Early the next morning, Zhang Yuanzhong and Zhang Hui were already driving a small truck to Lin Zeng's nursery to wait for the start of work. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Today, they will first send the milk fruit crib to Zhao Guode's house, and then go to Qingyi Primary School to complete the toilet renovation project.

Zhang Hui was alone, so he carried the one-meter-two-long milk fruit crib and moved it to the truck.

Zhang Yuanzhong carried two barrels of growth guides, looked at the crib with some envy, stood beside Lin Zeng and said: "Boss Lin, this crib is so beautiful, I passed by the street and looked at the cribs placed in the shop window, none of them can compare to it." ”

The guide growth agent in his hand, the guide growth agent of the golden silk spider plant.

In the end, Lin Zeng chose to use the very common plant golden silk spider plant as a planting plant for toilets.

The texture of the milk fruit is extremely warm, and when touched by hand, there is a comfortable frosting feeling, even if you don't use any mats, mattresses, bedding mattresses, and lie directly on it, it is also very comfortable. Moreover, the milk fruit is a plant, this plant itself has a certain temperature regulating effect, it is not too cold in winter, and it is slightly cold in summer, which is very comfortable.

"Haha, do you want to buy one, the internal price, a thousand yuan a bed, very cheap. Lin Zeng said with a smile. After Lin Zeng found a full-time carver, he did plan to sell some milk fruit furniture one after another.

"I want to!" Before Zhang Yuanzhong could speak, Zhang Hui suddenly replied. He had already put the crib on the truck, turned around, heard Lin Zeng's words, suddenly thought of the daughter at home, and unconsciously spoke.

"Okay. Lin Zeng didn't expect Zhang Hui, who has always been taciturn, to answer so quickly. He was originally joking, but since Zhang Hui wanted to, the carver would find him and sell him a milk fruit bed.

After Zhang Yuanzhong and Zhang Hui's uncle and nephew left, Lin Zeng made a phone call to Zhao Guode.

"Hey. Zhao Guode's voice was low and tired on the phone.

His son has been in the hospital for more than half a month, and Lin Zeng has contacted him on WeChat from time to time, and the baby's condition is not very good.

There were a few very serious situations, but fortunately, the little guy was tenacious and has now grown to nearly five pounds.

According to Zhao Guode's contact two days ago, he was very happy to say that he might be discharged from the hospital in a day or two.

From birth to the present, Zhao Guode has never hugged his son, and can only look at the little guy twice a week, for half an hour each time, through the glass of the NICU ward.

There is also once a day in the morning and once in the afternoon, and the little milk that Lian Xiaohui squeezed out is sent to the hospital.

Zhao Guode told Lin Zeng that this half month was the most difficult half month in his life. He signed two critical illness notices and was woken up by the hospital in the middle of the night several times to inform the child of an emergency.

As a friend, Lin Zeng couldn't even help much, because even Zhao Guode himself was just a bystander outside the ward. Helplessly looking at the baby in the incubator, struggling tenaciously to survive.

The cost of treatment for premature babies is high, and the family of the perpetrator cannot afford the money, and they originally hoped to make a fortune by making trouble with the hospital, but they did not expect to harm others and themselves.

scattered together for 20,000 yuan, still under the persecution of Zhao Guode's nephews. It's a pity that this money is simply not enough for the cost of expensive imported drugs.

Fortunately, Zhao Guode graduated three years ago, and he has some savings, and his parents are quite wealthy.

The child's treatment has always been supported by funds.

"How's Xiao Ah Sheng's condition?" Lin Zeng asked with concern. Ah Sheng is the nickname given to the child by Zhao Guode, pinning his hopes.

"I suddenly found out that I had brain damage and am now waiting for the results of an MRI. Zhao Guode's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Lin Zeng didn't know what to say to comfort him. After a pause, he tried to say in an optimistic voice: "It's okay, Xiao Asheng is so tenacious and cute, he will definitely be fine." ”

"I don't know, my brain is very messy now, I'm really afraid to imagine, what will happen if Ah Sheng's brain is affected? The doctor said that there are many possibilities, disability, mental retardation, I don't dare to imagine, and I dare not say to Xiaohui. Zhao Guode muttered a little and spoke incoherently.

Listening to Zhao Guode's narration, Lin Zeng was also very uncomfortable. Since he met Zhao Guode, this round-faced and chubby classmate has always had a smile on his face. When he first entered college, Lin Zeng's personality was very depressed and withdrawn, and it was the contact with Zhao Guode that his heart was wide and accessible, which indirectly affected his lifestyle, and he gradually became cheerful.

People who have some friendship with Zhao Guode know that he especially likes children, and on the bus, when he sees the baby lying on his mother's back, he will squeeze his eyebrows and tease the child. After his wife became pregnant, he would rather put his business on hold, for the safety of Lian Xiaohui, he made four trips back and forth every day, if it wasn't for Xiaohui wanting to hold on for more time and take care of the baby in the future, he was ready to let her take a vacation.

I didn't expect this kind of accident to happen.

Zhao Guode's confession didn't last long, he sighed and said: "I can only say these words to you, and I don't want to say more to other people." I'll go back now, get breast milk, and then go to the hospital to wait for the MRI structure. ”

As soon as he heard that Zhao Guode was about to go home, Lin Zeng hurriedly told him about Master Zhang's past.

"Old Master Zhang will send a crib over, I gave it to Xiao Asheng. ”

Zhao Guode was not polite to Lin Zeng and said thank you.

"This crib is something special. "Since Lin Zeng gave away the milk fruit, he naturally would not hide the role of the milk fruit. He also knows that the emergence of milk fruit means that the plant civilization with breeders as the core has truly emerged in this space. In the past, those tomato and green leafy vegetables were just a small fight, and in the modern era of rapid biotechnology, only two months have not been able to cause a big sensation.

But milk fruit is different, milk fruit is a real plant that does not belong to the earth.

Even in the mind of an ordinary person, he understands that with the appearance of milk fruit in front of the world, it is not only wealth and praise that comes with it. There are also doubts, greed, and even crises.

Lin Zeng was not without a solution.

He studied the phantom pattern day and night, also in order to build the secret space faster.

The secret space can bring him relative security.

"This crib is made from a very peculiar plant. At the head of its bed, you'll find a palm-sized pouch. You can pour the leftover peels and various foods into it. On the outside of the bed, a tightly shelled fruit grows. Inside, these fruits contain an abundance of milk, which is extremely nutritious. It can provide a lot of nutrients that a person needs for a day, you can put the crib next to Xiaohui's bed, and the picked milk fruit can make Xiaohui's breast milk more nutritious. ”

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"Are you dreaming?"