Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

True to the saying that misfortunes never come singly, when Ye Buqing went to the hospital to visit Jiang Lianming with nutritional supplements the next day, he learned from Wen Manlian about Jiang Lianming's test results. Myocarditis can be cured even if the heart stops beating and epinephrine is administered. But just this morning, the hospital said that Jiang Lianming had been diagnosed with gastric cancer.

Wen Manlian was not as enthusiastic as Lin Li in grabbing Ye Buqing's hand and thanking her profusely. She just led Ye Buqing to sit down on a chair, poured Ye Buqing a cup of tea, and served him carefully and slowly.

Most of the nutritional supplements Ye Buqing brought were edible and unprocessed. The vacuumed pigeons, chickens and ducks piled in the bags were a bit unscrupulous, but they were also real and practical.

He had known that Jiang Lianming had a stomach problem, but Ye Buqing did not expect that it was stomach cancer.

She asked Wen Manlian casually, "Did the thermos cup work well last time? Is the water not cold?"

Jiang Lianming answered first. He was leaning on the hospital bed. There was a pile of documents placed by the bedside. He wanted to pick it up to read but did not dare to pick it up due to Wen Manlian's temper. He felt a little funny for a moment, "It's easy to use. I'll drink it tonight." It even burns your mouth."

The water was drunk.

Ye Buqing smiled and said that's fine. He took out the detector from his backpack, put it on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Jiang Lianming calmly with his eyes.

After one dose of medicine, Jiang Lianming's myocarditis was cured, but the gastric cancer was still there.

This is the first time the magic medicine has failed.

Is it not enough?

With this in mind, Ye Buqing took out another thermos cup, which contained the rock sugar lotus seeds that Ye Cheng had stewed before. Added with white fungus, the soup was very thick. She took it out and twisted it open. She shook her hand and pretended to be surprised. Phew, as he spoke, he sprinkled some and walked to the table over the window sill with the cup in hand.

The thermos cup and cup lid were placed on the table. Ye Buqing turned his back to the two of them and unknowingly added a tube of medicine. He put away the empty bottle and was about to turn back when Wen Manlian brought a rag and handed it to her to wipe her hands.

"Thank you." Ye Buqing took the rag, wiped it on his hands, then pointed to the thermos cup and said to Wen Manlian, "I brought some sweet soup to soothe my throat. I think it should be drinkable, right?"

"You can drink it, but the doctor only said you can't eat spicy food." Jiang Lianming answered again.

Jiang Lianming had just been diagnosed with cancer, but he showed a hint of optimism and did not take the disease seriously, interrupting when Wen Manlian and Ye Buqing were talking.

Wen Manlian held the thermos cup and placed it directly on the bedside. Without talking to Jiang Lianming, she handed the thing over and looked to the side.

Ye Buqing was not stupid, he could tell that Ye Cheng was so busy at work that he fainted, and Yang Huixin also had to have such a nose that was not the nose or the eyes, and she was sulking with a pulled face.

She came today because she really needed to see Lin Jingou. Before going out, she thought of Jiang Lianming's stomach. Ye Buqing asked Wen Manlian who walked her to the door of the ward, "Has the doctor told her how to treat it?"

"In the early days, there was still time for surgery, and surgery would probably be arranged, but now the risk of infection is too high, and the doctor said to wait." Wen Manlian replied.

Infection, of course, refers to this infectious disease of the respiratory system. Ye Buqing's activities have been progressing rapidly recently, but some people can't bear it and are unable to recover from the illness. Even after taking endless medicines, they still can't get better.

"If you need help, please contact me. I don't have any other skills. There is no shortage of supplies." Ye Buqing said to Wen Manlian.

Wen Manlian still looked dignified and cold, nodding very reservedly, closing the door and looking at Ye Buqing's back.

Lin Jingou was discharged from the hospital. This matter was important to Ye Buqing, but it was not to the extent that he had to come.

"You're in good spirits." Ye Buqing opened the door and saw Lin Jingou sitting cross-legged on the bed, taking apart his gun.

"Here we come." Lin Jingou looked up at Ye Buqing and methodically assembled the various parts on his hands. He weighed a dark gun in his hand and stuffed it under his pillow.

The greeting was gentle, as if the two of them knew each other very well.

"Are you feeling better? The hospital said you need to be discharged. Don't be brave just for the sake of medicine. I'll be in great trouble if you die on the way." Ye Buqing opened his mouth, spoke a few times, and fucked Lin Jingou three times. They were both pierced, and there were three bloody holes in the front, back and back.

"...It's really good." Lin Jingou watched Ye Buqing move a bench and sit down on his own, putting a pair of glasses on his face. In his impression, Ye Buqing did not wear glasses, but he couldn't tell because many people nowadays Don't all little girls wear those small glasses that stick directly to their eyeballs? He knew that he didn't like Ye Buqing, so he didn't dare to ask.

I looked around and wondered whether Lin Jingou's roommate had become seriously ill again or had been discharged from the hospital. Lin Jingou was the only one left in this ward. It was a luxurious single room with four beds that could be switched to sleep.

"It's nothing else. What I said before is true, but my medicine cannot be given for free. Do you understand what I mean? Even in Jiang City, my medicine is clearly accounted for."

"Well, I understand that. Whether you want points or supplies, I promise you." Lin Jingou nodded.

"Will it work if you promise? Will your leader let you make the decision?" Ye Buqing smiled.

"I can't say anything else. This will definitely work. If you are not satisfied with the reward, I will send the medicine back to you." Lin Jingou answered solemnly.

"Okay, I will prepare everything within a week. There won't be a lot of medicine. You should be mentally prepared for this. But you can prepare whatever is in the traditional Chinese medicine package and I won't stop you." After Ye Buqing finished speaking, his eyes behind the detector I scanned Lin Jingou and found that there was only a row of yellow malnutrition.

Malnutrition is not a big deal. Nowadays, eight out of ten people who go out are malnourished.

After confirming that Lin Jingou was really fine, Ye Buqing took out the medicine list and checked it with him.

Lin Jingou himself didn't know medicine, and Ye Buqing didn't try to coax him. He followed the list given to Jiangshi and gave him all the medicines commonly used to treat epidemic diseases.

After deciding on the quantity, Ye Buqing said goodbye and went home to prepare.

On his way back, he passed by Jiang Lianming's ward and happened to see Wen Manlian going to the bathroom to rinse a cup. Taking this opportunity, Ye Buqing glanced at Jiang Lianming through the glass door. The gastric cancer in him still hadn't gone away.

The base hospital has checked and found out that if this method of quietly administering medicine does not work, then Jiang Lianming will inevitably suffer a lot and get stabbed several times.

Good news. Recently, the base hospital said that if the sterile environment cannot be guaranteed, surgery will not be allowed.

The bad news is that the two doctors at Chengbang Hospital have no experience in gastric cancer surgery.

Yes, Ye Buqing originally wanted to stun Jiang Lianming and bring him into the city-state, cut out the stomach with cancer cells, and then take him out without anyone noticing, so that he could take good care of his body. But after asking Dr. Lin and his wife, they are not experienced in this area. It is possible to cut, but there is no guarantee of cutting too much or too little.

"..." Ye Buqing pursed his lips and asked in disbelief, "Does this mean that if I want to treat him, I have to find another doctor who can do this surgery?"

I originally hoped that drinking some stamina potion would cure the person, but unfortunately, the stamina potion seemed to be ineffective against cancer cells.

Ye Buqing was at the villa at night and asked Yuan Wentong to help him find out if there was any doctor who was very knowledgeable about cancer in the Jiang City base when he had time recently.

After asking, it was like throwing the news into the water. Ye Buqing never got a reply.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed. Jiang Lianming insisted on being discharged from the hospital and had returned to work. He was sitting in the office and continuing to correct documents. He was bombarded with news from various radio stations. Regarding Lin Jingou's return to Sichuan Province, Jiang Lianming said a few official polite words. , and then he sent two barrels of gasoline to let people leave.

Ye Buqing prepared a truckload of supplies for Lin Jingou, which contained all kinds of medicines. In order to hide it from others, Ye Buqing parked the truck next to the container, and Lin Jingou's people mingled with Ye Buqing's employees to count the supplies.

Lin Jingou had just recovered from a serious illness, but his face was still extremely ugly, as pale as snow. He looked around and saw Ye Buqing standing next to a pink container stuffing something into his mouth. He stepped up and was about to go over.

Ye Buqing was eating Liu Hong's newly baked Napoleon. While eating, a bunch of crumbs fell down. Liu Hong said that there has been a lot of business recently, although most of them are employees of the two restaurants next door. Their wages are high and stable. Even if I have extra money on hand, I am willing to try something new to satisfy my craving.

Seeing Yuan Wentong coming, Liu Hong stopped talking, turned around and went into the inner room to continue making cake embryos. Yuan Wentong just happened to be able to talk to Ye Buqing.

"Boss, I don't have a clue about what you asked me to inquire about, but Xiao Shen said that the father of one of his college roommates also had gastric cancer. He recovered well after the operation and has never relapsed."

Xiao Shen is that male college student named Shen Yihang, who recently studied accounting with two senior accountants.

"Where was the surgery done?" Ye Buqing asked.

Realizing that Yuan Wentong's eyes were falling behind her, Ye Buqing turned around and saw Lin Jingou walking against the light, and at the same time heard Yuan Wentong's voice.

"Sichuan Military Region Hospital."