Who would understand, my family? Two months later, she revisited the place, once again escorted by the Koreans. As the saying goes, once you've come, you can't leave empty-handed.
After leaving the airport (there was no shipping route between the two countries in 1974, I made that up), we found a hotel. We had plenty of time, so she could relax here.
She was standing in the hotel lobby, holding a bag from a certain donkey brand, wearing a suit from Ji Moumou, and accessorizing with Bling Bling jewelry. Anyone who saw her knew she was wealthy, as her passport was issued in the United States.
This obvious display of wealth is, of course, to solidify her image. A well-off returning lady, back for vacation.
The inspection in South Korea reminded her that she needed to have a legitimate identity; the more high-profile she was, the less likely she would be to be suspected. Her outfit wasn't too flashy; her life was a fast-paced economy. Many girls on the street were wearing LV bags, along with a wide variety of designer luxury goods.
The Bling Bling jewelry she wears was collected in the United States. It's not collectible, and it wasn't even on the list of lost items published at the time. She wears it daily without being recognized.
She dumped her luggage in the room and headed to the seafood market. She hadn't eaten much of the last batch, so it was still lying around in her space. She came over just to see if there was anything delicious.
After savoring a wave of crab dishes and shellfish, you can finally bite the bullet and try the puffer fish dishes. Ancient people even risked their lives to eat puffer fish. How delicious must it be to have so many people risking their lives to try it?
Every year, tens of thousands of people die from pufferfish poisoning, so she's really going all out here. Specialized pufferfish restaurants boast chefs who are said to be very experienced. They even offer a certificate. The plate was filled with crystal-clear fish.
When the chef brought the dish, he picked up a slice and ate it right in front of him. Jiang Cha wanted to stare at him with an alarm clock, wondering if he would get cold. The chef gestured, meaning that she could pick up her chopsticks.
I picked up a piece, dipped it in soy sauce, closed my eyes, and put it in my mouth. It was tender, delicious, and smooth; no words could describe its beauty. No wonder, despite the toxicity, such a delicacy was truly worth the risk.
After the meal, she thanked the chef for his superb cooking skills, which made her admire him very much.
Back at the hotel, she carefully studied the fire escapes and confirmed that all the ones she saw were direct exits. That night, she contacted the front desk and asked them to help her find a taxi.
She had diarrhea due to eating too much raw food, and seeing her sweating profusely, the driver quickly sent her to the nearest private hospital.
It's said to be the top private hospital for daily living, and judging by her attire, the driver felt she could afford it. Private hospitals are truly different. From the moment she entered, someone accompanied her, pushing her wheelchair throughout the various examinations, seeing how uncomfortable she was.
The final diagnosis was acute gastroenteritis. The large amounts of raw food combined with ice cream and ice water were enough to make the original owner's Chinese stomach unbearable. The same conclusion was consistently found no matter where the examination was conducted.
The doctor ordered hospitalization, and the small ward she stayed in was considered a private room. This private hospital has 20 floors, and her room is considered a standard ward. It is said that the upper floors are reserved for politicians and tycoons.
She was actually fine the next day after taking the IV and medication, but the doctor examined her carefully and said she was malnourished, lacking calcium and vitamins, and her digestion wasn't very good. So, he prescribed her a bunch of medication, and it was a good idea to get checked out while she was there.
In developed countries, if a girl is malnourished, doctors will simply tell her not to lose weight anymore. Excessive weight loss will affect her development and cause permanent damage to her body.
Jiang Cha nodded repeatedly. She would gradually recover her health. Many Chinese people are currently suffering from malnutrition, and this outfit would save her a lot of trouble.
Unable to sleep at night, she wandered around the hospital. Except for the top few floors, which had a dedicated elevator, she wandered everywhere. No one cared where she went, as long as she came back on time for her IV. The doctors and nurses were so busy, no one cared about keeping an eye on her.
I snuck out in the middle of the night and drove straight to the seafood market. I found the same place I risked my life to taste the delicacy the day before, and then I went to several puffer fish restaurants. After picking the locks and opening the doors, I saw the puffer fish swimming leisurely in the tanks.
Putting on two layers of rubber gloves, I carefully put the fish into the bucket. The bucket I picked up was probably used for cleaning the shop.
Several stores were quickly cleared out, with buckets full of puffer fish. Since we were already here, we had to get something to take with us. Don't miss any opportunity to get something for free.
I drove back quickly. Luckily, the area was full of rat holes, so it was still dark when I finished packing. I quickly went up to the rooftop and killed the fish in the space. I was afraid it would move around if I did it outside. It was extremely poisonous, and even a splash would be dangerous.
Wearing an N95 mask, a raincoat, and two layers of rubber gloves, he picked up a plump fish, carefully stabbed it, and forcefully squeezed out the internal organs and blood.
Pufferfish will become round and plump when they are frightened. They all looked like this when she took them out of the fish tank.
If it were any other species, she would find it incredibly cute! Forget about this one, I can't love it. Sure enough, the more poisonous something is, the more it will disguise itself, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow.
Carrying a bucket full of poison, he carefully emerged from the space. He found the hospital's water tower and opened the small opening on top for inspection. He slowly poured the bucket in, carefully checking that nothing had been pulled down.
The shoe prints on the ground were from her size 43 men's rain boots, from "Mr. Seed" at the pig farm. His rain boots were almost worn out, the tread on the soles almost gone. There wouldn't be any writing on them; his work required shoes, and they were perfect for use here.
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