Chapter 289 288. Xiaoyu’s things
Zhou Qian interrupted his immersion, with an expressionless face at the moment: "Stop reaching the sky. If you lie down again, it’s time to reach the underworld."
He stretched out his arms to lift the person up from the ground: "Are there any other injuries? Have you been hit? How does your head feel now? Do you want to vomit? Are you dizzy?"
This series of questions is endless. Nervous, but Gao Ming ignored it and was still looking at the roof at this moment.
After a moment, he came to his senses and grabbed Zhou Qian's forearm with his backhand. The veins on his long and thin fingers were ferocious, and his whole body was shaking with excitement and force:
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"Ginseng!"
Zhou Qian frowned.
The other party's red eyes were fixed on him: "Ginseng! That stuttering ginseng! My mutant cold arrow bamboo needs its ginseng whiskers! It needs its energy!"
Zhou Qian was silent For a moment, the muscles of his arms bulged slightly, and then he directly put the person on his shoulders: "Did you call him Stuttering Ginseng?"
"Let's go, we promised Boss Tang that we won't let you starve to death. .”
Gao Ming immediately struggled: "You don't understand! You don't understand at all! Although the induction of this mutated Cold Arrow Bamboo failed! But the growth ability of Tongtian is rare in the world!"
"And all of this is because of absorption. The root energy of that stuttering ginseng!"
"Do you know how important this is?"
"That talking ginseng can participate in the growth of all mutant plants in the future. And it contains unprecedented energy!”
“Look at this cold arrow bamboo!”
Gao Ming lay on his shoulder and became excited. He kept struggling at this moment and was hit in the stomach by the shoulder again, making him vomit subconsciously.
Zhou Qian quickly pressed his waist, fearing that the other person would vomit all the bile on him.
But the fanatical and weird scientist is extremely persistent at this moment. The blood on his head is still falling drop by drop, but his arms are trying hard to support his back as strong as a steel plate.
"Did you hear that? Didn't you notice! The growth of this mutated bamboo has stopped! It can obviously grow again, it has not reached its limit yet! Ginseng Xu, I need Ginseng Xu! Two more , Five more!”
“If I can measure its limit, I will know the energy contained in the ginseng, and I will be better in the future——”
Zhou Qian frowned tightly as he carried people on his shoulders and walked among the dense roots. It was extremely difficult to walk, and he had to tear several roots apart.
But fortunately, this bamboo is not as bad-tempered as Kuangbiao, or in other words, it is just mutated and does not have its own thoughts, so it does not have any reaction.
When Gao Ming talked about his plan again, Zhou Qian had already thrown the person into the back seat of the car with a bang, then closed the door and locked it, and started the car neatly.
“Did you hear what I said?”
Gao Ming got up from his lying position. At this moment, the blood on his forehead was about to flow into his eyes, and he lifted his sleeves rudely. Erase:
"Shenzhen!"
But Zhou Qian remained unmoved. He turned the steering wheel and walked easily on the road.
This place is very close to Huai Yu's home, but he has already arrived quickly with two feet on the accelerator. At this moment, the water in the pot has just boiled. Huai Yu stood nervously at the door, watching the two of them come back. He quickly said: "Brother Zhou Qian, was there an earthquake just now?" Before Zhou Qian could answer, Gao Ming had already opened the car door and stumbled out: "I want ginseng!"
His hair was disheveled. , his face was pale, and his whole body was stained with dust. However, there was dark red blood on his forehead, half-solidified on his cheeks, forming a ferocious gesture, and large traces were blurred by his sleeves.
At the same time, there was vermilion blood flowing down quietly from his forehead.
Huai Yu was startled: "What an injury!"
Gao Ming was about to pounce on him, but Zhou Qian stretched out his long arm, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him away Arriving at the living room: "Xiaoyu, you make a cup of salt and sugar water first, and I'll clean up his wounds."
"Oh oh oh!" Zhou Qian had already spoken, and Huai Yu naturally ignored Gao Ming's nagging. . However, as soon as he left, Zhou Qian dragged him directly to the washbasin: "Since there is no concussion or other injuries, just clean up your face quickly."
Gao Ming, however, stubbornly raised his head. Come: "I don't! I want someone now——"
Before the word "Shen" came out of his mouth, a huge force suddenly came from the back of his head, and then his whole face was pressed into the basin.
After a while, Gao Ming's embarrassed and wet face was lifted up, and bright red blood gradually spread in the basin.
He gasped for air, and then looked at Zhou Qian in surprise and shock, not understanding why all of this happened.
Zhou Qian, who has always been calm, reliable and tolerant, had a serious expression on his face: "That's Xiaoyu's ginseng. It's not your turn to make demands."
"You can either clean yourself up now, old man Eat and drink honestly. Or, I’ll drive you back to Boss Tang directly.”
He is not Huaiyu, and he has trust and affection for all strangers.
Just like Huaiyu still hopes that after they go to the wilderness, Gao Ming can help feed the chickens and geese at home. But in fact, Gao Ming has been with them for so long, and he has never taken the initiative to talk about any topic other than experiments, nor has he cared about the characteristics of the various mutant creatures in his home.
The only contact they have every day is when the other person comes to eat, and after finishing the meal, they put down their chopsticks and leave.
These are all handled by Xiaoyu. She feels that there is no difference between the two and three people. Besides, Boss Tang is kind to her and generously gave her contribution points...
But in fact, they Now there is no shortage of these two thousand. Zhou Qian would never let the other party arrange things that belonged to Xiaoyu as a matter of course.
The next moment, Huaiyu came in with a bowl full of salt and sugar water. He was stunned when he saw that the other party's hair, face and clothes were all wet.
But Zhou Qian threw a towel over in his usual manner: "Wipe off the blood yourself and apply medicine to you later."
The wound on his head was not big to begin with. Now that the bleeding has gradually slowed down, Gao Ming took the towel with a complicated expression and pressed it on his face.
With a slight sting on his forehead, his manic and excited heart gradually calmed down, and his face returned to its usual expressionless expression.
When the towel was taken off, Huaiyu’s pink and clean face in front of him showed a trace of worry:
"Did you faint due to low blood sugar? I said you can't stay up late. Drink this sugar water quickly - although it's a little salty and a little sweet, it's not unpleasant to drink."
He then looked at Zhou Qian: "Brother Zhou Qian, what happened with the earthquake just now? Did Gao Ming's wound come from a fall?"
Zhou Qian nodded: "He cultivated a mutated bamboo, and the growth was a bit loud. The roof broke through, probably a stone hit my head..."
Huh?
Huaiyu looked at Gao Ming and asked with interest: "Mutated bamboo? Can it also talk? Isn't it also a talkative person like Kuang Biao? Such bamboos cannot be planted too close to each other. Ah!”
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