She thought for a moment, then took out an apple, broke it in half, took a bite herself, and handed the other half to Mai Zi:
"This is an apple, have a taste."
"apple?"
Wheat carefully bit open the apple peel with the tip of her teeth, savoring the sweetness on her tongue, and her eyes lit up:
"It's sweet! Sister, the apple is so delicious!"
As if remembering something, she immediately covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Xu Milu, and whispered:
"Sister, can I take this apple back for Mom and Dad? And for my grandma too? Mom said she's sick. This is so delicious, she'll definitely feel better after she tries it!"
Xu Milu silently patted the little girl's head, wishing she could carry a box of apples to the little girl's home.
What adorable cubs!
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The next day, just as dawn broke, Xu Milu boarded a self-driving bus and arrived at Shanghai Third People's Hospital without any problems.
—Of course she wasn't there for a medical check-up. No matter who was trying to change her schedule, Xu Milu wasn't going to let them have their way, since she didn't have a penchant for having her blood drawn for tests.
Compared to the political landscape of this world, Xu Milu is more concerned about the magical plants suitable for transplantation on this planet. After half a day of investigation, she discovered that due to increased solar radiation, the number of patients with cancer and tumors caused by radiation on Earth has greatly increased, to the point that almost one in three people is a patient.
—Although she didn't know who was behind reminding her to come to the hospital, Xu Milu didn't care.
The research on the anti-cancer properties of laurel trees on Earth in this dimension has already entered clinical trials. She wanted to see if drugs made from laurel trees would be effective for patients who contracted the disease due to solar radiation.
Because almost every household had a sick person, the entire hospital was overcrowded, and even volunteers were a precious resource. When Xu Milu said she was a volunteer for the day, the nurse simply threw her a sterile gown to change into without even asking her name.
"The volunteers who came today, right? Perfect timing. Let me check. Patient 4609 on the fourth floor needs more anti-nausea injections. Neo Anton, Chen Meiran, Komura Hikaru, and... oh, and Han Duoduo. I remember her family member accompanying her today is her father, Han Zi'ang. It's time for her injection now. Go and remind the family member not to let the patient eat yet. I'll be right there."
Han Duoduo?
Han Zi'ang?
What a coincidence?
Xu Milu flipped through the patient information sheet in her hand and suddenly saw a familiar name in the "spouse" column of Han Duoduo:
Liu Peiqiang
This can no longer be described as a coincidence, can it?
Too many coincidences seem contrived.
She raised an eyebrow.
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