Chapter 160: Teacher, What's Going On?
"Teacher Fang."
After Meng Ci and Shen Que had cooked the rabbit meat and porridge, they drove down with the prepared meals and also took six disposable sets of chopsticks and bowls from their storage space.
Fang Shurui and Cheng Yu were in better condition compared to the others.
Therefore, after being treated, Fang Shurui stayed by Mao Xinyu and Yun Jingcen.
Cheng Yu, on the other hand, stayed with Duan Yan and Ruan Qing, who were more seriously injured, especially Ruan Qing, who had not yet woken up after surgery.
"Classmates Meng and Shen."
Seeing Meng Ci and Shen Que, Fang Shurui quickly stood up to greet them.
At that moment, one of Fang Shurui's arms was in a cast, and a circle of hair around the back of his head had been shaved off and bandaged. It was unknown how badly he was injured in other areas.
"Teacher Fang, this is some food we made. Please share it among yourselves." Meng Ci placed the items he was carrying on the only table in the makeshift ward.
Considering Fang Shurui's injured arm, Meng Ci opened each lid for him.
Fang Shurui hurriedly waved his hand in refusal.
"Thank you both for your kindness."
"You've already gone through so much trouble saving us and bringing us to the hospital."
"As for food, there's no need to trouble you. I heard from the nurse that the hospital has simple meals available. I can buy them or find time to go back and cook."
Meng Ci scooped a bowl of rabbit soup with a plastic spoon and placed it on the table.
"Teacher Fang, we made this specifically for you all."
"The temperature is too high now; if you don't eat it, it will spoil tomorrow."
"We've known each other for a while, and it's only right for us to help when you're in trouble."
"If we ever find ourselves in danger, we'll still need your help."
After Meng Ci's persuasion, Fang Shurui reluctantly started eating, feeling uneasy.
Meanwhile, Shen Que had gone to call Cheng Yu over.
Shen Que, who usually spoke more to Meng Ci, was brief and to the point with others.
"Teacher Cheng, come eat." Shen Que said a few words as he arrived at Duan Yan's ward.
"I'm not hungry." Cheng Yu didn't even turn his head, tightly gripping Duan Yan's hand, his eyes red and voice hoarse.
But Shen Que was stubborn and stood at the door, staring at Cheng Yu's back.
Duan Yan, lying in bed with an IV drip, had been dozing but opened his eyes with difficulty upon hearing the conversation.
Seeing Shen Que standing at the door, it wouldn't be polite to ignore him, so Duan Yan nudged Cheng Yu.
"Xiao Yan, how are you feeling?"
"Is there any pain? I'll go get the doctor." Cheng Yu panicked and stood up.
"I'm fine!" Duan Yan's voice was barely audible. He had been injured before and needed to eat to recover.
"Go have something to eat."
"No, I want to stay with you!" Cheng Yu sat back down, continuing to hold Duan Yan's hand, tears suddenly streaming down his face.
"Have something to eat."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Duan Yan started coughing uncontrollably after speaking a few words.
"I'll go, I'll go!" Cheng Yu quickly helped Duan Yan catch his breath.
"Don't talk anymore, rest well."
Duan Yan nodded lightly.
After Duan Yan's coughing subsided and he closed his eyes to rest, Cheng Yu finally went to eat with Shen Que.
Seeing Cheng Yu come over, Meng Ci also scooped a bowl of rabbit soup for him.
As for the white porridge, Meng Ci thought it might be suitable for Yun Jingcen and the others.
"Teacher Cheng, how are Duan Yan and Ruan Qing doing?"
Meng Ci had just asked Fang Shurui and learned that Mao Xinyu and Yun Jingcen only had external injuries and would recover in ten to fifteen days.
Ruan Qing, however, had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood, possibly suffering internal injuries.
Given the current medical conditions and the lack of medication, what if they couldn't be cured? Meng Ci remembered reading news about spinal injuries leading to paralysis.
Hearing Duan Yan's name, Cheng Yu, who had no appetite to begin with, found it even harder to eat, his tears falling into the bowl.
Fang Shurui paused in his eating, seeing Cheng Yu's reluctance to speak, and spoke on his behalf.
"Duan Yan has two broken ribs and an injured left leg."
"As for Ruan Qing, the blow he received injured his spine and caused internal bleeding."
Meng Ci frowned, not expecting their injuries to be so severe.
"Has the hospital mentioned any shortage of medication?"
Meng Ci thought about the medicines stored in his space, most of which he didn't need himself. If there were any that could help them, he could certainly provide some.
Fang Shurui and Cheng Yu both shook their heads.
"Medicines are in short supply now, so treatment will definitely take time and effort."
"Previously, the authorities arranged for people to cultivate traditional Chinese herbs. Dean Li took a team to inspect them, but whether they can be used still depends on the situation."
After getting a general understanding of the situation, Meng Ci went to check on Duan Yan and Ruan Qing again before leaving.
When he returned home, Liang Xiu had already come back with Eggplant.
"Uncle Liang," Meng Ci greeted Liang Xiu.
"Awooo, awooo!"
Eggplant, upon seeing Meng Ci, immediately pounced at his side, whining pitifully and wagging its tail rapidly. Meng Ci picked up Eggplant and rubbed it affectionately.
Liang Xiu took out a crocodile can from his pocket and poured it into the food bowl.
"Uncle Liang, you're feeding Eggplant another can of food!"
"Save your points for yourself; Eggplant doesn't lack anything."
Eggplant, noticing Liang Xiu pouring meat into its bowl, promptly forgot about Meng Ci and wagged its tail as it approached Liang Xiu.
Seeing Eggplant eating happily, Liang Xiu couldn't help but smile, stroking Eggplant's fur.
"It's fine."
"I have work meals and don't lack food or supplies."
"We only have this one treasure at home, so we should spoil it properly."
The crocodile meat, having undergone mutation, was quite chewy, and everyone present could hear Eggplant munching on it.
Shen Que, feeling hungry after returning, went into the kitchen to cook.
With Liang Xiu around, he didn't dare take out the noodles he had pressed in his space, so Shen Que had to knead a ball of dough, roll it out, and cut it into thin strips.
He mixed minced garlic, chili sauce, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, sesame oil, salt, and chicken powder, boiled the noodles, rinsed them in cold water, added spinach, and poured the sauce over them, mixing well.
A simple, refreshing, and appetizing cold noodle dish was ready.
There was also a bit of rabbit soup on the stove, which he heated and divided into three portions.
Liang Xiu initially refused to eat, as he had already had his work meal.
But Meng Ci knew that what Liang Xiu called a "work meal" was just a packet of instant noodles or a very thin bowl of white porridge with a steamed bun.
It was hardly enough for an adult.
But in the apocalypse, having something to eat was already a luxury.
Meng Ci placed the food in front of Liang Xiu and forced him to eat it.
Even Eggplant got half a bowl of spicy and sour cold noodles.