Uncle Zhang went to the kitchen, and Qiao Xuejun walked towards the door to see Zhao Xian and the others.
From the slaughter room next door, Lao Kang and a few others came out pulling three large carts and also walked towards the door.
Seeing Qiao Xuejun, he greeted her: "Teacher Qiao! How's it going? Can Uncle Zhang's frozen mushrooms be grown?"
Some people here call oyster mushrooms frozen mushrooms.
Qiao Xuejun naturally replied: "No problem, we will expand production."
Originally, this mushroom bag is of the third grade variety, and it will stop producing after 3-5 rounds of mushrooms, with a production period of about four to five months.
By this time, it just happened to be another batch.
She had originally planned to expand the breeding and cultivate the first-class species during this period. There is a sterile laboratory here, and this time, with the equipment and conditions of the base, she can cultivate more at one time.
After that the entire base will be able to achieve mushroom freedom.
Lao Kang said: "This thing is too scarce. It's rare to have a bite."
They are all concerned about whether and when they can eat the food. This is always a hot topic at the base.
Qiao Xuejun calculated the time: "About 80 days."
Lao Kang sighed: "So long? It's a big project!"
Qiao Xuejun said: "Then you can eat as much as you want."
Lao Kang said, "I like to eat all kinds of mushrooms. I didn't like frozen mushrooms before, but now mushrooms can't grow on the mountain, so I think frozen mushrooms are delicious! I look forward to it every day, but Lao Zhang said that the quantity is not enough, so I will arrange it slowly."
Qiao Xuejun: "It will happen sooner or later."
As the two chatted, a voice came from the intercom in Lao Kang's pocket: "Call Lao Kang, call Lao Kang."
It was the voice of a patrol soldier.
"They must be rushing me." Lao Kang took out the intercom from his pocket and talked to the person on the other end, "I'm on the way. I've pushed out three carts and will be here soon."
Patrol: "Not enough, not enough. Today's harvest is double. You can push the car out. Otherwise, you will have to make a second trip later."
Lao Kang was surprised: "Double?"
"Yes," the voice on the other end was inexplicably impatient, "Hurry up, just push it out. We'll be at the door soon."
Lao Kang gestured to his followers: "Go, go, push out the remaining two cars."
"Yes." The follower turned around and ran inside.
Lao Kang hung up the phone, looking delighted: "Today's harvest is good. Double the sea monsters, double the blue oil!"
Seeing how happy he was, Qiao Xuejun asked, "Is Lanyou nervous?"
Lao Kang nodded. "Yes, there are more people recently, so the demand is high. The electricity generated by the biogas digester is enough for lighting the base and cooking in the kitchen. Other heating or boiling water requires blue oil. All departments are also applying for blue oil quotas for production."
Qiao Xuejun nodded. In that case, blue oil also affects the production efficiency of each production department.
"Each department needs two hundred liters a year. That's almost the amount a patrol team would produce in ten days. In the past, there were only small monsters that were easier to deal with, but now there are only big ones! It's not easy for the patrol team." Lao Kang sighed.
After a while, the two arrived at the door, and the gate of the base was already closed at this time.
But soon, the soldier guarding the gate received a signal from outside and opened the gate. The gate slowly moved to both sides, revealing the people outside the gate.
But what was coming towards them was not the team transporting the sea monster's corpse, but a strong smell of blood. Zhao Xian came in first.
He was carrying a bloody warrior on his back.
The soldier's eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, and he was wrapped in a bandage from the waist, with blood stains all over his body. He was dying.
A medic next to him frowned deeply, followed closely, and held the soldier with his hand, allowing him to lie steadily on Zhao Xian's back.
Wang Juanfeng also followed on the other side, guarding the soldier.
The medic took off his mask and spoke loudly with a walkie-talkie in his hand: "Hurry up and prepare the operating room! Anesthetics, analgesia, debridement tools..."
Zhao Xian walked quickly. When he saw Qiao Xuejun, his frown relaxed a little, but before he could say hello, he walked inside again.
Lao Kang's eyes followed suit, nervous and worried, and surprised: "This is the first time I see a patrol team suffering such serious injuries."
This has never happened before.
Lao Kang said: "This is really the first time. That boy should be surnamed Jiang, and he is still very young..."
"Lao Kang, come and transport the goods, hurry up!" The soldiers behind were still carrying the body bags that were dragging those strange fish.
Qiao Xuejun looked over.
The harvest was indeed considerable.
But even though the harvest doubled, none of the soldiers could smile. All of them looked serious, with their brows furrowed more deeply than each other.
Qiao Xuejun was also very worried. She could not stand still and chased over there.
In the medical area, the operating room should have received the news long ago and made preparations in advance. When Qiao Xuejun went there, the injured soldier had already entered the emergency room.
The military doctor and Dr. Zheng were all in the emergency room, and now only Zhao Xian and Wang Juanfeng were standing outside the emergency room.
Wang Juanfeng gasped heavily, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took off the mask on his face.
Qiao Xuejun leaned over and asked, "Is Xiao Jiang seriously injured? How is he? Surgery...?"
Wang Juanfeng shook his head: "It's not optimistic."
She took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and replied, "He was almost eaten alive by the sea monster, but the lord managed to snatch him back from the monster's mouth. But he has severe lacerations. It is very likely that his internal organs were injured... The amount of bleeding is a bit large, and there is no equipment or conditions for blood transfusion now... We can only perform surgery on him first to clean the wound and suture it."
"As for whether or not you can survive..." Wang Juanfeng sighed, "It depends on fate."
Outside the emergency room, there was silence for a moment.
Qiao Xuejun looked at Zhao Xian next to her. He was leaning against the wall opposite the emergency room door, his eyes fixed on the room.
He was still wearing a mask, revealing only his brows and eyes, which looked sharp and intimidating. His body was stained with the blood of humans and sea monsters.
There was an aura of low pressure surrounding him, making people afraid to approach him.
Qiao Xuejun walked to his side and called softly, "Lord."
Zhao Xian lowered his eyes to look at her: "It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?"
Qiao Xuejun had already told him that there was nothing wrong with his foot and he should go home and sleep and rest.
Qiao Xuejun shook her head: "I was busy today and didn't have time."
Zhao Xian: "Doctor Wang can't go home today, so let the logistics department arrange for you two to stay together."
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the walkie-talkie and notified the logistics department.
His tone was calm, as if he had no emotional ups and downs, and he was still arranging accommodation for her and Wang Juanfeng in an orderly manner. But Qiao Xuejun could feel that he was not as calm as he appeared.
Originally, Qiao Xuejun wanted to come and say a few words of comfort.
But it was hard for Qiao Xuejun to persuade him since he was like this. He looked like nothing had happened.
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