9 p.m.,
Fu Anan once again carried a big bag to the vegetable market. With her agile body and sharp eyes, today was also a fruitful day.
Vegetable market.
The lights are on, the night market is bustling, and the smell of fireworks is everywhere.
Not far away, the aroma of seafood from the food stall wafted over, tempting Fu Anan to spend the money in her pocket.
The temptation is too great.
Holding the bag of vegetables she had picked up, she couldn't help but walk a few steps towards the food stall. There was a road in the middle, and she could reach the stall by crossing the zebra crossing.
Just then, a fight suddenly broke out in the food stall.
A large area of tables and chairs placed on the street were overturned.
"Someone come and help!"
"This madman bites people!"
After a period of chaos, the woman who caused the disorder was finally controlled by his family.
"Excuse me. I'm sorry."
"Brother, don't call the police. I will pay for your medical expenses."
"Boss, we paid for the seats outside. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
…
Across the street, listening to the diners' complaints and looking at the bloodstains mixed with food on the ground, Fu Anan suddenly lost his appetite.
In fact, you don’t have to eat too well. You’d better spend the money on treating your brain.
Fu Anan didn't know why, but her obsession with healing was greater than food. She carried a large bag of vegetable leaves back home, and it was another day of careful budgeting.
##
A neighborhood in the city center
Li Miao had just got off work and arrived downstairs of his home when he received a call from the hospital.
"Sister Liu, I'm not feeling well. You should find someone else to take my place tomorrow morning."
"Yeah, okay."
After saying that, she hung up the phone and staggered upstairs. As soon as she entered the room, she began to vomit violently.
She hadn't eaten for the whole day, and the things she vomited out of her stomach were all black and red, and looked extremely disgusting, but she couldn't smell anything.
Liu Miao felt more and more uncomfortable after vomiting, so he fumbled for his cell phone, wanting to call his colleague again.
However, before she could reach the phone, she slid sideways weakly and her head hit the sink hard...
"Cough, cough, cough!"
In another family of three, the hostess was washing dishes in the kitchen, and the husband's heart-wrenching cough was heard from the living room.
"I told you to go to the hospital but you didn't listen. Look at how badly you've coughed."
The hostess took out the pear soup she had cooked and handed it to the man, "You must go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."
"Well, I'm busy with work. I'll go when I'm done with this."
The man quickly finished the pear soup, then stood up shakily, "I'm going to sleep first. I have to go check the goods at four o'clock tomorrow."
"I was just saying that transport is a tiring job. Look at how bloodshot your eyes are."
The hostess tidied the table while complaining, "How can we continue like this? We have to talk to the boss!"
"This job is irregular, and once we save some money we can move to a bigger house."
At this moment, an unusually quiet and dilapidated cruise ship was floating on the sea.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, many families were still asleep. Under the orange light, a child was lying on the sofa, watching cartoons intently, occasionally laughing at the characters on TV.
"Come and take a bath, baby!"
From the bathroom came her mother's urging voice.
"Oh, OK!"
The girl put down the remote control, glanced at the window out of habit, and then trotted over.
At this time, a dilapidated rectangular ship was approaching quietly.
##
Game Day 4
Fu Anan sent a text message to Dr. Zeng on time again. Dr. Zeng was very enthusiastic today and she received a reply from him very quickly.
[I have contacted a great brain specialist for you. The consultation will be at 3 pm tomorrow. Don't be late.]
Seeing this news, Fu Anan was happy for the whole morning.
[Ah! Dr. Zeng, you are indeed the best doctor!]
In the hospital, Zeng Youde snorted when he saw the news about Fu Anan. He could still remember the look on her face when she forcibly took the banknotes from his desk the day before yesterday.
Humph, the young people of today!
"Director, what good thing happened today that makes you look so happy?"
The administrative doctor who was walking towards them asked with a smile.
"No, that's not the case."
Zeng Youde denied it repeatedly, "By the way, have the dean and his family returned? I have something to discuss with him."
"not yet."
The administrative doctor shook his head. "I heard that the dean and his family didn't even go home yesterday after being taken away. If you have anything to say, you should go to the deputy dean."
"Oh, okay."
Zeng Youde watched the administrative doctor leave and then called the dean.
Unable to get through.
He called other colleagues who were bitten yesterday, "Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off. Please call again later."
Without exception, all of them failed to get through.
Is it such a coincidence
Zeng Youde frowned slightly, feeling a little weird about this.
At this moment, someone was calling his name not far away.
The hospital suddenly lost several doctors and the number of patients increased. The sudden busyness disrupted Dr. Zeng's thoughts and made him put aside the strange feeling.
Until now, the NPCs in Licheng are still working and going to school. The players are desperately collecting weapons, food, and... healing their brains, and life is still peaceful.
Good night
(End of this chapter)