Traveling through ancient times to survive

Public opinion in the camp changed instantly, and a storm was averted before it even started.

At the same time, Zhao Lan's head felt a little dizzy. She had medicine in her hand, but it was for treating the plague, not preventing it. If she was not sick, she couldn't take it carelessly. Now that it had finally arrived, she felt relieved. She had been worried for several days, and she couldn't even enjoy her meal, although the food they cooked was originally quite unpalatable.

"Mom, I feel a little unwell. Please inform the village chief."

The talking in the shed suddenly stopped and everyone instantly moved away, staying as far away from Zhao Lan as possible. She looked like a source of infection. Oh, so she was the source of infection. That was all right.

Seeing that no one moved, Zhao Lan turned to look at Mrs. Zhao and wanted to remind her again.

Mrs. Zhao's voice changed: "Don't come over here! You damn girl, do you want to hurt me?"

Zhao Lan was hit hard, luckily this was not her biological mother. If it were her original body, she would be so sad to know that her biological mother disliked her so much.

"Mom, I won't move. Please ask the village chief to isolate me."

"Yes, yes, yes! Mom, go and call the village chief!"

Zhao Decheng was so panicked that he hid in the place farthest away from Zhao Lan, turned his back and didn't even look at his sister.

Zhao Lan was heartbroken again. No virus can be spread by eye contact. Brother, aren't you exaggerating this?

"What are you standing there for? Tell someone to send this unlucky girl away!" The remaining people instructed Mrs. Zhao in unison, and Mrs. Zhao hurried out to call for help.

Although she knew that no one in her family cared about her original self, today's experience still made Zhao Lan feel heartbroken. Perhaps it was because she was sick and her emotions became much more fragile. She had clearly seen through this family a long time ago and had made up her mind not to care about them. They were not her real family. At this moment, her eyes were red and she still couldn't help feeling the grief of being abandoned.

Zhao Lan was sent to the quarantine area, and everyone in the Zhao family's old house got busy. No one was lazy. They fetched water and boiled it. Everyone took a bath, rubbing off a layer of skin. Everything that Zhao Lan had touched was washed three times. If the family was not poor, they would probably have burned it to feel relieved.

Upon learning that Zhao Lan had entered the quarantine area, Zhao Qing immediately rushed over to visit her.

Zhao Lan walked to three meters away from the gate and stopped. Her crying voice reached Zhao Qing's ears.

"Cousin!"

"Don't stand so far away, come closer."

Zhao Qing waved his hand, but Zhao Lan shook her head and didn't dare to move forward. She had already been hit, so it would be better for her to stay away from others.

"It's good enough that my cousin can come to see me. I won't go over. It's fine to just stand here."

"I have something for you, how can you get it if you don't come over?"

Zhao Qing motioned to Zhao Lan to look at the package in her hand. Inside was two kilograms of dried spiritual meat that Zhao Qing had specially packed. The spiritual fruits were not taken out, and it was difficult to explain the fresh fruits. Zhao Lan only knew that she had a space button, but didn't know that she had a mall.

Zhao Lan was smart for once, but still refused to come forward.

"No need, cousin, just throw it to me and I'll catch it."

Zhao Qing laughed. How could this person be so stupid when he should be smart, and so smart when he shouldn't be smart? Zhao Qing was too lazy to continue pulling, so he raised his hand and threw the package into Zhao Lan's arms.

"Okay, if you don't want to come, forget it. Does anyone in your family bring you food?"

Judging from the family’s behavior today, they probably wouldn’t come over here, so Zhao Lan had to remain silent.

Zhao Qing knew the answer and sighed in his heart.

"Just stay here and I'll bring you food. By the way, do you have any clothes to change into? And any daily necessities like quilts?"

You may have had this experience: if you are wronged outside, you will be strong-willed, hold back your tears, and lick your wounds silently. Once you return home and someone cares about you, the grievances and sadness that you thought you had digested will instantly surge up again, and your emotions will be difficult to suppress.

This was the case at this moment. Hearing Zhao Qing's concerned words, Zhao Lan's nose suddenly became sore and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Zhao Qing understood that nothing was prepared.

"I understand. I'll send it to you later. You'd better stop crying. It's not a good look to begin with, and it's even harder to look at now."

Zhao Lan cried even louder, sobbing and retorting: "You are ugly, wuwu~ I am obviously, wuwu~ I am obviously a beauty, but now I am~ really hungry, when I am well, I will definitely make you drop dead beautiful!"

"Okay, I'm ugly, but you're beautiful, okay?" Zhao Qing admitted perfunctorily, and then added venomously, "What kind of beautiful woman would be so careless about her image and cry so ugly in public?"

Zhao Lan broke down, wiped away her tears and glared at Zhao Qing.

"Stop staring at me, your eyeballs are about to fall out. Let's go." Zhao Qing turned and left.

Zhao Lan watched Zhao Qing's back and felt much better. She knew that the boss was teasing her on purpose. He said one thing and acted another, which was really cute and awkward.

It's better this way. If I use overly corny words to comfort her, she will probably be even more unable to hold it in, and cry even more miserably and uglier. By the time she recovers, she will probably leave this world in embarrassment.

Zhao Lan returned to her isolation room holding the package in her arms and carefully unpacked it. Strips of dried meat as thick as fingers and as long as a palm appeared before her.

Zhao Lan hadn't smelled any meat since she came here. Her saliva was rapidly secreting, her stomach was rumbling, and her eyes were almost turning green, like a starving wolf. She had been crying for so long and it took her strength, so she couldn't wait to pick up a piece and start chewing it.

The more Zhao Lan chewed, the more delicious it became. It must be because she hadn't eaten meat for a long time. What a terrible time travel. It must have been so miserable for her.

After finishing two of them, Zhao Lan felt her stomach starting to feel full and she let out a sigh of relief.

I've been hungry for so long that my stomach has shrunk like a bird's. I'm full with just two pieces of jerky. But what kind of meat is this? It smells so good. Zhao Lan didn't know the satiety effect of spiritual meat. She just thought it was because she was very hungry.

Lying in the bare isolation room, Zhao Lan was just about to go to sleep when someone came to see her again.

Seeing the person coming, Zhao Lan shouted in surprise: "Big sister, you came to see me too!"

Zhao Hong couldn't hide her worry in her eyes: "Don't be afraid, little sister. The village chief is making medicine every day. You should drink the medicine obediently and don't be afraid of the bitterness. You will get better in a few more days."

Zhao Hong was so concerned that she completely forgot that her sister had medicine in her hands and even shared some with her.

Zhao Lan pointed to the sky and blinked wildly as a hint. Zhao Hong finally remembered that her sister had the medicine given by the immortals. She visibly relaxed.

"Tell me what you need and I'll bring it to you."

Zhao Lan answered obediently: "Sister, no need, Sister Qing just came to see me and said she would prepare everything for me and bring me food."

Zhao Hong shook her head in disapproval: "Don't bother my cousin, I'm your biological sister, and I should be the one taking care of you."

"But my cousin told me."

Zhao Hong wiped her eyes and pretended to be disappointed: "It seems that my sister and I are no longer close. It's really sad."