Chapter 176 175. Pheasants and Bullfrogs
now.
The street lights, which were not very bright to begin with, became dimmer as dawn approached.
Gradually, there were one or two pedestrians on the road, and some people who got up early to go to work were trudging through life in order to save on bus fares.
The old tricycle creaked, and on top of it were several huge ice bricks piled up like a hill, with bullfrogs and giant pheasants firmly trapped inside.
However, it was almost dawn and the ice was gradually melting.
The wheels squeaked forward, passing through the city, through the streets, and now were walking on the edge of the city.
The melted ice water also fell to the ground with a plop, just like the anxious heart of the tricycle owner.
Well... everything that needed to be discussed had been discussed, and the deposit had been paid, but before the last sentence was even finished, the person just ran away.
When he squeezed over on his bike, panting, he saw that the other party had already got on the off-road vehicle and was heading towards the city.
So...will there really be anyone to pick up this shipment when it's delivered?
That was the Rose Corridor! He didn't dare to stay there for a long time. Even if the bus stopped there, he was a little nervous.
And the girl said that if no one was there, she should leave it on the grass behind the bus stop - in case she didn't pick it up, the ice would melt, the meat would go bad, or it would be eaten by ants or bugs...
Whose responsibility is this then?
There is still 25 cents left to pay! I have to ride for four hours, and this is my hard-earned money! I can't afford to pay even a cent less.
…
That is the meat I have been waiting for for a long time!
When Huaiyu got it, he thought that he would crawl back even if he had to carry the basket on his back.
But who would have thought that something would happen to Chen Xing, and the meat would be forgotten.
At this moment, everyone became anxious.
On the contrary, Uncle Zaozi was very open-minded.
How can I not be open-minded? Anyway, it is something with high variation value. Whenever there is a convoy coming back from the highway exit, I can always pick up two or three out of ten times.
Besides, you can’t eat it.
But...that's not right!
He also frowned: Is this for the Rose Corridor? Is it a regular tribute or something? If it is not delivered on time, will the Rose Corridor be angry and beat people? Uncle Zaozi's face finally became serious, and Huaiyu saw it, but had to comfort him:
"Forget it, it's okay. I still have the balance to pay, they will definitely deliver it."
She looked at her watch and said, "I'll go to the hospital entrance and take the bus back at 7:00. I should be able to catch it."
She understood the reason clearly, but she was reluctant to part with the meat, so she seemed restless and worried.
Fearing that Uncle Zaozi would worry, she simply carried the backpack and urged him:
"Uncle Zaozi, you should go back soon! I also want to go see my brother, and I'll go home right after that."
She remembered that it would take a long time to process the meat, so she asked again, "Wait until this afternoon... I may not be able to make it in the afternoon, Uncle Zaozi, can you hold on here for now?"
What's wrong with that?
How troublesome it is to come here from the Rose Corridor!
Uncle Zaozi has already put in all the effort and paid the compensation, so he won't give up halfway! He must ask Chen Xing to maximize his favor so that it will be worthwhile! At this moment, he waved his hand freely: "Just go ahead and do your work! There are doctors and nurses here, don't worry! I will come over this afternoon to keep an eye on it."
Uncle Zaozi is quite trustworthy except when it comes to food.
Huai Yu breathed a sigh of relief and went to Zhou Qian's ward again.
At this time, he had already woken up and was just about to go to the cafeteria to have breakfast. When he saw Huaiyu coming over, looking haggard and tired, he couldn't help but ask in surprise: "What's wrong? Did you encounter any problems at the highway exit yesterday?"
Huaiyu slumped his shoulders: “I’m fine, it’s just… Sister Chen Xing and the others are in trouble.”
She briefly described what happened yesterday, and Zhou Qian fell silent after listening.
After a long while, he patted her shoulder:
"It's okay. They escaped death. They are lucky."
"Besides, who among the explorers nowadays is not well prepared? It is their blessing and your fate to meet Xiaoyu and to spend so much to save their lives."
He really knows how to talk at this moment.
Huaiyu nodded.
Zhou Qian saw that she was really haggard, so he quickly handed her another glass of water: "Take a break, do you want to take a nap first?"
Huaiyu took a sip of water and looked at the cup, remembering the two large pots of ginseng tea that he left that day. At this moment, he couldn't help but ask again: "Brother Zhou Qian, is that ginseng tea really ineffective?"
Zhou Qian lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Huaiyu was in a dilemma, holding the cup of water.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
After a while, he shook his head and said, "Nothing. I guess the ginseng has mutated and is no longer effective."
After she had given Fanta ginseng tea, she clearly saw something rolling in her stomach. After arriving at the hospital, although she had not yet read the case in detail, the ghost orchid fungus on the poster on the wall inexplicably touched her...
Think about the two mutated barnyard grasses beside the pond, then think about the eldest and second cubs, and even the mutated ginseng was born and purified by itself!
Huaiyu couldn't be sure for a moment whether the other party had any special effects...
but.
This matter not only concerns Fat Ginseng, but also concerns myself. What if I really am guilty of possessing a treasure...
It's better not to tell anyone if you can! She figured it out, and after gulping down a glass of water, she immediately greeted Zhou Qian:
"Brother Zhou Qian, I'm going to go back first. I'll come back tomorrow. You should eat well today."
Zhou Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This little girl never comes at a fixed time. Sometimes she comes at noon, sometimes in the afternoon, and sometimes around 9 o'clock in the morning.
If I really rely on his meals to fill my stomach, I will have to go hungry at least twice a day.
At this moment, Zhou Qian just waved his hand and said, "Go back quickly. I still have peaches and sweet potatoes here. You won't starve."
…
It was not until Huaiyu's back disappeared in the corridor again that Zhou Qian's expression returned to its previous coldness, and he strode towards the nurses' station.
Now his walking posture and powerful steps look no different from those of a normal person.
"Can you help me find out what happened to the four injured people who were sent here last night? They are also my friends."
With his meritorious service last time, he was promoted again, and his status would not change even if he was facing retirement. So as soon as the question was asked, someone immediately said:
"I know a little bit, but I need to ask for more details. I'll tell you later when I get the infusion."
Zhou Qian pulled the corner of his mouth, and the scar on his face began to twitch.
He said as gently as he could, "Thank you."
Half an hour later, as the sharp needle pierced into the blood vessel, the nurse told him the news she had heard.
He subconsciously stroked his broken leg, but he fell into deep thought.
"Ghost orchid, is it considered a plant?"
Update 2, good night.