Chapter 105: Return of Faith
That evening, around six o'clock in the evening.
A tall and thin young man walked into the shantytown with caution, holding three pieces of coarse flour bread and a bottle of water in his arms.
As he passed by the dark tents, he could feel several pairs of eyes looking at him from the dark tents with the curtains open.
These people hid in the dark, staring at the food in his arms like hungry wolves.
He straightened his back, tensed his muscles, and deliberately created a state of being extremely strong.
Although Xin Zhi's physique is no longer as strong as before, his height of 1.8 meters still carries some imposing presence.
His chest remained stiff until he stepped into his tent, and then he relaxed his breath.
As the tension dissipated, his muscles, which had been crying out in pain all the time, began to stir again.
Xin Zhi ignored it, as he was used to it. He didn't want the teacher to feel guilty because of his embarrassed look, so he quickly put on a relaxed smile.
"Teacher, it's time to eat! Guess what I brought you today——"
An Shuhe saw Xin Zhi trying his best to hide the black bag behind his back, and smiled faintly as he watched the student take out a few coarse flour cakes that were still warm from his arms.
Xin Zhi shook the oil paper they usually used for eating in the air, spread it out on the ground, and then put a few pancakes on it.
Then he unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took An Shuhe's wrinkled hand to the plastic basin in the corner of the tent, and poured out a thin stream of water.
"Wash your hands and you can eat now. Teacher, I'm telling you, I did a really good job today. The captain gave me an extra pancake. We can at least have half a meal tonight!"
An Shuhe originally wanted to give Xin Zhi a surprise, but after hearing what he said, his nose suddenly felt sore.
When did they become happy about having an extra flatbread?
Xin Zhi knew that his teacher An Shuhe had severe mysophobia, so he would rather drink less water himself than wash his hands at least once a day.
An Shuhe's eyes fell on the palm of his favorite student.
The pair of hands that should have held the scalpel were now covered with calluses, rough and dirty.
The nails were full of pits and filled with black mud, but he was not willing to wash them with water.
An Shuhe was suddenly overwhelmed by a huge wave of guilt. He immediately ignored his severe mysophobia, grabbed Xin Zhi's hand which was covered with bacteria and walked towards the black bag!
"teacher!?"
Xin Zhi was suddenly pulled and almost fell to the ground. In a panic, he steadied his steps, picked up the water bottle, and took two steps to the corner of the tent.
Before he could come back to his senses, a mouthful of crispy and fragrant fried dumplings was immediately stuffed into his mouth.
I took a bite subconsciously, and a mouthful of rich and fragrant soup burst into my mouth with a "pop". The soup had cooled down, but the smell of fresh meat was still full and pungent.
In an instant, the nose and mouth were filled with a rich mixed aroma of onions and meat.
Xin Zhi chewed twice with a dull expression.
He swallowed the dumpling with a "gulp" sound, and then he exhaled back and forth like Zhu Bajie swallowing a ginseng fruit, savoring the taste over and over again.
He was so stupid that he just smacked his lips, completely forgetting to ask where the food came from.
An Shuhe looked at Xin Zhi's silly look after he took a bite of the fried dumplings. His throat became even more sour. He tried hard to hold back the tears that were welling up in the corners of his eyes and patted the back of Xin Zhi's head.
"Silly boy! There's more! If you're hungry, just eat it. Why are you slurping like a pig and savoring the food?"
Then he placed the two big meat buns and a box of thirty fried dumplings given by Liu Yu on the oil paper.
The three coarse flour cakes, placed next to this luxurious delicacy, suddenly lost the status they had when they first entered the door...
Xin Zhi finally came to his senses after being hit on the back of the head. He looked at the "sumptuous food" that the teacher placed on the oil paper and was shocked.
"Teacher! What evil things have you done? How did you get all this?!"
An Shuhe was so angry at his filial yet stupid student that he hit him on the head again.
"I, your teacher, am a rehired expert at Huaxi Hospital. How could I possibly do something so foolish?"
Although he was angry, An Shuhe still told his favorite student about his adventure today in detail.
Xin Zhi was amazed by what he heard. He finished half a plate of dumplings as if he was listening to a story before he realized that he should leave some for the teacher.
It must be said that this was the best meal they had ever had since the end of the world, and also the most moving one!
Unexpectedly, their medical skills are still useful in the end times. They are not the "waste" as the psychic said!
The same scene took place in different tents in the same area.
"Dad, Dad! Grandma saved someone today and earned us some delicious food!"
"This is?"
"Grandpa, where did you get all this stuff?! Did you go robbing? Are you okay?"
"What are you talking about, you bastard! This is what I, your old man, earned by curing illnesses and saving lives. Humph - your skills are still sharp, right? -"
"Honey, eat a few more bites. I've saved my daughter's portion. I'll keep it warm in my arms later so she can have it warm when she comes back."
"husband……"
In order to leave more food for her husband and daughter, the woman was now starving. As she held the food her husband brought back, her hands trembled and her eyes were filled with tears.
Liu Yu's move undoubtedly gave the strongest support to these great men who dedicated their lives but were often belittled.
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