Chapter 186 Reality - Preserved Egg and Lean Meat Congee
Before leaving, An Yuan added: "I ordered takeout for you, some nourishing chicken soup, remember to drink it! Bye~"
Bang.
The door closed again, and Yun Tuan pressed his eyebrows, feeling a little lucky - this time it wasn't preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
In the early years, she was prone to getting sick. Every time she went to the hospital and received an intravenous drip, An Yuan would go to the kitchen of the orphanage to ask for a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge as a gift for her, euphemistically saying that it contained meat and vegetables and was good for both physical and mental health. p>
In a blink of an eye, many years have passed.
Hey, when did they leave the orphanage...
Knock knock knock.
"Come in!"
She raised the pillow up a little and leaned on it.
Jing Yu's assistant walked in carrying a big red paper bag, "Your takeaway."
Yun Tuan took it and said thank you.
The assistant hesitated to speak, and finally walked to the bedside and asked softly: "Is the portion of the nutritious meal a little small? If there is something inappropriate, just say it, it's okay."
"No, this is a condolence gift from a friend."
Yun Tuan feels a little embarrassed. In fact, it has been a rare happy time in her adult life recently.
It's just that people tend to get tired easily if they lie down for a long time, so she continued to lie down while feeling a sense of urgency.
"Okay, you have a good rest. I'll go buy band-aids for Master He." The assistant nodded and smiled and quickly left the ward.
...Band-Aid?
The opponent had so many broken ribs, could he also injure Jinghe?
That's quite inspiring.
After drinking the chicken soup, she flipped through the side books Jing Yu brought as usual and memorized a few strange symbols.
Just as he was reminiscing, Jinghe walked into the ward with a band-aid on his left cheek and turned on the TV with an expressionless expression——
"In summer and autumn, the temperature changes. Please pay attention to add clothes in time."
Drop.
"There has been a high incidence of influenza recently. Please wear a mask, avoid going to crowded places, and pay attention to indoor ventilation to avoid cross-infection."
Drop.
"Cough cough cough!" The old man in Chinese costume in the play covered his face and coughed violently.
Di - Jinghe turned off the TV and looked unhappy, "Why do you have a cold and a fever? You still laugh when you have a fever like that. You should see a psychiatrist!"
The clouds looked away and remained silent.
……
More than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Her injury has long since healed, but it took a lot of effort to pick up the wasted schoolwork and physical training.
Overnight, the entire city was buried in red maple leaves, which was warm and eye-catching.
People seem to have suddenly given up their fear of the "smiler" and found a way to coexist peacefully with them, which is actually harmonious.
Yun Tuan has no interest in beautiful scenery or making friends. If there were no intrusion from the paradise, she might just repeat the simple life of getting off work and going back to the apartment to sleep every day.
There is no such worldly desire.
She scrolled the mouse and focused on the information related to ancient plagues - in that era, there were no specific medicines for the symptoms, and those with poor health could only wait to die when they got sick.
Yun Tuan casually made a note in the blank space of the information.
The information is densely packed with copy disaster predictions and response plans. Even if you unfortunately encounter one of them, you can still take measures to deal with it.
The ballpoint pen rolled around on the table and got slightly stuck at the corner - click!
When Yun Tuan bent down to pick up the pen, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
【Welcome back to Extreme Park!
You have entered the dungeon [Destroyed and Lost].
Mission requirements: Survive to next summer as long as the cicadas sing.
Your points: 267, number of followers: 1.6w.】
The moment his feet hit the ground, Yun Tuan rolled up his sleeves and took a look. There was a slightly lighter mark on his left wrist.
Very good, it’s her.
The fabric of the sleeves is very rough, slim-fitting and patchy.
Coarse cloth shorts, no jewelry, proper ordinary people.