"Mr. Xu, are you feeling any better?" Cui Jizhong offered a cup of water with solicitous care.
Xu Jingsong pushed the cup away and massaged his temples.
"Hmm! Just that my head still feels a bit groggy, there are no side effects from that dicine, right?"
"Don’t worry, Mr. Xu, there won’t be any. It’s probably just that the sedative hasn’t completely worn off."
"Hmm!" Xu Jingsong threw back the blanket and just got out of bed.
"Hiss~" The corner of his mouth twitched, apparently because it pulled at his wound.
That damn woman!
Xu Jingsong’s face darkened.
"Mr. Xu, let help you," Cui Jizhong said cautiously, helping Xu Jingsong keep his balance.
The faint pain in his body, however, had cleared Xu Jingsong’s head quite a bit.
"What about last night’s incident, how’s the investigation going?"
"It’s still being investigated, but there’s already so news from the police. It was Captain Wang Zhao Ping of the criminal police who received an anonymous call. He was the one leading the team last night."
"Anonymous call?" Xu Jingsong frowned.
"Do we have any beef with this Wang Zhao Ping?"
"No beef, but then again we’re not exactly friends.
Ever since Yuan Li’s incident, we’ve had little contact with the criminal police. I’ve had soone et with Wang Zhao Ping, and he’s not on the sa wavelength as we are."
"What about that blondie?"
"Still detained, but I have sent soone to bail him out. He should be released today, and I will personally interrogate him."
"Hmm! Regardless of the outco, this guy is of no use anymore."
"Mr. Xu, you an..."
"A useless person, why keep them around for the New Year? Besides..." Xu Jingsong eyed Cui Jizhong with a chilling gaze.
Gao Yuan not only received the ssage, brought self-defense weapons, but also notified the police in advance. Clearly, the other party was well-prepared, definitely because soone leaked the information...
"Better to kill by mistake than to let go!"
Cui Jizhong shivered all over and quickly bowed his head, "I understand."
After walking a couple of steps, Xu Jingsong still felt the pain unbearable and had just thought about returning to bed to continue lying down when he suddenly rembered sothing.
"Right, where is the agreent from last night?"
"Agreent? What agreent?" Cui Jizhong was taken aback for a mont.
Xu Jingsong: "..."
...
"Everyone, hurry up and get on the bus, we’re about to leave soon!"
"Xiao Yu, quick, quick, quick!"
Just before the team left, ng Lang and Xiao Yu boarded the company’s coach.
"ng Lang, over here!" Elder Zhang saw ng Lang getting on the bus from the back row and gestured for him to co over.
"Uncle Zhang, you’re here too." He greeted Elder Zhang with a smile, then led Xiao Yu to sit next to Elder Zhang in an empty seat.
"Eh? Whose child is this?" Elder Zhang was a little puzzled to see Xiao Yu.
"Oh, this is Xiao Yu, my neighbor’s sister. Xiao Yu, say hello to Uncle Zhang."
"Hello, Uncle Zhang!"
"Ah hello hello, what a lovely child, here, have a tangerine."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"
Xiao Yu wore a sunflower-patterned jumper today, carrying a small panda backpack, a water bottle with rabbit ears, and a beige narrow-brimd hat.
She was fully geared up for a spring outing, cute in a word.
Seeing Xiao Yu’s obedient face, Elder Zhang kept offering fruits and snacks with a chuckle.
He looked at ng Lang.
"Your neighbor’s sister? Her sister’s fine with you taking her out?"
"What’s there to worry about?" ng Lang took the tangerine Xiao Yu handed to him and popped a piece into his mouth.
"Heh! Looks like you’re on good terms with your neighbors. Could it be this is the ’South Wall’ you ntioned before?" Elder Zhang laughed aningfully.
They trust soone with their own sister, could the relationship be bad (liao)?
No wonder you don’t want to leave—that’s quite the hero’s burial...
Should I ntion this to Mr. ng later?
ng Lang took a look at Xiao Yu and couldn’t help but give Elder Zhang a thumbs-up.
Amazing, Elder Zhang!
Your words are blessed, aren’t they? You always hit the nail on the head? It’s even more accurate than the fortunes at Nanshan Temple.
But are you sure we’re on the sa page?
"Uncle Zhang, why do I hear a nasal in your speech?"
Earlier, the bus was a bit noisy and he couldn’t hear clearly; after talking for a while, ng Lang realized that Elder Zhang seed to be suffering from a cold.
"Hmm! Don’t know if it’s from catching a cold last night, but my throat was killing this morning, I’m old, my body can’t handle it anymore, just need to have so cold dicine, and I’ll be fine."
"Achoo~" As he spoke, Elder Zhang took out a tissue to wipe his nose.
ng Lang thoughtfully turned to Xiao Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, do you know why people get better quickly after taking cold dicine?"
"Ah?" Xiao Yu was caught off guard by ng Lang’s sudden question.
"Because... cold dicine can kill the virus?" she ventured uncertainly.
"Hmm! That’s a common misconception most people have. In fact, ordinary viral colds cannot and do not need to be treated.
All the cold dicines we take are only to relieve symptoms.
That is to say, taking dicine just makes you more comfortable and doesn’t really help to kill the virus; it might even increase drug resistance.
With a cold, it’s a week with dicine, seven days without.
The battles inside the body go on as they must, interesting isn’t it?"
"Uh..."
Xiao Yu hadn’t responded yet when Elder Zhang next to her objected.
"Interesting my ass! dicine doesn’t work? I’m old, and my immunity isn’t great, dragging out a cold for one or two weeks, what if it turns into a fever?"
"Eh? Uncle Zhang, I wasn’t talking to you; not at you."
ng Lang was dissatisfied with this "teaching tool" that had popped into the conversation.
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