Rebirth in the Last Days: Practicing with a Baby

Now the team has just come out of the Chongzhou safety zone. It is their first time camping in the wild. Most of the people have brought plenty of supplies, plus some wild vegetables and fruits for extra meals. At dinner time, the smell of rice is everywhere in the camp, and it is enjoyable.

There was joy.

During today's meal, Wang Lin talked a lot, and the atmosphere was much more lively than usual.

"A Lin, is it your and A Rui's turn to stay on duty tonight?" Rong Xianxian asked casually.

Wang Lin's expression froze, he put down his chopsticks, and said pitifully, "Sister Rong, I, I'm not feeling well. Xia Kai, let me change with you. When are you?"

"I'll do it tomorrow! Hiss..." Xia Kai was sipping a bowl of rice porridge. He got distracted while talking to Wang Lin and took a big sip, which made him hiss.

"Then let's switch!" Wang Lin said with a wink.

Xia Kai glanced at Rong Xianxian and saw that she had no reaction, so he agreed.

After dinner, it got dark.

The mercenary convoy formed a two-layered defense circle. The outermost layer was a bulletproof armored vehicle. Each armored vehicle was equipped with machine guns, crossbows and various weapons. Each vehicle had a driver and fully armed soldiers.

One person.

As the actual highest officer of the team, Wen Qingming has a separate office tent, which is located in the inner protective circle.

At this time, in Wen Qingming's tent, Ning Qingtian was sitting upright on a chair without saying a word. A slim girl was lying on the narrow camp bed next to her, unconscious. Wen Qingming was anxiously walking around the tent.

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Through the gauze vents on the tent, you can see the brightly lit medical vehicles next to you. Medical staff wearing white isolation gowns are coming and going in a hurry. Under the cover of masks, you can't see the expressions on their faces.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault for being too impatient." Wen Qingming blamed herself very much and muttered as she walked.

After dinner, Mr. Meng suddenly fell unconscious, suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, and his lips were cyanotic, which frightened Wen Qingming.

His granddaughter Meng Yasi kept crying and fussing, and was knocked unconscious by Ning Qingtian's knife.

"Uncle Wen, what does this have to do with you? It's obvious that Mr. Meng has eaten something bad. The food nutritionists we provide have all been tested and are safe and non-toxic. There is absolutely no possibility of any problems." Ning Qingtian

He said disapprovingly.

"Perhaps it's because I'm older, I'm rushing too fast and I'm tired." Wen Qingming was still deeply immersed in the emotion of self-blame.

"I'm just tired. My grandpa is old and has a bad heart. I've warned you before, but you just pretended not to hear. If there is something wrong with my grandpa, what should I do?" Meng Yasi

I don't know when I woke up, sat on the edge of the bed and said angrily, and started crying as I spoke.

"It's really strange. I've never seen someone vomit and have diarrhea when they're tired? Miss Meng, you'd better think about it, has Mr. Meng eaten anything he shouldn't have eaten?" Meng Yasi howled despite her voice.

She is not young, but she is not too sad or worried, and there is no sense of tension in her body.

Ning Qingtian stared at Meng Yasi with scrutinizing eyes.

"Mr. Ning, what's that look in your eyes? Am I going to harm my grandfather?" Meng Yasi bit her lip and looked at Ning Qingtian with grievance, her voice was much gentler than before.

"Who are you? Why are you so worried about giving the old man something poisonous to eat?" Someone opened the tent door and walked in, staring at Meng Yasi with an unkind expression.

The person who came here was also about 30 years old, about 1.8 meters tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome features, a pair of straight and long legs, a pair of outdoor military boots that covered the ankles, and a white isolation jacket with the buttons open.

, each step taken by the long legs can bring up a breeze.

He held a small and exquisite snuff bottle in the palm of one hand, and put the other hand in the pocket of his isolation gown.

"Xingcan, how is Mr. Meng? Has he been rescued?" Chief of Staff Wen asked nervously.

"It should be fine now. We still need to continue to observe. Fortunately, the elderly have weak digestion capabilities and the bumpy journey has poor stomach tolerance. Otherwise, Mr. Meng's life would not have been saved," Zhuo Xingcan said as he spoke.

He put his nose to the snuff bottle and sniffed hard.

It really suffocated him to death just now. Zhuo Xingcan was born with a very sensitive nose. He had just worn three layers of masks, and his nose was still filled with that stench.

"How could it be so serious? It's obviously just..." Meng Yasi couldn't help but retort after hearing what Zhuo Xingcan said was dangerous.

Although she swallowed her words halfway, Ning Qingtian still grasped the topic keenly.

"Just what?" Ning Qingtian asked sternly.

"No, it's nothing?" Meng Yasi shook her head suddenly after reacting, denying it with evasive eyes.

"Mr. Meng is under layers of protection. Not even a fly can fly in. Where did those dirty things in his stomach come from? Miss Meng, although the old man is your relative, he has made contributions to the country."

Yes, if you dare to do such a thing, you will be interrogated and sanctioned by the military." Zhuo Xingcan said seriously with a straight face.

"Report to the Chief of Staff, the old gentleman has woken up and wants to see Miss Meng." The soldiers outside the tent shouted.

Wen Qingming waved his hand, and Meng Yasi, who was about to cry, turned and left happily, snorting at Ning Qingtian and the others with a proud smile on her face.

Ning Qingtian and Zhuo Xingcan both looked ugly.

After Meng Yasi went out, Ning Qingtian asked, "What happened? It was really that stupid woman who did it."

"Isn't it her or who is it? I don't know if my brain is short-circuited. The vegetable buns given to Mr. Meng contained a kind of wild juice that can make people unconscious. If this substance didn't have the side effect of causing nausea, I would have vomited.

If we wait until the food has been digested, we won't be able to check it out with the current limited equipment." Wen Qingming went to see Mr. Meng. There were only two people in the tent, Ning Qingtian and Zhuo Xingcan, Zhuo Xingcan said

Then I thought of those filthy things again, so I quickly opened the snuff bottle and took a deep breath to suppress the nausea in my heart.

"Is Mr. Meng okay?" Ning Qingtian asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I vomited everything out, and I'm still a little dehydrated. Although the old man is old, his body is still strong, so don't worry." Zhuo Xingcan said.

"Can we go on our way early tomorrow morning?" Ning Qingtian asked worriedly. If there was a delay, he didn't know if he would be able to reach the next campsite before tomorrow evening.

"It won't have any impact. Just walk slower on the road then." Zhuo Xingcan said nonchalantly.

"What do you think she wants to do? Isn't she her biological grandfather?" Ning Qingtian asked Zhuo Xingcan in confusion.

"Who knows? I can't understand the brain circuits of idiots." Zhuo Xingcan relaxed and leaned back in his chair.