Chapter 39

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As a matter of fact, Su Xingchen also has a medicine cabinet at home.

Su Xingchen went to the street a few times ago and bought red potion, iron liquor, gauze and so on, which are all corresponding to trauma drugs.

For a moment, I forgot to buy anti-inflammatory ointment.

No matter whether the owner of the house has it or not, when he goes to town to send it by express, he is bound to buy some anti-
inflammatory ointment.

So after texting, Su Xingchen didn't wait for the owner to reply, he just packed himself up and went upstairs to make steamed buns.

Kids with big fists, two flavors.

One is minced meat with green vegetables.

One is fungus meat stuffing.

Chubby and soft in taste, I can't stop eating.
Su Xingchen ate several in one breath and felt a little full, so he used a fresh-keeping box and packed a box for Uncle Niu.

"Xiao Huang!" The young man went downstairs with steamed buns and fed Dogs breakfast.

As far as he knows, many people in the village say they can only make money if they don't feed the dogs in the morning.

Is it so magical?

The young man, who dreamed of getting rich, looked at the two dogs who ate steamed buns and shook his head in disagreement.

Su Xingchen ate steamed buns while Dogs was eating, got on his bike and went out the door.

At this time, it was only eight o'clock in the morning, and the air in the mountains was very fresh, and the verdant scenery was refreshing at a glance.

And Yu Fengxing, on the S side has just woken up.

A man who has a good night's sleep will check his cell phone the first time he wakes up.

Sure enough, there is an unread text message in the inbox.

Yu Fengxing opened the corners of his mouth slightly, and after reading the content, his face became dignified.

"bitten by a mosquito?" It's a big deal.

The mosquitoes in the countryside are more severe than those in the city. Like the swelling described in the Su Xiaochen text message, it should be that they have encountered poisonous mosquitoes.

Yu Fengxing got up without hesitation, went under the TV cabinet in his living room and rummaged through the commonly used medicines in the drawer.

It was found that they were all stomach medicine and there was no anti-inflammatory ointment.

Boss Yu frowned, went into the room non-stop and changed his clothes, then picked up his wallet and cell phone and went downstairs to the drugstore.

As we all know, drugstores in cities usually don't open until after eight o'clock.

When Yu Fengxing goes down at this time, people have just opened their doors for business and are still doing sanitary work.

Yu Fengxing was a little worried, and he couldn't help saying, "Hello, don't sweep at the moment, give me an anti-inflammatory ointment, thank you."

After buying the ointment, he hurried back.

I texted Su Xingchen on the way and said, "there is an ointment. When will you come up to get it?"

At this time, Su Xingchen was driving a tricycle on the road, and it would take half an hour to get to town at the earliest to see the news of the owner of the house.

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