520 Picking up garbage and marrying into a wealthy family

An An and Mei Mei did a great job in this regard. It was their unconscious silliness that slightly relaxed the heavy and sticky atmosphere at the scene.

"Wow! This sun is so comfortable! People still need to live under the sun. Come on, brother, sister, Captain Xing, and all the firefighters, the sun is nice here. Let's stand in the sun for a while and kill some bacteria..."

Spanning the sky and passing through the dark night, the light ignited from the east, with its warmth that heals people's hearts and brings peace, is projected onto everyone who walks out of that forest.

Injustice, resentment, the truth...will eventually be exposed to the sun and put on trial.

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"Back up, please pay attention, back up, please pay attention..."

Because the number of lives involved in the incident had accumulated to a huge amount, even though the mountain road was difficult to travel on, Team Xing still found a flat uphill road that was barely drivable.

The tool truck loaded with mountain-specific tires arrived at its destination at noon when the sun was at its hottest.

"Master, could you please trim the branches around here first to let the sunlight in?"

In order to avoid poisoning, before digging the weeds, Captain Xing, who had obtained permission from his superiors, brought people, masters and vehicles to trim the branches of the trees around the weeds.

The overly high and overly dense branches fell down one by one with the humming sound of the machine, as if peeling off a chronic disease that had been buried for many years. Time and time again, this land that had never seen the sun for many years finally welcomed the first ray of sunshine that redressed its injustice.

The midday sun is bright and brilliant, illuminating and blowing away the fog that has been lingering all year round. The gloomy air, like a layer of misty gauze, also disappears without a trace the moment the sun shines in.

The vague chill disappeared the moment the sun shone in.

"The sun is finally shining in..."

Someone present at the scene murmured, but someone finally sighed for the victims.

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"It's been reported that in Anning City's XX area, following a report from a concerned citizen, plainclothes police officers conducted an investigation and detained all the villagers from the abduction and trafficking village... According to incomplete statistics, a total of 249 bodies were found in the village..."

"... 18 victims were rescued and all were sent to the hospital for treatment... The local person who covered up their tracks was also arrested..."

"Oh my god, 249, and that's an incomplete count. Damn, my brother didn't go easy on me back then!"

Sitting on the sofa in the single luxurious ward, eating a fruit plate, Gu Shaoyu, who was living a more comfortable life than Gu Lingyan on the hospital bed, watched the news on TV. He was filled with righteous indignation and wished he could go back to the past so that he could kick Old Zhou on the ground again.

"Come on, if you really start, Old Zhou will be dead in that state. I don't want to fish you out of the cage. I'm not Su Zhe."

Gu Lingyan, who was hooked to an IV drip, had a sick look on his face, but that didn't stop him from arguing with his brother.

"Oh, I'm just saying..."

A few days ago, Xiang Huanian and his team walked back to the villa from the wasteland, and then followed the rescue plane back.

The only injured person, Gu Lingyan, was taken away by an ambulance as soon as he landed. Then, because of his wound and the fact that he had stayed in a place with thick miasma for such a long time, the toxins from the miasma invaded his body through the wound. Gu Lingyan's wound became severely inflamed and he had to stay in the hospital with an IV drip.

When the news came out, that is, now, the trend of inflammation has slowed down.

"Swipe."

While the two brothers were arguing, the door of the ward was opened.

"Mr. Gu, I made you some pepper pork liver soup today. Please try it..."

The person who walked in was Xiang Huanian, carrying an insulated lunch box. Because of guilt, and also because of a deeper, inexplicable desire to take care of Gu Lingyan, Xiang Huanian would get up every morning to make a pot of soup for Gu Lingyan, and then he would follow the routine of practicing Ba Duan Jin, walking the dog, and typing...

When it was almost noon, I brought some light stir-fries and nourishing soup to the hospital and had dinner with Gu Lingyan.

In the hospital, every inch of the air is filled with the smell of disinfectant, which is actually not something ordinary people can get used to.

The feeling of being too clean always makes people subconsciously unwilling to think about how dirty they are and how many bacteria are on their bodies, especially for patients who have been staying in the hospital for a long time.

The cold, beating numbers on the meter, the unfamiliar bed next to me, the white tiles, gowns, and instruments that gave off a chilly air everywhere, the examinations that tore away the patient's dignity with each one, and the medical bills that kept piling up...

No patient likes to stay in the hospital for a long time.

The smell of disinfectant, if smelled for a long time, always makes people feel uncomfortable and nauseous unconsciously.

but.

Gu Lingyan, however, was looking forward to noon every day.

This is the time he can spend with Xiang Huanian.

The smell of cold disinfectant alcohol seemed to disappear instantly the moment Xiang Huanian entered the ward.

What follows is the warmth of home.

In fact, Gu Lingyan was such a grown man, and he was also the person in charge of the Gu Group. As long as he gave an order, many people would come forward to serve tea and water, wash hands and cook soup...

But Gu Lingyan doesn't care about irrelevant people who do these things for him.

To some extent, Gu Lingyan is also quite stubborn.

However, once people have concerns and reliance in their hearts, they cannot help but become childish.

Gu Lingyan was reluctant to let Xiang Huonian stay by her bedside day and night, spending all the time that should have belonged to her on himself, but he was unwilling to do so.

Therefore, Gu Lingyan and Xiang Huanian reached a tacit understanding that there would only be this lunch.

"Niannian, you are here."

"How are you feeling today? Is the wound still inflamed? Brother-in-law, what are you standing there for? Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

As usual, Xiang Huanian paid attention to Gu Lingyan's injury, and then urged Gu Shaoyu, who looked a little constipated.

"...Well, little sister, you and my brother can eat together. I'm going to find Yunchu for lunch. You guys can eat slowly. There's no rush!"

Gu Shaoyu, who had been eating different kinds of pig liver soup for several days, couldn't bear it any longer. He smiled and greeted the two of them, then ran out.

Pork liver soup doesn't sound very appetizing, but after being processed by Xiang Huanian's skillful hands, it tastes quite good. However, Gu Shaoyu found it novel at first, but after eating it for a few days in a row, he was really about to vomit.

But Gu Lingyan didn't have such a "not knowing what's good" mentality at all. In fact, he didn't have that much pursuit in eating. It was just because Xiang Huanian was there, so he followed her and was unwilling to settle for a few bites.

The most important thing is that he benefits from it.

Gu Lingyan really hopes that his injuries can heal more slowly so that such happy days can last longer.

Being cared for alone in the ward is different from being at home with Gu Shaoyu, Lin Yunchu, An Anle, and Le Meimei. Although they are also happy, they are not as precious as this time that belongs only to the two of them.

Therefore, Gu Lingyan despicably hoped that it could be slower, even slower...