Chapter 118 117. Visiting a Patient [Two in One]

Huaiyu really planned to visit Zhou Qian.

But when visiting a patient, especially a patient who was almost sliced ​​into roast duck by you, you have to bring something, right?

But she rummaged through the drawers at home for a long time and found nothing.

After all, we were really poor. We used to have nothing but four walls. Later, when we encountered the only demolition, we had furniture, but what about daily necessities...

Rice, flour, grain, oil, lard residue? Or Kataro's balls? There are quite a few wild grasses with medicinal properties in the wilderness, but most of them are for clearing away heat and relieving internal heat. Kataro picks different plants to chew every day, and now he has accumulated a large basin of deep and shallow green. However, there is only one empty jar for pickled vegetables, so the extra ones have to be left in the open air, and he doesn't know if they will lose their medicinal properties.

There is also a new pot.

It was a pot of pink and white balls, which Huaiyu had brought over from the rose corridor yesterday by shaking, rocking and blowing them.

She didn't know if it had any medicinal properties, or what effect it would have. But anyway, Kataro accepted all the petals, and a large basket of petals was enough for him to play with for a day.

The final product is this pot of pink and white balls. Huaiyu tried it out in the evening.

Of course, she absolutely wouldn't eat or drink, she just soaked her hands and feet, but there seemed to be no change - after all, she had been taking care of it for a while, and her skin went from pale to white, and it really couldn't get any whiter.

Thinking about the plant characteristics of the rose itself...it seems that there is nothing outstanding.

Therefore, it is classified as an ornamental ball.

Now these things are related to the safety of Ketaro. Even if they are useful, Huaiyu dare not bring them to Zhou Qian so casually. After all, there are many people in the hospital! Then...

What should I bring? Huaiyu thought about it and decided that for a weak and pitiful little orphan who was struggling alone on the edge of the wilderness, she should just bring some homely food! So -

"What's this?"

Zhou Qian stared blankly at her taking out the stainless steel lunch box and the things wrapped in bamboo shoots from the backpack. He could no longer feel the worry that he should have felt.

Before Huaiyu came, he had been worried, afraid that she would lose her temper and meet her boss, and be tricked into saying something she shouldn't say. He was also afraid that she would be bold and bring the magic medicine with her...

But after tossing and turning for two or three days, the little girl did come, but the things she brought were particularly down-to-earth.

"This is a hospital meal for you!"

Huaiyu glanced at his face. After all, she had been seeing it for several days, and she was the one who did it, so she was not scared.

But he still felt guilty when he spoke: "Why didn't the doctor apply medicine to this scar?"

Zhou Qian sneered—tried to sneer—but the scar was too tight and failed, so he just pulled the corner of his lip: "Thanks to you, the doctor said that ordinary medicine has no effect on scars caused by the fusion of trace amounts of toxins and skin."

It won’t be wasted.

Huai Yu puffed up her cheeks - although she felt guilty for cutting Zhou Qian into this state, it was she who pulled him back to life after all. Now she felt justified in saying this: "As a man, what's the use of just superficial appearance?"

"Oh," Zhou Qian said in a steady voice, "My boss asked me to introduce you to someone who is very good and has a very good character, but she's a little ugly..."

“No, no, no!” Huaiyu refused three times and shook his head frantically: “This, this… I’m too superficial!”

"Look, look!"

Zhou Qian raised his arm and pointed at her: "You just like good-looking ones, right? Well, I haven't married yet, and my wife must like good-looking ones too! This is good, I'm single now!"

Huaiyu: ...

She shrank her head again.

After a moment, she mustered up the courage to look up and said, "Although... you don't want to repay me for saving your life with your body, do you?"

The voice was weak, but the eyes were straight, which made Zhou Qian so angry that his ferocious face was distorted, and the scar was pulled so hard that he grimaced in pain, and even the sound seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Little! Girl! Piece! of! Piece!"

"Don't you know how old you are?"

"I want to marry a wife, not raise a daughter!"

"Oh." Huaiyu instantly raised a bright smile, and his voice was sweet: "Brother Zhou Qian, I specially made a hospital meal for you, please have some!"

Zhou Qian: …

He had mixed feelings.

During these few short days, he experienced pain that ordinary people could hardly bear.

Whether it was the torture of neurotoxins, the crisis of life hanging by a thread, the surprise of surviving a disaster, or the fact that he discovered he was disabled and disfigured...

No matter which one it is, it will take a long time for ordinary people to accept it.

but--

He rubbed his forehead and thought about his mental journey over the past few days.

Be prepared to die and have thought about your will and cemetery.

Accept death calmly, and find that you have successfully woken up.

I came to the hospital for treatment, and when I woke up I remembered that I had an amputation.

Before he had time to feel distressed about his situation, he began to worry about whether Huai Yu would be exposed, and secretly wondered what her abilities were and where she came from...

I was so worried that I couldn't sleep, afraid that the other party would reveal the truth and cause all parties to covet it...

Then I found out that I was disfigured.

But he's alive and his limbs have been amputated, so the disfigurement is nothing to worry about.

When he arrived at Huaiyu in this way, he really didn't have time to feel such messy emotions as "sadness", "self-abandonment", and "I am a useless person".

Now think about it...

He was stunned for a moment, and then realized there was nothing to think about, so he just stretched out his hand: "What food did you bring?"

Huaiyu was so proud of this. She had spent a lot of effort to prepare this patient meal! At this moment, she picked up the lunch box that had just been placed on the bedside table, turned around and closed the curtain of the ward door, and then opened the lunch box like a thief offering a treasure:

"Look! Bean sprout porridge!"

Zhou Qian: …

He admitted that the porridge was well cooked, the yellowish rice grains were cooked and sticky. It took quite a while to get here, so the tender bean sprouts inside had become slightly dark and yellow, but the overall green color was still bright.

The lunch box was specially wrapped with something. The weather in early May is still slightly warm to the touch.

"How is it? Is it delicious? I added a little bit of lard and a little salt." Huai Yu was full of anticipation.

The water used to cook the porridge has been specially purified, the rice grains have also been purified, and even the young bean sprouts are grown in a hurry.

She made breakfast with a lot of sweat, and when it was done, she ran all the way and took two buses to Huacheng Hospital...

I’m afraid the porridge will get cold!

Fortunately, it was wrapped with a corner of an old quilt, and it still felt warm to the touch. The faint aroma of rice porridge lingered. Zhou Qian stared at the bowl of porridge and clearly smelled its fresh and fragrant flavor.

"This mutation value..."

I don’t know about Huaiyu.

She controlled the degree of purification herself. It wasn't completely purified, but the value should be quite low. She wanted Zhou Qian to recuperate and have a good meal.

At this moment, I gently advised him: "Don't worry about it, eat quickly, or it will get cold if you don't eat it now."

Zhou Qian couldn't help but look up at her - after so long, she still hasn't changed her old habits, always speaking in a soft voice and sweet-talking whenever there is something.

But he didn't say anything else, picked up the spoon beside him and started eating.

After taking a spoonful into his mouth, he fell silent.

But this time he said nothing, and returned to his usual taciturn and calm self, just eating quickly, one spoonful after another.

Seeing this, Huaiyu quickly took out another bag of food wrapped in bamboo shoots: "Wait a minute, there's another pancake here - pork fat bamboo shoots and pickled fern pancake!"

As the bamboo shoots leaves were opened, the rich aroma of oil wafted out. The taste was richer than the previous rice porridge, and it was another flavor.

Zhou Qian involuntarily put down the bowl of porridge.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He was about to reach out to take it, but Huaiyu hesitated again: "I put some dried chili peppers when I pickled the fern, but I only used a little seasoning for the whole pancake... Can you eat spicy food?"

Zhou Qian sighed: "My stomach is probably the only thing that's in good condition."

"Oh." Huaiyu was relieved and quickly handed over the cake: "Eat this first, otherwise it will get cold later - it's made of lard and can't be eaten cold."

Without her instructions, Zhou Qian had already taken a big bite. He had intended to chew it carefully and savor it slowly, but as soon as the food entered his mouth, his eyes lit up! Then he bit off most of it in two or three bites.

Huaiyu was frightened at this, but at this moment he could only feel fortunate: ... Fortunately, her appetite was not so big when she just woke up, otherwise the points she earned every day would not be enough for food, let alone saving for a family.

Zhou Qian ate very quickly, gobbling up the food in no time, and soon his bowl and hands were empty.

Huaiyu handed him a towel to wipe his hands, and did not dare to ask if he had eaten enough - she thought the patient would be weak and would not eat much, but judging from his condition, he definitely had not eaten enough.

I'd better not ask. Even if I ask, I won't get an extra bowl. I'd better just have another hospital meal.

But when she looked at the towels, she remembered and muttered, "You ruined two of my towels by soaking them in medicine..."

Zhou Qian was stunned, but he didn't mention the towel. Instead, he looked cautious.

"you……"

He wanted to tell her something, but looking at Huaiyu's innocent and weak face, she seemed really ignorant and incomprehensible about the world...

never mind.

There is no need to say more.

The little girl was able to hide so well by herself, and she lived in the Rose Corridor. She must have known what she was doing. He even thought of the ice sculpture that Lin Xuefeng had left behind.

Did the other party already know something special about her?

He should have been alert, but Lin Xuefeng had already...

He looked at Huaiyu's furry head and couldn't help but smile - at some moments, they all chose to protect her.

After thinking for a while, he reached out and touched her hair again: "It's okay, I have a large compensation. I'll take you to the market when I'm ready. Whether it's a towel or a basin, bucket or something else, I'll buy it for you."

Huaiyu thought about it and agreed with a smile.

But she had one more thing to ask:

"Why are you so nice to me? You even gave me my relics..."

“This…”

Zhou Qian leaned back on the bed, a rare faint smile on his face: "I don't have anyone else who needs care and attention."

"My comrades are friends in life and death, but they can take care of themselves."

"I've been in the army a lot, and I don't have any friends outside anymore."

"As for my family..."

"You should know this - the leader should have told you that I am not a qualified soldier, right?

"Six years ago, I violated the rules and nearly killed someone. Now, six years later..."

He stared at his hands over and over again, his expression surprisingly relaxed: "I know no one blames me, but if I don't give it a try, I will never let it go."

He looked at Huaiyu with an inexplicably gentle expression: "My sister loves to grow flowers. Her biggest wish before was to buy a house with a garden and plant all the flowers she likes."

"But the housing prices in Huacheng are too high, and I have never been able to fulfill this wish."

"She also grows a lot of them at home, and she likes to collect different varieties. When the disaster started, she had just received the spider orchid that I asked a friend to order from abroad."

"The orchid wasn't expensive, just over 100 yuan, but she bought too many flowers, so I told her I spent 700 or 800 yuan..."

The two of them depended on each other. Zhou Ning always felt sorry for him in the army and was actually quite careful with his money.

In the early stages of the disaster, no one thought it would be so serious; they only vaguely monitored the pollution levels in the air.

Therefore, the municipal government reminded everyone to be careful about all the plants in their homes. All the flowers in the entire building were temporarily placed on the rooftop terrace (after all, many flower growers simply couldn't bear to do so), except for the spider orchid that she had just unpacked, which could not be exposed to the sun.

so……

"So," Zhou Qian looked at Huai Yu, his eyes revealing a hint of nostalgia: "She was only a freshman at the time. In fact, all the flowers placed on the top floor were fine, except for the one she left at home. It mutated and parasitized her in an instant."

The plant needs to absorb a large amount of nutrients the moment it parasitizes. She died at the moment of parasitism, but her limbs were still controlled.

"The correct approach would have been to kill her on the spot, but I'm unwilling to do so. I don't want to admit that she's dead. I always feel that there's a protagonist template in life—"

"I want to take her to the wilderness."

Huaiyu listened silently, and at this moment he was only curious about one thing: "Was there a rose corridor at that time?"

"No." Zhou Qian shook his head: "The Rose Corridor only grew a year after the disaster began, so, do you understand? I controlled it and hid it for a year."

A year passed, and Zhou Ning's body gradually withered, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope.

It just so happened that the Rose Corridor separated the wasteland and the Flower City. In the wasteland were a large number of mutant plants that had been expelled or left voluntarily, so Zhou Qian planned to take her away...

"But the Rose Corridor will not let go of any threat."

"I was like a madman with a bomb. I was really crazy. I knew Zhou Ning was dead, but I still insisted on taking her to the wasteland. My teammates discovered something unusual and tried to stop me, but they almost got parasitized again..."

Zhou Qian looked at Huai Yu. Although he still had a calm smile on his face, every word he said carried a heavy weight.

"The Rose Corridor stopped me, and also stopped the mutant spider Alien Orchid. It strangled the mutant plant and buried Zhou Ningchang underground..."

Here I come! Good night here. The person next door is writing furiously, and will update around 12:00.

The Spider Orchid has a scary name, but its flowers are actually very cute and beautiful, and it is easy to grow. But now it has finished flowering and is dormant... Wait for me to find a photo.