Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

"I don't agree..." the woman on the ground said.

"It's your turn to disagree, just—" Ye Buqing was mid-sentence. The woman who was lying motionless on the ground got up from the ground with the energy of sprinting after the gunshot in a sprint competition. She swooped down and pressed Ye Buqing's shoes on her. He fell down and shouted, "I don't agree! I'm going to be hit to death by you! If you don't agree to my request, I will sue you. You have to be responsible to the end!"

No, eldest sister, you look like you are about to be knocked to death because of your awesomeness...

Ye Buqing suppressed the kick that he wanted to make, and exchanged a look with the guard. Their eyes met, and both of them felt a chill because of her words. When Ye Buqing spoke again, his voice was cold, "Oh? Really? What are you doing? Require?"

"Help..." The woman's voice was hidden in her disheveled hair. Ye Buqing bent down to hear her whole words.

Please save my dad, he is about to die from the infection.

"Who is your father?" Ye Buqing asked.

At this time, the woman who was holding Ye Buqing's legs raised her head, revealing a somewhat familiar face.

"My father is Wei Duocai, as you have seen." The woman who spoke was Wei Duocai's daughter. She repeatedly found trouble with Ye Buqing and Wei Xinyu, who Ye Buqing couldn't deal with.

Just now I was wondering why I didn't see Wei Duocai at the material exchange center, but I didn't expect that he would be infected after not seeing him for a while.

Wei Duocai still had a special recruitment ticket from Ye Buqing. After thinking about it, it seemed not good to let him die like this.

There are things to be busy with tomorrow, and Ye Buqing doesn't want to go to the hospital with Wei Xinyu. After recalling, there are many medicines that were given to Lin Jingou before, and they are all in the hands of Director Zhan.

"Go to the hospital, find Zhan Zhicheng, and tell him that I want to save people and take him to your father. Also, spread my legs and see if I don't beat you until the blood gets on my clothes." Ye Buqing exerted all his strength and continued to Wei Xinyu lifted the leg strap up.

Her words were like sending someone away. Wei Xinyu didn't believe it and hugged her legs and wouldn't let go.

The guards on the side couldn't see her, and they couldn't help the woman. They could only advise, "Go to the hospital quickly. There's no point in delaying here. Go to the hospital quickly and find someone as Miss Ye said. Otherwise, The police will come and take you away after a while, and you won’t be able to leave even if you want to.”

Ye Buqing was already on the verge of patience, and this trick of messing around was really ineffective against her. Referring to Ye Jinlan, when she came over to ask for supplies, all she got in exchange was a violent beating from Ye Buqing.

Counting down three times in his heart, the number reached zero. Ye Buqing stretched out his hand and pulled Wei Xinyu up. The two of them looked at each other, and only then did Ye Buqing see clearly that the blood stain on Wei Xinyu's face was actually the result of her picking the pimple and it flowed out. That pitiful bit of blood could be sucked up by a mosquito.

Wei Xinyu knew that he and Ye Buqing were in a relationship, so he didn't dare to look at Ye Buqing during the whole process of asking for help. He lowered his head and started crying for some reason.

No matter how ugly or beautiful it is, shedding tears is always an act that can easily move people.

Another person's heart would be soft, but unfortunately, Ye Buqing is made of lime, cement, and concrete. Adding some water and stirring will only make it harder.

"You're crying, you're crying. I'm in a fucking accident and I'm in trouble with you. I haven't asked you to compensate me yet, but you started crying first? Didn't you hear me when I told you to go to the hospital? Your dad is not dead yet, so you're crying, If you delay things, your father will be killed and you will cry." Ye Buqing mercilessly threw the man to the roadside, snorted coldly, got in the car and entered the villa area without saying a word.

Wei Xinyu's whole body ached as soon as he got out of the car. Throwing it away made the pain even worse. His face was covered with tears and snot. He wanted to rush to the villa area, but he didn't have the courage to look at the guards who were armed with live ammunition, so he had to cry all the way. Back to the hospital.

Her mask was in her pocket. Just before she jumped into the car to perform the fight, she folded the mask and put it back in her pocket. She didn't cherish it before, and this was the last mask at home.

Approaching the hospital, she found a mask, put it on, and took her temperature. When she got to the critical area, she couldn't go in and had to sit in the corridor for a while. She couldn't sit for too long, otherwise she would be kicked away.

My father was seriously ill, my mother was also infected, and Wei Xinyu was left alone. The eldest lady, who had no fingers in the spring water, stayed at home for a few days. She couldn't take care of herself and could only swipe her credit card to buy box lunches.

She ate two boxes of five-point lunch boxes a day, and the rent on the card was also deducted, as well as the hospital medicine fees. After deducting and deducting, Wei Xinyu looked at the three-digit card, finally started to panic, and ran to the hospital. , seeing Wei Duocai's face as gold as foil, she felt panicked. She stared at Wei Duocai's rising and falling chest at the door of the ward for more than half an hour, fearing that Wei Duocai was really dead and would no longer want her.

After sitting on the bench for about ten minutes, Wei Xinyu wiped his tears with his sleeve, grabbed a passing nurse, and asked in a twitchy voice, "Do you have a nurse named Zhan Zhicheng here?"

She had no hope. That woman Ye Buqing had a grudge against her and must have tricked her.

The nurse who was pulled by her was impatient. He paused, looked her up and down, and shouted, "Director Zhan, someone is looking for you here!"

Not far ahead, a man adjusted his glasses, looked over, and asked, "Who is looking for me?"

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Regardless of the incident that happened, Ye Buqing went to bed very early that night. She had to drive a long distance the next day. She had never had such an experience and was afraid that she would doze off.

He went to bed before ten o'clock. When he woke up at around five o'clock the next day, Ye Buqing ate two bowls of beef noodles, jumped on the spot, and felt that he was in good condition.

There was nothing to prepare for the supplies. The off-road vehicle was taken out from the warehouse. There were unused dishes, chopsticks, pots and stoves in the trunk. There were also various bases and noodles in abundance.

No matter what the shortcomings are, Ye Buqing can just take it and use it as she pleases. Anyway, she is driving alone and doesn't have to worry about the inconvenience of others.

After driving the black off-road vehicle and locking the door of his home, Ye Buqing walked all the way to the parking lot and saw Lin Jingou's people already waiting.

"Can't wait to leave?" Ye Buqing lowered the window and laughed.

"Well," Lin Jingou pursed his lips and smiled, "There are so many people waiting, so I can't wait."

Under this situation, Lin Jingou looked quite pleasing to the eye. Ye Buqing did not raise any objection, but looked behind him.

Glancing at the truck they were loading with supplies, Lin Jingou's nervousness was clearly evident from the fact that there were two large locks on the door of the back compartment.

"Follow me on the way into the mountain city, and you will lead the way when you get there." After saying this, Ye Buqing slowed down the car and drove forward at a pace of twenty miles. In the rearview mirror, he saw Lin Jingou and others getting into the car and heading towards her. He was chasing me in the opposite direction, then he hit the accelerator and rushed out suddenly.

Jiangshi Base, two red lanterns at the gate, were still burning stubbornly in the unclear morning.