Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

This fruit tree grows on a high ground beside the road. The tree is not very tall, but it grows on a very high ground. A few lively boys just pick up the half-hard but not soft fruit. Just throw it down.

Lu Zhengqing was limping, holding a plastic bag in his hand, and stood under a tree to pick it up.

When he picked up a few, he turned around and saw Qiao Lingxiang holding a few wide and large banana leaves in his hand, squatting on the ground, picking up the fruits, and wrapping the fruits in the leaves.

This is really a very diligent and good girl.

Lu Zhengqing smiled, held up half a bag of fruit, raised his head and said:

"Brother Cen, I'm exhausted, should we have lunch?"

Cen Yi jumped down from the tree and said:

"Eat, I still have something to eat."

He didn't bring much food. This morning, everyone had already eaten the bag of compressed biscuits distributed by the mission center. Lu Zhengqing, Zhao Long and Ajiu didn't bring much, but they all brought some.

So everyone, don't be stingy, take out your own things and share them. It is not a problem to spend four or five days in this scenic spot.

But Qiao Ayaka said:

"Eat instant noodles, add some fruit, and I'll cook noodles for you."

"Can you still cook noodles?"

A few boys who had never played wild survival looked at Qiao Lingxiang curiously, and Cen Yi asked:

"But there are no pots and pans here."

"I brought it."

Qiao Lingxiang held a lot of fruits wrapped in banana leaves in her arms. She turned around and walked to the side of the car, took out her backpack from the back seat, looked around, and pointed to a small stream next to the mountain road. There is a rocky beach.

To Cen Yi and the others, with a good attitude of consulting, he said:

"There, I'm going to build a stove, Senior Cen, can you pick up some dry branches for me?"

Seeing the boys nodding, Qiao Lingxiang said to Lu Zhengqing again:

"Senior Lu, your feet are still injured and it is not convenient for you to climb up and down. You can sit next to me and help me out, okay?"

Lu Zhengqing immediately said sternly:

"Oh, sister Xiangxiang still loves me."

Qiao Lingxiang ignored him. She got along with this person for a few days, and found that this person talked like this. Sometimes he looked serious, and sometimes he was out of tune.

If you want to be serious with this kind of person, it may be impossible.

After everyone dispersed, Qiao Lingxiang walked to the rocky beach beside the water with her bag on her back, looking for suitable stones to build a stove. After a while, a simple small stove was quickly built.

She rummaged through her backpack for a long time, and finally found a set of cooking utensils.

Lu Zhengqing limped from the side of the dirt road onto the rocky beach, and watched Qiao Ling sit down on a flat rock with great interest, and pulled a black bag the size of a small watermelon out of her backpack. .

She opened the black bag, and inside was a small black milk pot with an iron lid on it. Qiao Lingxiang opened the lid on the pot, took out the handle from the pot, and opened the handle with a few screws. Installed on the small milk pot.

Lu Zhengqing felt that Qiao Lingxiang was thinking carefully and thought of everything. He stretched his neck and looked inside the small milk pot. There was a small colorful disc.

He asked strangely:

"What is this little plate for?"

"It can be used as drinking water and as a rice bowl."

With Qiao Lingxiang's chubby hand, she took the small colored disc out of the pot, and pressed the center point in front of Lu Zhengqing, and the disc folded and folded into a bowl, folded again and again. It was folded and pushed into a cup with a wide mouth.

She explained:

"This is a registration gift when I applied for the extreme survival camp."

Then, Qiao Lingxiang handed over the colored folding cups and milk pot to Lu Zhengqing, and said:

"Senior Lu, please help me get some water and wash the pot."

They built a stove on the rocky beach, and it was not difficult to get water, which Lu Zhengqing could do.

He did as he said. After he washed the pot and filled the water in the collapsible cup, he turned around and saw that Qiao Lingxiang had found a long branch, sat on the spot, and took out a handful from his backpack. Knife, sharpened the end of the branch.

She waited for Lu Zhengqing to come over, then she took out a bottle of bruise oil from her bag, and lowered her eyes and said to Lu Zhengqing:

"Senior Lu, you need to rub your feet. Now that you have entered the mountain, you should hurry up. Otherwise, if you want to climb the mountain, it may be difficult."

Lu Zhengqing felt that what Qiao Lingxiang said made sense. He limped over to the side of the stone stove with a small milk pot and a collapsible cup, put the things down, took off his shoes and socks, and reached out to ask Qiao Lingxiang what to ask Bottle of bruises oil.

Instead, she poured the medicated oil into her hands, grabbed Lu Zhengqing's calf, put her hands on his calf and ankle, and kneaded it skillfully.

It may be the effect of the medicated oil. Lu Zhengqing's calf and ankle felt warm after touching Qiao Lingxiang's hand.

There was a feeling of dissipating pain, which clearly passed from Lu Zhengqing's leg.

He looked curiously at Qiao Lingxiang's bruise oil, and praised:

"What brand of traumatic oil is this? My legs don't feel any pain at all."

Hearing this, Qiao Lingxiang immediately withdrew her hand from Lu Zhengqing's lap, her expression was a little dazed, she looked down at her hand, then at the bottle of petrol that had fallen, thought for a while, and then said :

"Safflower oil is sold in pharmacies. When I signed up for the extreme survival camp, the organizer gave it to me as a gift."

"The effect is very good."

Lu Zhengqing, who hadn't contacted super science fiction at all, picked up the safflower oil and looked at it, but couldn't see any flowers, so he could only return the safflower oil to Qiao Lingxiang.

Later, he also went to buy a few bottles of this stuff in case the pharmacy was still open.

She lowered her head and was silent for a long time before explaining:

"The medicines are all the same, and you should pay attention to the technique when rubbing blood congestion."

She was sure, Qiao Lingxiang was really sure this time, not only could she heal her own internal and external injuries, but she could also heal others!

Moreover, she can also control the degree of treatment for others. She can choose to cure others completely, or treat others a little.

This discovery made Qiao Lingxiang very excited. At least, she possessed such an ability. If she was beaten up in the future, she would not die, and she could open a clinic to make money.

Qiao Lingxiang lowered her head and was still happy. No matter what happened to Lu Zhengqing, she couldn't cure him for the time being. She treated Lu Zhengqing in stages in three or four days. Qiao Lingxiang felt that it was almost done.

In this way, Lu Zhengqing will not become suspicious.