infected with the virus is as high as 90 percent. How many people have died because they missed the optimal time for treatment?

If the antidote can be successfully developed, how many patients will be saved!

If it were in the past, Song Fei would have agreed to Fu Hanshen's request without hesitation and rushed to the city where Fu Hanshen was, carrying her bag. But now, she was not alone.

"Teacher, I'll get back to you later."

Fu Hanshen was silent for a moment before he said, "Song Fei, don't let the teacher down."

Song Fei hung up the phone.

Yan Jiang knew Song Fei was looking at him, and he had just heard what Fu Hanshen said. Yan Jiang suddenly stopped the car, turned around, and looked at Song Fei, who was hesitant to speak.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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