Song Zhi: “…” So expensive.
The survivors admitted by the hospital in the past few days, plus the income from the supermarket.
[Current accumulated wealth value: points.]
"Alas, I still have to work hard to make money. This is only a few hundred thousand, too little."
Song Zhi looked at the wealth value panel and couldn't help but sigh softly.
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The next day.
The rain was still falling, and because of the sudden drop in temperature, many people caught colds.
Cold medicines are selling well in pharmacies.
Even people from the Beiyuan base, who hadn't been seen for a long time, came to buy medicine.
Song Zhi learned about it through their conversation.
Ever since it started raining, Qihuo and Qier came to the supermarket and parted ways with Song Zhi on bad terms, and the Beiyuan base has entered a very painful mode.
The constant rains filled up the lake, but filtering it into pure water for use still required a lot of effort.
The long period of rain made the reconstruction of the base extremely slow, and sometimes it had to be carried out in the rain.
As a result, many people cannot bear it physically.
Fortunately, before Luo Xi left, he left a lot of medicine in the base, and the remaining medicine Song Zhi had sent before, so they barely managed to survive.
But now the weather has suddenly dropped in temperature and they have caught a cold again.
Helplessly, the Beiyuan base sent a team to pray that they could buy medicine from Song Zhi.
Song Zhi is short of money now, and Beiyuan Base is not short of money, so Song Zhi did not refuse.
In just half a day, 100,000 wealth points were credited to the account.
They not only bought medicines, but also bought a lot of supplies before leaving.
They were happy, and Song Zhi was happy too.
"Boss Song, why are you here?"
Luo Xi was busy in the pharmacy. When he looked up and saw Song Zhi coming, he was a little surprised.
"I came to see you and, by the way, tell you that from now on, I can no longer provide free treatment to survivors who come here. You have to pay. If you don't have money, crystal cores will do."
Her days as a great philanthropist were finally over.
Making money is the main theme of her life now.
"Okay, okay, I'll remember that."
Luo Xi didn't ask any more questions about Song Zhi's words.
Anyway, all the supplies here belong to Song Zhi alone, so whatever she wants is reasonable.
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