Chapter 489: Crazy Fight
"...It's more serious than this." Xia Yan was embarrassed.
Dr. Sang hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, indicating that he could not ask any further questions.
Dean Ji understood and knew why Fan Shuyi changed her mind.
He took the opportunity to say, "It seems that it would be best for Gan Zijing to move to the villa as soon as possible. The sooner he receives treatment, the sooner he can be completely free."
Fan Shuyi thought so and said, "...Okay, then today?"
"Doctor Sang! Start the discharge procedures quickly!" Dean Ji was overjoyed.
While they were busy packing up, Xia Yan left quietly.
After leaving the hospital, she chose to teleport directly to the residential area.
After verifying his identity at the access control station, Xia Yan followed the path inward, turned through the lush vegetation, and just met Jing Yimai who was about to go out.
"That's right, I have something to talk to you about."
"Wait a moment." Jing Yimai turned around and said to the person whose figure was blocked by the vegetation, "I'll be there later."
"good."
A man walked out from behind him, nodded to Xia Yan and left.
Xia Yan recognized that this was Chu Wanfu's subordinate.
"Is it convenient to talk here?" Jing Yimai asked.
Today's residential areas are not as empty as before. People come in and out of the houses arranged in a crisscross pattern from time to time, and people come and go on the small roads in an endless stream.
It's not a very convenient place to chat.
Xia Yan waved his hand, not caring whether there were ears through the grass.
"Just one word, you don't have to go too far—Jing Wenbin said he'd take you over and give me a 1ml injection. I remember you said you wanted revenge before, so I agreed because I wanted to take advantage of you."
"That's what you were talking about then?"
"Well, as compensation, I will grant you a privilege."
"What's special—"
Jing Yimai stopped talking as a blond man with a bulging backpack hurried past them, the bag making a squeaking sound as food packaging was squeezed.
Suddenly, there was a zipper sound, and the zipper was pushed open. The things inside were thrown out with his large movements, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
They were all long-lasting fast foods, and the familiar packaging made them all come from the same place - the exclusive supermarket of the resort hotel.
"Ancestors!" The yellow-haired man wailed softly, his eyes darting around the surrounding vegetation. He picked up things quickly, fearing that a few people would suddenly appear and snatch them away.
At this moment, a slender white hand appeared in my peripheral vision, pinching the pointed corner of the package.
He suddenly became furious: "Let me go - Boss Xia?"
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xia Yan handed over the bread he had picked up.
The blond man stuffed his things into his bag while complaining, "I have to hurry. I don't know what happened. Everyone in the supermarket was going crazy grabbing these things. I stole them from someone else's shopping cart. Please don't blame me, boss. He hasn't paid yet. Who knows if he'll still want them..."
Jing Yimai had been watching coldly from the side, and suddenly said, "Are you going crazy? What do you mean?"
"This..." The yellow-haired man paused, "These three words aren't that hard to understand... It's just that there were so many people, and they were going crazy grabbing it."
He picked up the last bag, zipped it up and left.
After his back was far away, Xia Yan said, "They should be the residents of the base and the customers who haven't checked out yet."
Jing Yimai didn't know what he was thinking. He looked up at her after a long time.
"I want to go to the supermarket. Is there anything else, Boss Xia?"
Xia Yan: ...
"Nothing else, go get busy."
...
The transparent glass door sensed the arrival of the person and slid silently to the sides. More than ten self-service cash registers suddenly came towards us with a chaotic beeping sound.
The place where the shopping carts were originally placed was now empty, not even a shopping basket was left. Many people with empty hands were anxiously looking around and waiting at the exit to try to find something they could get.
"Is the car still usable?"
"use!"
"Dude, you still can't use the basket?"
"Someone has already made a reservation, go ask someone else!"
A silent anxiety gathered above the supermarket. This kind of scene had appeared in the early days of the apocalypse when everyone was scrambling for supplies. It became familiar the second time, and now people just grabbed whatever they could buy.
Jing Yimai followed the crowd and squeezed into the entrance. He walked only ten meters and then stopped as if he was stuck in a quagmire.
Everyone immediately let out dissatisfied sighs and murmurs.
"Damn it, we're too late. Look, the shelves of toiletries are almost empty, and there's probably nothing in the front."
"Don't worry, it's different here. The products will be automatically put on the shelves after a while, so you will definitely be able to buy them."
"...But these people aren't moving forward. Even if we bring a hundred items, we won't be able to get them. It's driving me crazy!"
The two aunts stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance with their chins raised, but unfortunately they could only see the backs of people's heads. Then they saw the tall and strong Jing Yimai and tugged at his sleeve.
"Young man, help Auntie see what's going on in front of us?"
Jing Yimai didn't say anything, but his eyes looked forward.
He planned to buy some supplies and send them to Uncle Liu.
From his perspective, he sees not the back of the head, but the top of the head. He can tell at a glance whether each person has signs of baldness.
He ignored some of the slippery reflective spots and scanned along the shelves, finally stopping at the place with the most women, which was also the most congested.
"Did you see it?" Auntie asked anxiously.
"Well," Jing Yimai said expressionlessly, "young girls are buying necessities."
"What the hell—?"
The aunt didn't understand, but her friend did. She pulled her sleeve and whispered something in her ear.
"Oh, that, then you have to buy more."
At this time, people finally started to move forward. When passing the nursing area, the group of girls really went crazy. The sanitary napkins that had just been put on the shelves were carried away in boxes without even having time to remove the seals.
Some people simply tore their T-shirts into small strips, stacked two large boxes together and tied them up, then held them high and squeezed flexibly in the crowd.
"Jing Yimai!"
He suddenly heard his name in the midst of the noise.
"Brother Yimai, I'm here!"
He found that the sound came from the nursing area. He stopped and saw a dark arm jumping and swinging up and down, and then the face of Uncle Liu's daughter, Little Black Potato, appeared in the gap.
Just as Jing Yimai was about to move closer, she stopped him.
"Don't come in! Otherwise I won't be able to get out. Just help me get my things, brother!"
"good."
He stopped as he was told, only to see Black Potato jump high again and throw the huge cardboard box in his hand to him, which he caught steadily.
"I need to buy some more! Just wait for me there, bro."
Black Potato disappeared in the crowd again.
Jing Yimai tried to get as close to the edge as possible, but the box was inconvenient to hold in his arms, and people passing by would always bump into it. Just as he was about to change his position, he heard a word "Brother" in his ear.
He turned to see the man balancing a box of similar size on his head, one hand on the edge to maintain balance. He looked at him and smiled, revealing a small canine tooth, and said, "Dude, this method saves effort, everyone does it."
Then he turned sideways, revealing a row of "fellow laborers" behind him.
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