Quick Wear: BE cannon fodder does not follow the routine

Chapter 462: The Paranoid Buddhist Is Not to Be Tried (11)

"It's okay, Mom, I'm going home."

"Let's go, remember to change your clothes."

Ning's mother looked at her son who had been hiding in the room and finally came out. She was very happy and watched her son leave.

Back in the room, Ning Junxing looked at the flowers that were becoming increasingly wilted, and suddenly became anxious, and asked nervously: "Xi'er, are you okay?"

"What do you say?"

Gu Yuxi, who was refining the elixir, was forced to stop when a large amount of water was poured down from outside. For a moment, his breath collided and he vomited blood.

Now she doesn't want to accompany Ning Junxing anymore, this resentment arises spontaneously.

[Sister Xi, you can’t kill him. If the tasker kills the task target, his soul will be shattered!]

Gu Yuxi clenched her fists tightly and felt aggrieved. The tasker also has human rights. She has been refining medicine for many years and this is the first time she has been disturbed in this way.

Seeing the murderous intent in Gu Yuxi's eyes, Xiao Ke silently lit a few candles for Ning Junxing.

"Xi'er, come out."

"Are you satisfied?"

Looking at the wet person in front of him, she was listless, with blood at the corners of her mouth. Ning Junxing was so scared that he pulled her hand and said, "Xi'er, why are you so wet? Let me wipe it for you. The corners of your mouth are bleeding."

"Thanks to you, Ning Junxing, you are so hypocritical. You wish I would die sooner, right?"

"I didn't, Xi'er, you misunderstood me. Let's apply the medicine first."

Ning Junxing, who was at a loss, came over with the ointment, but accidentally spilled the juice on the table onto the woman's body, making her dirty in an instant.

"Sorry, I'll wipe it." Ning Junxing said nervously, at a loss.

"Ning Junxing!" Gu Yuxi felt that her breath was not stable. She grabbed the handkerchief and spoke to Ning Junxing in a deep voice.

"Xi'er, I really..."

"Enough! Trusting you? It's the stupidest decision I've ever made!" After saying that, Gu Yuxi disappeared, leaving the other party alone for a few days.

"No, Xier, I...please listen to my explanation!"

Looking at the pot of wet flowers, it seemed that it had lost its former color. Now Gu Yuxi didn't know what was going on, but he probably guessed that it was his own cleverness that had resulted in him pouring a large basin of cold water on the other party.

"I really didn't mean to."

Ning Junxing took a tissue and carefully wiped the water droplets on the leaves. The water droplets on the only flower were not dry yet, and it drooped its head due to the sun.

After soaking up the water with absorbent paper, Ning Junxing began to search online for tips on how to grow flowers.

[Remember not to water flowers under the scorching sun, as this will increase the water temperature and burn the roots...]

[This is how I killed my Clivia last time.]

[Can someone tell me how to save my girlfriend's potted plants!]

Ning Junxing rubbed his brows. The flowerpot he was holding was still hot. He didn't know how uncomfortable Gu Yuxi inside was, but he didn't know what to do.

Gu Yuxi in the space changed her clothes and sat cross-legged. Her cultivation had been damaged a lot because of this interruption. She needed to calm down and take her time to recover. She was careless about this matter and trusted Ning Junxing, that fool...

One month later…

"Xiao Xing, your legs are almost healed, so you don't have to walk so fast."

"I'll walk a little further."

Ning Junxing could walk by himself with just a cane. He wanted to get rid of the constraints of the cane and walk upright.

"Don't rush. You have to meet my friend this afternoon. He is very knowledgeable about flowers and will make sure your camellia will be revived in the same place."

Looking at the camellia on the table whose leaves had turned yellow and fallen off, Ning Junxing became anxious. There was no big problem with the flower, but the leaves were almost all withered.

He would ask Gu Yuxi privately, but there was no response, so his anxiety was useless.

After changing clothes, Ning Junxing sat in a wheelchair. When he reached out to hold the flower pot, the second brother Ning complained: "This flower is going to become your wife."

"Don't cause trouble."

"Mom, I was kidding."

"Xiao Xing, let mom hold this flower pot. I promise there will be no problem."

"No need, Mom." Ning Junxing hugged the flowerpot tightly. He was not at all reassured now.

When the three brothers of the Ning family arrived at the place, the house looked very big, and there was a flower field behind it.

"Dude, it's just looking at flowers, no problem."

"Old Zheng, you are still a good brother."

Ning Junxing felt that the leaves in the flowerpots were not very reliable as they were being tested and nutrient solution was being added.

“This brother…”

"Old Zheng, your flower farm is nice, can we go for a look?"

"Of course, you busy people rarely come here."

"It's hard to make an appointment with a busy person like you."

"If your little brother likes camellias, I have several types here, and he can choose any one."

"Does he have any of that type?"

"This……"

Looking at the fragrant flower, the man's eyes lit up and he leaned over to look at the flower. Even though he was knowledgeable, it was the first time he saw this kind of pink flower with colorful edges.

"I've never seen this flower before. Is it really a camellia? Where can I find it? Can Lao Ning give me a pot to grow?"

Brother Ning looked at the way Ning Junxing protected his food and felt that there was finally something in this world that his brother cared about.

"I don't know who gave me this flower. My brother loves it very much, but it's very delicate. It became like this after I watered it."

Ning Junxing: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have wet her and left her in the sun."

"There are some things you need to pay attention to when growing flowers. It's not okay to water them like this. But this flower can still be saved. Little brother, if this flower is saved, can you lend me some branches so I can use them for cuttings?"

"No, it will hurt her!"

"Okay, I'm the only one who feels bad!"

Brother Ning: "My brother..."

"Lao Ning, I was just joking. A gentleman does not take away what others like. The best thing to do now is to save the flower first."

Those people started to visit the flower farm. Ning Junxing stared at the flowers intently, and Wu Ren Zhiji started talking to himself: "Xi'er, can you give me a response? I'm scared now."

"If you are angry or leave, can you tell me about it?"

"..."

"Hahaha, are you a fool? Talking like that to a pot of flowers? It doesn't have a mouth." Ning Junxing frowned when he was suddenly interrupted.

It was rare for Zheng Jiajia to see a wheelchair-bound teenager who looked out of place in her cousin's flower farm. She walked over and was surprised when she saw the man's face!

"Student Ning?"

The voice in his ear sounded a little familiar. Ning Junxing turned around and saw a person in pink Lolita greeting him, but he had no idea where they had met before.

"Excuse me, do we know each other?"

"You don't know me?" Zheng Jiajia felt that she was too narcissistic and thought that everyone in the class knew her.

"We are classmates. I am the study committee member of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. We met more than a month ago."

"Sorry, I don't know him very well." Ning Junxing said this, but his attention was still on the pot of flowers.