Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Under Zhou Yang's watchful eye, it took Shen Zechuan an hour and a half to hurriedly prepare four dishes and a soup.

Just in case, Zhou Yang only asked him to make a few simple dishes. Although there weren't many dishes, the quantity was large.

Zhou Yang tasted them one by one, and they were alright. At most, the vegetable leaves were a little burnt, a few pieces of eggshell had fallen in, the seasoning wasn't quite right, and the meat was a little burnt, but they were still edible.

After setting aside a portion for Lu Xingye, Zhou Yang went to call the two people in the opposite room to come over for dinner.

As for Yan Fei... well, the patient should eat something else.

Unsurprisingly, the two people opposite also got up. Hearing that there was food, they immediately came over eagerly.

Chai Jin plopped down and stuffed a large mouthful of food into his mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, he realized something was wrong.

This stir-fried pickled vegetables with eggs is incredibly salty, and it even seems like there are eggshells inside the egg pieces.

"This dish...was made by Zhou Yang?"

Shen Zechuan raised his eyelids and looked at Chai Jin: "I made it all, so what? Can't I eat it?"

"Yes! Yes, you can eat it! You can definitely eat it!"

Chai Jin lowered his head shrewdly, swallowed the food in his mouth with tears in his eyes, and then reached for another dish of stir-fried mushrooms and greens that looked like it had some soy sauce in it.

This isn't salty, but it tastes slightly bitter and burnt upon first bite. Ah, so the reddish hue of the soup isn't from soy sauce, but from being overcooked...

Undeterred, Chai Jin moved on to the next dish: braised pork.

Hmm, did his brother add a few extra spoonfuls of sugar...? And did the meat burn? Why is one side black...?

After finally managing to swallow the meat, Chai Jin bravely tried the next one. Hmm, this glass noodle and cabbage soup is okay, but it seems like it's not salted. However, it's much better than the previous ones; at least it's edible.

When it came to the last soup, Chai Jin drank it with his eyes closed, and to his surprise, it was quite good. He couldn't help but give his brother Chuan a thumbs up.

"Brother Chuan! Your seafood soup is amazing!"

Shen Zechuan: ...

Zhou Yang laughed until his stomach hurt. The best dish on the whole table was actually seafood soup made with ready-made broth packets, some seasonings, and boiling water.

Hearing Zhou Yang's laughter, Shen Zechuan blushed and retorted to Chai Jin, "You should be grateful you have food to eat! Hurry up and eat!"

Chai Jin was suddenly rebuked and was a little confused, so he could only bury his head in his rice in grievance.

Xu Zhiyi, who had been observing quietly for a long time, only chose to eat the two dishes that Chai Jin tasted and whose expressions were relatively normal.

In the end, only the rice and soup were completely finished; everything else was left over.

But it would be a waste to throw it away, so Zhou Yang took it upon himself to reprocess it and make a big pot of mixed stew to feed the peas and rhubarb.

After the meal, Chai Jin stayed behind with Wandou and Dahuang's family to watch the house, while Zhou Yang and the other two went out together to the clinic to visit Yan Fei.

Inside the base clinic.

Early in the morning, Lu Xingye was awakened by the noise from the hospital.

In addition, I didn't sleep very well last night, so I didn't look very energetic.

I've been sitting by Yan Fei's bedside ever since I got up, waiting for him to wake up.

When Zhou Yang and the others arrived, they saw Lu Xingye standing there like a statue waiting for his husband.

Unlike his usual cheerful self, he looked somewhat depressed and forlorn.

"Hoshino, we brought you some food, have some first."

Zhou Yang walked to the bedside, took out the packed food and placed it on the bedside table.

Lu Xingye shook his head: "I'm not very hungry..."

“You have to eat, otherwise Yan Fei isn’t better yet and you’ll get sick again.” Xu Zhiyi patted his shoulder and opened the lunchbox for him. “This was cooked by your brother Chuan, you have to give him face and try it.”

Lu Xingye was quite shocked to hear that Shen Zechuan had made it. He then looked at the food in the lunchbox and it seemed alright, so he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

Just one bite made him question the meaning of life.

"Hmm... Brother Chuan... You did a great job, don't do it again next time!"

What the heck is this stuff that's salty, sweet, and bitter all at once?!

"Pfft!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but laugh, and quickly took out another old side dish from her spatial storage to serve Lu Xingye with his rice.

Lu Xingye then ate his breakfast and lunch.

After Lu Xingye finished eating, Zhou Yang and the others asked about Yan Fei's situation.

Has Yan Fei woken up today?

Lu Xingye sighed: "Not yet. The doctor came to see me this morning and gave me another IV drip. He said I'll wake up soon, but he can't say exactly when."

"It should be soon, let's wait a little longer."

The group waited in the ward for a while longer, and finally Lu Xingye, who had been staring at Yan Fei, saw Yan Fei's eyelids twitch.

"He's awake! He's waking up!" Lu Xingye exclaimed excitedly, standing up abruptly.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yang and the others immediately gathered around the hospital bed, just in time to see Yan Fei open his eyes.

When Shen Zechuan saw that Yan Fei was awake, he glared at him without caring whether he was a patient who had just woken up.

"You're finally awake! Look how scared you've made Ono!"

Yan Fei, who had just regained consciousness, was still a little dizzy. It took him a while to realize that he had been seriously injured and unconscious after being attacked by mutated plants. He should have been rescued and brought back to the base, and it seemed that he was in the clinic ward of the base.

Looking at the brothers gathered around the hospital bed and hearing Shen Zechuan's words, a wave of guilt washed over him.

"I'm sorry to have worried you. I didn't expect this kind of accident to happen."

"Ah Ye, I'm sorry, I lied again and made you worry. I promise it will never happen again!"

Lu Xingye sneered with a grim face, "I'm not worried about you! There will be a next time, I'll break your legs! So you'll never be able to go on a mission again!"

“Okay.” Yan Fei agreed with a smile, without any objection.

Seeing that Lu Xingye had regained his usual energy, and that Yan Fei seemed to be doing well, Zhou Yang and the others were immediately relieved.

However, Xu Zhiyi still found a doctor to examine Yan Fei and see if he needed to continue to be hospitalized for observation.

Hearing that the doctor said the patient was recovering well and could go home to rest, and that he was prescribed some anti-inflammatory medication, the group packed their things and took Yan Fei home from the hospital.

Once home, after eating something, Yan Fei was told to go back to his room and continue lying down.

Everyone gathered around Yan Fei's room and presented him with the scarf they had specially knitted for him to celebrate his discharge from the hospital.

Yan Fei lay on the bed, holding a colorful scarf in his hand, some parts wide and some narrow, with loose threads sticking out from time to time. It was a sight to behold.

You might say it's ugly, but the colorful patterns are actually quite pretty; you might say it's beautiful, but whose scarf looks like a centipede, all clawed and menacing...?

Is this something that a person should actually wear in public?

Regardless of whether Yan Fei disliked it or not, the other talents scattered and left after giving their gifts.

After everyone left, Lu Xingye silently took out a military green scarf from a drawer and handed it to Yan Fei.

"If you don't like this colorful one, then you can wear this one. Even though I didn't do a great job, you can't complain about how ugly it is!"

Upon hearing that Lu Xingye had knitted the scarf himself, Yan Fei's lips immediately curved into a smile. He took the scarf and held it tightly in his arms.

"It's not ugly, it's really beautiful, I love this color the most. Did A-Ye call this for me? Thank you, A-Ye!"

"Hmph, no way! I was just playing around with them. If you lose it, I'm not going to make you another one!"

Lu Xingye blushed and mumbled something, then turned his head to look elsewhere.

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