This pharmacist is not easy

The next day, after Qiu Yi asked Mr. He to help take care of the little ones at home, he and He Bo took a flight to J City and left temporarily for two days.

After the plane landed, Qiu Yi took the initiative to contact Mr. Fu and told him that he had arrived.

Mr. Fu on the other end of the phone was very happy, saying that it is better to hit the sun than choose the day, and go to the medicine garden today.

So Qiu Yi and He Bo rushed to the medicine garden without stopping. When they arrived at the destination, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, the sun in City J is really going to scorch people.

From the time Qiu Yi got off the station and stood on the concrete floor, he always felt that if he stood for a while longer, the soles of his shoes might be melted off.

There are people standing guard at the entrance and exit of the medicine garden. If you don't have a certificate, you are not allowed to enter or exit.

But He Bo didn't have a certificate, so he had to scan his face to get in and out.

Also, after all, he is the boss who pays the salary, so how could the security guard not know him.

Entering the medicine garden, Qiu Yi could see several glass greenhouses lined up in a row.

Speaking of which, as one of his bosses, it was his first time visiting the medicine garden. If it wasn't for Mr. Fu's anxiety, he really wanted to wander around.

He Bo next to him seemed to see through his thoughts, and said, "I'll show you around when I'm done."

Qiu Yi nodded, then turned a corner and walked into a small building with only two floors - this is not only an office, but also a temporary rest room for the employees of the medicine garden - there are people on night shift patrolling the medicine garden every night, in order to prevent Someone with ulterior motives sneaked into the medicine garden at night to do bad things.

Although the medicine garden also has an anti-theft system, it is more reliable to add a layer of manual supervision, provided that the supervisor is trustworthy.

Mr. Fu said that he was in the lounge, so Qiu Yi walked towards the lounge - there was an iron sign on the wall in front of each room door, and he found the iron sign marked "Lounge" at a glance.

The door was wide open, Mr. Fu was sitting on a chair holding a thick book in his hands, he was looking up something, and turned another page in a few clicks.

There was a cup on the table in front of Mr. Fu, and a trace of heat could be seen coming out, probably from the newly changed tea, Qiu Yi thought because he could smell the faint fragrance of tea.

Elder Fu was the only one in the lounge, he seemed to have sensed something, he raised his head——

"Xiao Yi, you are here! ——Okay, let's go to the greenhouse now."

Old Fu put down the book in his hand as he said that, and then got up quickly, his movements were not like that of an old man in his seventies or eighties.

I saw him stepping forward quickly, grabbing Qiu Yi's hand and leaving.

Qiu Yi turned his head and smiled helplessly at He Bo, before being dragged away by Mr. Fu.

The corner of He Bo's mouth twitched, and he followed suit.

Under the sun, Mr. Fu is not afraid of the sun at all. If Qiu Yi was not worried that he would get heat stroke so easily and insisted on turning around to put on his hat, the old man would really have to go all the way to the greenhouse under the scorching sun.

Qiu Yi supported He Bo with the parasol he brought, and he and Mr. Fu wore big sun hats and walked all the way to the nearest greenhouse in the medicine garden.

"Hey, this hat actually has a small fan..."

Qiu Yi's face was full of nostalgia. This kind of hat with a small fan on the brim, which can be used by replacing the battery, was very popular when he was in elementary school.

At that time, no matter boys or girls in the class, if there is no such hat, it can be said that it is very OUT.

Especially in summer, almost the whole school is full of such hats, and the sound of the small fan's powerful motor is constantly echoing in the ears, but no one finds it noisy.

Now that Qiu Yi is wearing this kind of hat again, he is worried that the small fan won’t turn anymore—because the hat looks a bit old, maybe the battery is dead or the small fan is broken—he is full of energy at the same time. Expectantly flipped that little switch.

There was a clicking sound, and the buzzing sound quickly sounded-the small fan was spinning rapidly.

The bangs on Qiu Yi's forehead were blown open. Although the phoenix is ​​not big, the small fan still worked hard to keep him cool in the scorching summer.

Mr. Fu glanced at him, raised his hand to fumble for the brim of his hat, and wanted to turn on his small fan, but he didn't respond after a while of fiddling, probably either it was broken or the battery was out.

Old Fu: "..."

Qiu Yi: "..."

The two looked at each other, and Qiu Yi, who respected the old and loved the young, exchanged hats with Mr. Fu silently.

Mr. Fu was blowing the wind brought by the small fan, humming a song in his heart, and stepped into the greenhouse with his hands behind his back.

After entering the greenhouse, Mr. Fu's good mood suddenly disappeared, and he looked heartbroken at the withering Yao Zhi.

"Xiao Yi...Look, it's all like this, but there is still a way to cure it? The next batch of ointment is still waiting to be used..." There was an imperceptible tremor in Mrs. Fu's voice, he was really worried about it. Yaozhi felt sorry.

Qiu Yi didn't speak, squatted down quietly, reached out and touched the half-yellow leaves of Yaozhi.

The situation is a bit bad. The vitality of these medicinal plants seems to be losing rapidly. If the cause is not found out and treated as soon as possible, I am afraid that they will die completely within a few days.

But if Qiu Yi rescued him, he couldn't think of any way for a while.

If it really doesn't work, he plans to try watering the medicinal plant with the spring water in the pharmacist's space.

Qiu Yi didn't see it, but the medicinal plant he touched gradually became more energetic, and even the root that had begun to bend slowly straightened up.

At this time, what he was thinking was how he could irrigate all the medicinal plants with spring water without anyone noticing...

He thought about it carefully, this task is a bit difficult, he should just water a few medicinal plants with spring water and try to see the effect.

Then he picked a few medicinal plants closest to the door, pretended to be checking, and quietly poured spring water on the medicinal plants while no one was paying attention, praying secretly in his heart that it would have an effect.

The medicinal plant that he touched with his hands while watering the spring is really more spiritual than the original one that was only touched.

Is it an illusion?Qiu Yi was a little puzzled, he seemed to feel that the medicinal plants watered with spring water were gradually recovering.

He asked He Bo to come over to help observe and compare, "How is it? Do you think there is any difference?"

After He Bo looked carefully, he said, "The ones in the front are more energetic than the ones in the back."

Qiu Yi's eyes lit up, did it really work?

But Mr. Fu who came over later said: "Is there any difference? I didn't see it, they are all in the same withered state. - Well, let's do this for today, let's take a look tomorrow. - By the way, little Bo, have you had someone check it? I always think that the withering of the medicinal plant may be man-made..." At this point, Mr. Fu lowered his voice, and his tone became serious.

He Bo thought of the surveillance video he was watching, and said in a deep voice, "It's already been checked."

Old Fu nodded and said, "That's good."

It's past eight o'clock at night.

He Bo used the computer in the study room to look at the documents sent by his subordinates. He frowned more and more as he looked at them. He took his eyes off the computer screen and pondered for a while, and finally picked up his mobile phone to call Mr. Fu.

The two chatted for a while on the mobile phone, and then He Bo selectively sent a document to Mr. Fu through the computer.

In the medicine garden, in the temporary staff lounge, a middle-aged man was on the phone anxiously.

"Mr. Li, I have finished the matter according to your instructions. When will you call me the money?"

"I'm waiting for the money to be used urgently! And the superiors seem to be suspicious. If it is found out that I will not only lose my job, but also very likely to be involved in the bureau! I took such a big risk to help you do things, can you Don't take my money away!"

"If I haven't received the money you transferred the day after tomorrow, then I'll tell the truth! It's a big deal!"

"Can I not be excited? Although I acted very carefully, who knows if there will be any mistakes or omissions! You hurry up and call me the money! I will resign immediately after taking the money!"

At the end of the story, the middle-aged man's face turned red and pale for a while, and he didn't know whether he was angry that he hadn't received the money, or he was afraid that he would be exposed for his bad deeds.

At this time, the other administrators who were changing shifts came back, and he immediately forcibly calmed down, and forced a stiff smile, pretending to be relaxed and said, "It's my turn?"

The administrator was younger than the middle-aged man, so he smiled and said, "Yes, Uncle Wang is here for your inspection." After finishing speaking, he yawned and said tiredly, "I can't, I'll squint for a while...... Wake me up again..."

Then the whole person fell down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that the man seemed to be fast asleep, so he twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing who he was mocking.

He quickly walked out of the temporary rest room, even though there were street lights in the medicine garden, he still turned on the flashlight.

When he passed the greenhouse, his expression was very complicated, as if he was guilty, but it was mixed with other emotions, such as nervousness, worry, fear, humility, etc., and a little bit of secret joy.

After he walked through the greenhouse, the moonlight passed through the transparent glass windows. If someone looked carefully at the medicine field at this time, they could find that the few medicine plants closest to the door were full of energy, not at all like the ones that were about to wither and die. look.

If you take a closer look inside, you can also see a medicinal plant that is in much better condition than the others, although it doesn't have the spirit of the door.

If Qiu Yi were here, he would have seen at a glance that this was a medicinal plant that he had touched and watered from the spring during the day.

At this time, Qiu Yi was in meditation.

Since he and He Bo returned to Shangxi Village, the plants in the villa seem to have stopped growing rapidly, and they have been pruned by the invited people.

But tonight, with the breathing rhythm of Qiu Yi and He Bo, that mysterious rhythm urged the plants to grow again.

It rained suddenly in the middle of the night, and the growth of plants accelerated even more.

Early the next morning, Qiu Yi opened the window that was closed due to the rain last night, looked out from the window sill, and looked at the garden a few more times in surprise.

"Ah, why did you grow so tall overnight?"