Bai Xingwang was very happy to see his acquaintance and asked him to drink milk tea: "You can't leave people here, please help me see, I'll come back soon."

"Forget it, I'll treat you to drink." Xia Yuzhou felt it was troublesome, so it's better to buy it yourself.

"I want watermelon sand and ice." Young Master Bai was kind and did not hesitate at all.

Xia Yuzhou: "..." I felt like I was being tricked.

The cool bright red icy made the blood clan feel very appetizing. Xiaobai held the plastic cup contentedly, carefully held the straw in his mouth, and took a small mouthful happily.

Xia Yuzhou chewed the ice chips with a spoon: "Why are you here? Do the nobles also need to work?"

"No..." Bai Xingwang felt a little embarrassed, "Isn't this a punishment?"

Usually, this position has points, but it is fined that it will take ten days to work in vain. However, Bai Xingwang is very satisfied with this position. After all, he only needs to sit. Si Hengheng and Di Li are responsible for transporting goods, which is more difficult.

Xia Yuzhou smiled softly, took another big bite of ice, and said whimperingly with the ice in his mouth: "Dry it well in spicy food."

Bai Xingwang looked at his way of eating in surprise: "Don't you feel uncomfortable when you eat like this?"

"What's so uncomfortable?" Xia Yuzhou was not sure, so except for the one that was broken, his teeth were very healthy, and there was not even a tooth decay. It was no problem to eat large pieces of ice.

"Don't the blood teeth be sour?" Bai Xingwang pointed to his indented teeth. Blood teeth are very sensitive teeth and cannot touch cold things.

It turns out that these retractable teeth are sore when they are cold. No wonder Si Jun doesn’t eat ice cream much. Occasionally, he will frown for a long time when he is stuffed. Xia Yuzhou looked at the young master of the Bai family who seemed to be a lot of money: "Do you want to consider putting a film?"

Filming?

Bai Xingwang heard back that he could still apply a film on his teeth.

"You can apply a film on your mobile phone, and of course you can also do it. It is anti-fall, shock-proof, anti-hot and hot stimulus, and eat whatever you want," Xia Yuzhou gave him a business card with the address of the dental clinic on it. "Everyone is a blood clan, so you will get a 20% discount."

"Okay, I'll find you when the punishment period is over!" Mr. Bai was very interested in the filming project and put away his business card with great value. Thinking about it, you can eat ice in big mouthfuls, eat spicy hot pot openly, and take a big mouthful of ice in excitement, and jump up sourly.

To encourage young people to transform, become ghosts again, and strive to end their sentence as soon as possible, Xia Yuzhou hummed a little song and left the video game city. There are now 310 points in the account, which is enough for the child's food for a month. The so-called food in his pocket is not panic. Zhang Xia's father, who has been busy these days, finally has the leisure to buy something.

Two bags of dishes were hung on the electric donkey, plus a snack I bought for my child - duck blood vermicelli soup, and returned to the dusk road swaying.

A small truck was parked at the entrance of the clinic, and several workers were carrying large items to the car, which looked very shaped like his old integrated treatment table. He put down the electric donkey and had no time to lock it, and carried the duck blood vermicelli to stop it: "Hey, what are you doing?"

These two treatment machines are no longer the latest versions, so he plans to sell them for a brand new one. Because they are expensive, they have not found a suitable buyer. Those equipment manufacturers are too treacherous and try hard to lower the price. Selling them at that price is similar to selling scraps. They think that if they can't do it, just use them first, make some money and then replace them with new ones.

Now, someone is going to move his meal guy away!

"Dad," the son emerged from the house. "That was the buyer I contacted, and they came to move the goods."

Xia Yuzhou's eyelids were pounding and his family was a prodigal son. In just a few days, he started selling his property. He had his savings in his hands, decorated the store, and had very little left after buying consumables. If he sold the machine at a cheap price, where would he get a new one?

Take a deep breath and walk over with heavy steps. Xia Yuzhou felt that he had to be a strict father and correct it in time when his child was too bold and reckless: "How much did he sell it?"

"Five thousand."

"Five thousand?" The hand that was ready to hit the child was stopped in the air.

"Well, five thousand per unit, two ten thousand," Chen Mo saw the plastic bag in his father's hand, "What is that?"

Xia Yuzhou was stunned for a moment and suddenly stuffed the duck blood vermicelli into his son's hand: "Come on, son, eat!"

Two units sold for 10,000 yuan, which means that as long as you add a little more, you can buy the latest version of the top-end treatment machine! You should know that the buyers asked by Yuzhou these days have not given more than two thousand.

"Snacks... for me?" Chen Mo took it and looked at the thing that was packed in a disposable lunch box and put on two layers of plastic bags. The electric donkey wandered all the way, causing a lot of soup to spill in the plastic bag, which was cheap and rough.

"Oh, it's spilled. If you don't want to eat..."

"Thank you dad!" The boy clenched the plastic bag in his hand, his eyes full of light, "This is the first time I have received snacks from parents who brought back from their home."

He grew up to be sixteen years old and received it for the first time. Xia Yuzhou frowned: "What's wrong with your mother?"

Speaking of which, the child has been away from the hospital for several days, and the woman doesn't even call a phone number.

"She is a lunatic." Chen Mo didn't want to mention it too much, so he poured the soup and the fans into a big bowl and ate it with his father.

When he was a child, he thought his mother loved him, so even though he didn't like those competitions, he still completed them seriously and won all the children just to get a compliment from her. Later, when he grew up a little, he met other people of his age, he realized that other people's parents were not like this.

Normal parents will buy delicious food for children who work hard in the competition, and will ask to withdraw from the competition when the child is sick. They will not ask him to persist in the competition and must win the championship when he has a high fever.

Xia Yuzhou sighed and touched his son's head to talk about the topic: "By the way, where did you find a buyer here? How could you give such a conscientious price?"

"He sells medical devices and knows many customers. This is not given at the return price, but he helped him contact the next company who wanted to buy a second-hand mobile phone device," Chen Mo stuffed a large piece of duck blood tofu into his mouth, "I met him when I was in the hospital."

"Can you still develop your connections when you are in a hospital?" Xia Yuzhou was very surprised. He originally thought he was looking for a buyer online, but he didn't expect that he was relying on connections.

"Ah, he is the one who donated to me." Chen Mo thought for a while and gave this definition.

It was a sad father. He said that he had lost a son and couldn't help but care when he saw the sick child. He went to the affiliated hospital to discuss business. When he passed by the ward, he saw Chen Mo lying alone on the bed and half dead, so he turned in and talked to him. Before leaving, he left 20,000 yuan.

"It's not easy, give me his contact information and buy all the clinic supplies from him in the future." This is probably what my father feels like, Xia Yuzhou sighed.

Chen Mo: "To be honest, Dad, you have such a big fatherly love, have you ever lost your child?"

Otherwise, no one who is a father in his twenties is so enthusiastic and easy to do. He even joined the underworld organization to buy breakfast and milk for this cheap son he just picked up.

Xia Yuzhou: "…I am a gay man, thank you."

The problem boy didn't plan to stop, and asked again: "Did it be right from the beginning? I don't think you look like you."

Xia Yuzhou: "At a young age, what do you know? How can you tell me about naked eyes?"

But if you think about it carefully, he didn't know if he was a gay man or a girl, and he admired him very much. It was not until he was with Si Jun that he trembled and divided himself into this group.

Chen Mo looked at him worriedly: "I think it is necessary for you to reexamine yourself. You may be just a romance."

To put it bluntly, it’s just a handsome dog. It’s fine, no matter whether he is a man or a woman.

Xia Yuzhou raised his hand and gave him a chestnut.

The young boy covered his head with grievance: "What I said is true... Ah sneezing!" He suddenly sneezed, because his hands were covering his head and before he could cover his mouth, he blew out a round snot bubble.

"What's going on? Have you caught a cold?" Xia Yuzhou was shocked and handed him a piece of paper. Si Jun said before that the child's resistance is very low within a month.

As he was speaking, the voice of the boss next door came from outside: "Is Xiaoxia back?"

Xia Yuzhou slapped his head, remembering that the electric car and vegetables were still thrown outside, so he quickly ran out. The truck that was pulling the goods was gone, and the street was empty, but fortunately the electric car was not stolen. He quickly helped it up and wiped it, pushed it to the front of the cafe door and put it in: "There was some urgent matter in the store just now, so I didn't have time to push it over."

"It's okay, it's not that you want a car," the boss lady said happily. "Just acquaintance from my Industrial and Commercial Bureau came over and wanted to ask if you have a business license installed, do you need it... Ah Yeh!"

Halfway through the words, the proprietress also sneezes, ran back to the house and took a tissue to wipe her nose, and said embarrassedly: "I guess I was frozen yesterday when I was blown on the air conditioner. It's better for your doctor to like to wear masks, and I'm not afraid of spreading it to you."

Xia Yuzhou frowned and turned to look at the dry black blood in the center of the street. He felt a bad premonition in his heart. He thanked the boss's car and tightened his mask to go to other stores to check it out.

First, I went to the opposite pharmacy to buy a box of cold powder for my son, then went to the convenience store to buy seasonings, and finally passed by the KTV door to vigorously praise the security guard who bravely killed the dogs. People in these stores, including the security guards who killed werewolfs, didn’t look like they caught a cold.

Xia Yuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that it was not caused by the diseased mosquito. It might be that the boss’s wife caught a cold and infected her son who was low in resistance.

Xia Yuzhou has always been skeptical from a scientific perspective on the so-called disease-borne disease theory.

However, the next morning.

As soon as Xia Yuzhou opened the clinic door, he heard the loud sneezing of the convenience store cashier. Then, it was like a rooster crowing would cause infection, and the next door, the next door, began to sneeze.

The pharmacy owner stood at the door, blew his nose, and greeted Xia Yuzhou: "Yesterday I said you bought cold medicine, but today I caught a cold myself, haha. It's the season change, so you have to pay attention."

After saying that, the staff in the store quickly made a poster with a black letter on the yellow bottom, red edges and a line was written:

[Seasonal change to prevent colds, buy one free of isatis root]

It seems that diseased mosquitoes are really useful. Xia Yuzhou was worried that this kind of fantasy disease that is contagious is probably not something that isatis root can solve.

He sighed and had to call Si Jun.

After hearing his description, Si Jun said, "It seems it's an influenza mosquito."

Xia Yuzhou: "Of course I know it's a flu mosquito, so what should I do?"

We cannot let the sick mosquitoes continue to harm this street. After all, this incident was caused by him, because the car that attracted werewolfs was picked up. Whether it was killing mosquitoes or killing werewolfs, he would do it, as long as the innocent neighbors can be spared from illness.

Si Jun thought for a while: "Drink some isatis root."

Xia Yuzhou: "???"
Chapter completed!