Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 118 117. Visiting patients [2-in-1]

Huaiyu really had a plan to visit Zhou Qian.

But when you visit a patient, especially a patient who was almost turned into a roast duck by yourself, you have to bring something with you, right?

But she rummaged through boxes and cabinets at home for a while and found nothing.

Really poor after all. In the past, the family had only four walls, but after the only demolition, the furniture was all available, but the daily necessities...

Rice, flour, grain, oil and lard residue?

Or is it Kataro’s ball?

There are not many weeds in the wasteland that have medicinal properties, but most of them have medicinal properties that can clear away heat and reduce internal heat. Ketaro finds different plants to chew every day, and now he has accumulated a large pot of green.

But there was only one empty pickle jar, so the extra one had to be left out in the open. I wonder if it would lose its medicinal properties.

There is also a new pot.

It was a pot of pink and white balls, which Huaiyu coaxed over from the Rose Corridor yesterday by shaking, shaking and blowing.

She didn't know if it had medicinal properties or what effects it could have. But Kataro always welcomes anyone who comes, and a large basket of petals is enough for him to play with for a whole day.

The final product is this basin of pink and white balls. Huaiyu tried it at night -

Of course, she would never eat or drink. She just soaked her hands and feet, but nothing seemed to change - after all, she had been raising her skin for a long time, and her skin had gone from pale to pale, and it really couldn't get any whiter.

Thinking about the plant characteristics of the rose flower itself...it doesn't seem to be anything outstanding.

Therefore, it is classified as an ornamental ball.

And now these things are related to Ketaro's safety. Even if they are useful, Huaiyu doesn't dare to bring them to Zhou Qian so casually. After all, there are so many people in the hospital!

That…

What should I bring?

Huaiyu thought for a while and decided that she, a weak and pitiful little orphan girl struggling alone on the edge of the wilderness, should just bring some homely food!

therefore-

"What's this?"

Zhou Qian watched blankly as she took out the stainless steel lunch box and the things wrapped in bamboo shoot leaves from the backpack, and the worries that he should have had no longer arise.

He had been worried before Huaiyu came, fearing that she would lose her temper and be tricked into saying something inappropriate by the leader, and he was also worried that she would be bold enough to come with that magical medicine...

But after tossing and turning for two or three days, the little girl came, and what she brought with her was particularly down-to-earth.

"This is a sick meal for you!"

Huaiyu took a look at his face. After all, she had been looking at him for several days, and it was her own doing, so she was not frightened.

But he still felt guilty when he spoke: "Why doesn't the scar doctor apply any medicine?"

Zhou Qian sneered - trying to sneer - the scar was too tight but failed, so he just twitched the corners of his lips: "Thanks to you, the doctor said that ordinary drugs have no effect on scars caused by the fusion of trace toxins and skin."

It won't be wasted.

Huaiyu puffed up her cheeks - although she felt guilty for labeling Zhou Qian like this, she was the one who pulled him to death and back to life. Now that she said this, she felt confident:

"A manly man, what's the use of mere appearances?"

"Oh," Zhou Qian's voice was steady: "The leader asked me to introduce you to a partner. The conditions are very good and the character is very good, but his face is a bit ugly..."

"No, no, no, no!" Huaiyu refused three times, shaking his head wildly: "This, this... I'm too superficial!"

"Look, look!"

Zhou Qian raised his arm and pointed at her: "You just like good-looking things, right? I haven't married a wife yet, so my wife must also like good-looking things! Now, I'm a bachelor!"

Huaiyu:…

She shrank her head again.

After a moment, she plucked up the courage to look up and said, "Although, but...you don't want to pledge your life to me for saving your life, do you?"

His voice was weak, but his eyes were straight, but Zhou Qian was so angry that his face was twisted with ferociousness, the scars pulled his teeth together in pain, and even his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth -

"Little! Ya! Head! Piece! Zi!"

"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, you can eat some of the sick meal I specially made for you!"

Zhou Qian:…

His mood was so complicated.

In just a few days, he experienced pain that is unbearable for ordinary people.

Whether it is the torture of neurotoxins, a life-threatening crisis, a surprise in the aftermath of a disaster, or the discovery of the fact that I am disabled and disfigured...

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

but-

He rubbed his forehead and thought about his thoughts these past few days -

Be prepared to die, have a will and a cemetery planned out.

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

When I came to the hospital for treatment, I woke up and remembered that I had amputated my leg.

Before she had time to worry about her situation, she began to worry about whether Huaiyu would reveal her secret, and secretly guessed what her abilities were and where she came from...

I was so worried that I couldn't sleep, fearing that the other party would reveal his secrets and cause all the forces to covet him...

Then I discovered that I was disfigured.

But he was alive, his limbs were amputated, and his disfigurement was nothing in comparison.

When he arrived in Huaiyu like this, he really didn't have time to have such messy emotions as [sadness], [self-destruction], [I'm a useless person].

Now think about it...

He was stunned for a moment, and found that he had nothing to think about, so he stretched out his hand:

"What food did you bring?"

Speaking of this, Huaiyu is very proud. It took her a lot of effort to prepare this sick meal!

At this moment, he picked up the lunch box that he had just put 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 cooked well. The yellowish rice grains were blooming and sticky. It took a lot of time to come here. The young bean sprouts inside have become slightly dull and yellow, but the overall green color is still bright.

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

"How is it? Does it smell good? I added a little lard and a little salt." Huaiyu was full of expectations.

The water used to make the porridge has been specially purified, the rice grains have also been purified, and even the tender bean sprouts have been quickly spawned.

She was sweating profusely after breakfast. After finishing it, she rushed all the way and took two buses to Huacheng Hospital...

I'm just afraid that 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 aroma of rice porridge lingered faintly. Zhou Qian stared at the bowl of porridge and could clearly smell the delicious smell.

"This variation value..." Huaiyu didn't know.

She used the speed to purify it herself. She didn't purify it completely, but the value should be quite low. She just wanted Zhou Qian to recuperate and have a good meal.

At this moment, she gently advised him: "Don't worry about it, eat it quickly, otherwise it will get cold."

Zhou Qian couldn't help but look up at her - after all this time, he still had his old habit of talking softly and smearing honey on his mouth when something happened.

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

After taking a spoonful of it, everyone fell silent.

But this time he didn't say anything. He returned to his usual taciturn and calm appearance. He just ate one spoonful after another, eating quickly.

Seeing this, Huaiyu quickly took out another pack of food wrapped in bamboo shoot leaves: "Slow down, there is another cake here - diced bamboo shoots with lard residue and pickled bracken pancake!"

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

Zhou Qian's hand holding the bowl of porridge dropped involuntarily.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

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

Zhou Qian sighed: "My whole body is fine, except maybe my stomach."

"Oh." Huaiyu felt relieved and quickly handed the cake over: "Eat this first, otherwise it will get cold later - lard cannot be eaten cold."

Without her instructions, Zhou Qian had already bitten down hard. He planned to chew it carefully and savor it slowly, but as soon as the thing entered his mouth, his eyes lit up!

Then he bit off most of it in two or three bites.

Seeing this, Huaiyu was frightened. At this moment, he just said happily: ...Fortunately, she didn't have such a big appetite when she first woke up. Otherwise, the points she earned every day would not be enough to eat, let alone save a fortune.

Zhou Qian ate very quickly, snoring loudly, and soon his bowl was empty and his hands were empty.

Huaiyu handed him a towel to wipe his hands without even daring to ask if he had eaten enough - she had thought that the sick person would be weak and not eat much, but looking at the situation, he must have not eaten enough.

It’s better not to ask. If I ask, I can’t get an extra bowl. I’d better make up for the hospital’s sick meal.

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

Zhou Qian was stunned, but he didn't mention the towel, but his expression became cautious -

"you…"

He wanted to give some instructions, but looking at Huai Yu's innocent and weak face, he seemed really ignorant and ignorant of the world...

never mind.

There is no need to say it.

The little girl can hide so well by herself, and she lives in the Rose Corridor, so she knows exactly what she wants to do. He even remembered the ice sculpture that Lin Xuefeng left behind before—

Did the other party already know something special about her?

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

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

After thinking for a while, he reached out and touched her hair: "It's okay. I have a large amount of compensation. When it's ready, I'll take you to the market. Whether it's towels, basins, buckets, etc., I'll buy them all for you. "

Huaiyu thought for a while and agreed with a smile.

But she had one more thing to ask:

"You...why are you so nice to me? Even relics and stuff..."

"This..."

Zhou Qian leaned back on the hospital bed, with a rare light smile on his face: "I have no one else who needs care and care."

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

"Being in the army all the time, I have no friends outside."

"As for my family..."

"You should know - the leader should have mentioned it to you with such nonsense, right? I'm not a qualified soldier either."

"Six years ago, I violated the regulations and almost killed others. Now, six years later..."

He turned over and over and stared at his hands, looking inexplicably relaxed: "I know no one blames me, but if I don't work hard, my heart will never let go."

He looked at Huaiyu with an inexplicable tenderness:

"My sister likes to grow flowers. Her biggest wish 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 there has been no way to satisfy this wish."

"She also plants a lot at home and likes to collect different varieties. When the disaster first started, she just received the spider orchids that I asked a friend to order from abroad."

"That orchid is actually not expensive, more than a hundred yuan, but she bought too many flowers, so I told her that it cost seven to eight hundred..."

The two of them depended on each other. Zhou Ning had always felt sorry for him while he was in the military, and he was actually very careful with his money.

In the early days of the disaster, no one thought it would be so serious. They only vaguely detected the pollution levels in the air.

Therefore, the municipal government reminded everyone to be wary of all plants at home. All the flowers in the entire building were temporarily placed on the rooftop terrace (after all, many flower growers simply couldn't bear to part with them), except for the spider orchid she had just unpacked, which was not allowed to be exposed to the sun.

so…

"So," Zhou Qian looked at Huaiyu with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes: "She was only a freshman at the time. In fact, all the flowers placed on the top floor had no major problems, except for the one she left at home. , the mutation parasitized her instantly."

The plant needs to absorb a lot of nutrients at the moment of parasitism. She is dead at the moment of parasitism, but her limbs are still controlled.

"The correct approach should be to deal with her on the spot, but I am unwilling to accept it. I don't want to admit that she is dead. I always feel that there is still a protagonist template in life-"

"I want to take her to the wasteland."

Huaiyu listened silently, and was only curious about one thing at the moment: "Was there a Rose Corridor back then?"

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

A year has passed, and Zhou Ning's body has gradually dried up, but he still has a glimmer of hope.

It happened that the Rose Corridor separated the wasteland and the Flower City. The wasteland was filled with a large number of mutant plants that had been expelled or left behind on their own initiative. Zhou Qian planned to take her away...

"However, Rose Corridor will not let go of any threat."

"I was like a lunatic carrying 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 the abnormality and intercepted me along the way, but they almost became parasitized again... "

Zhou Qian looked at Huai Yu, with a plain smile on his face, but every word he spoke carried a heavy weight -

"The Rose Corridor stopped me, and also stopped the mutated spider alien orchid. It strangled the mutated plant, and then buried Zhou Ningchang underground..."

Coming! Good night here. The person next door is busy writing. I will update it after about 12 o'clock or before 1 o'clock.

The Spider Orchid has a scary name, but it actually blooms very cutely and beautifully, and is easy to care for, but now it has finished blooming and is dormant... I'll wait for some photos.