But let alone, after sitting like this for a while, her altitude sickness relieved a lot.
The weather is good, and the sunny scenery is still pleasant.
Looking around, the mountains are undulating. It is clearly in midsummer, but there is snow on the top of the mountain. The slope is gentle, with green grass, and a few yaks shaking their tails and eating grass leisurely. In addition to some tourists, There are many old grandpas wearing traditional clothes and grandmas walking on the mountain with bamboo baskets on their backs, not knowing what they are doing.
Yulong Snow Mountain is a sacred mountain of the Naxi people. It is said that they do not take cable cars when climbing the mountain, because this is their piousness and respect for God.
However, when she thought of Leng Yunting’s family’s attitude, she had a headache again.
I wonder if I can leave him smoothly in a week?
She had to contact the doctor and arranged for the hospitalization of Eun. Eun's illness was really undesirable!
She couldn't imagine what Leng Yunlin would say when he met Enen.
Is it furious, surprised, or...acceptable?
Leng Yunlin is such a rigorous and rigid guy. If he knew that he had a child, he wouldn't have eaten her raw?
Besides, she has seen his mother before. To be honest, she really doesn't want to deal with these young men.
Before I could figure out this problem, I saw Leng Yunlin walking back in a big strode, holding something in his hand.
When he approached, she realized that they were several new oxygen cylinders.
"Give it to you, suck it quickly."
After carefully opening one of them and installing something like a funnel, Leng Yunlin hugged Mu Qingyu and put the thing on her face.
The sudden oxygen cylinder surprised Mu Qingyu, but after being fed a few large mouthfuls of oxygen, the discomfort on his body was really much better.
"Where did you buy the oxygen cylinder?"
If she remembers correctly, the oxygen cylinders in the shops here happened to be sold out.
"You just work, what do you do so much?"
Leng Yunlin frowned. When she saw that she had used up one bottle and used another bottle, the paleness on her face had improved a lot, so she felt much more relieved.
So he sat beside her, took out a bottle of water from his backpack, and after a long time he said, "I bought it from a tourist."
"I don't believe it. They are not useful yet, so why would they sell it to you? Besides, there is no place to replenish oxygen on this mountain."
Knowing the pain of altitude sickness, Mu Qingyu is of course very confused.
"Of course I don't want to give up a bottle for twenty yuan, but only two hundred yuan per bottle, so there will be more people willing to give up."
Raising his eyebrows, Leng Yunlin said indifferently.
"Two hundred yuan per bottle?" Mu Qingyu was shocked and almost felt hypoxia again. "You spent 1,000 yuan to buy these oxygen cylinders? In the store at the foot of the mountain, it was only twenty yuan. A bottle of money!”
That's right, when this guy asked to buy her for one month, he would have increased the price by ten times or ten times.
This is how rich people are! They burn with too much money!
"But, I think you feel very uncomfortable."
A simple sentence actually touched Mu Qingyu a little.
Because she was uncomfortable, he bought five oxygen cylinders at a high price from others?
Although I knew this was just a normal behavior for him, maybe it was because I got along well with him a few days ago.