Corpse Recovery Diver

The more cowardly and stupid you are, the more you give such people the chance to ride on your head, drinking your blood and eating your flesh.

After cursing and sighing, Li Sanjiang's anger dissipated.

Ultimately, it's someone else's business, and as an outsider, there's no need for him to be overly involved.

After having Little Yuanhou help him turn on the radio, Li Sanjiang followed along with the storytelling on the radio, patting his own knee, and reciting the passages.

Alii came out after her bath, standing at the East Room's doorway, looking up at the young man.

Li Zhiyuan put down his book, waved at her, and went downstairs.

The young man pulled out the tricycle, and set up the small stool on it.

After Alii got on the tricycle, the young man rode it down the yard.

He was heading to the clinic to visit Lin Shuyou.

Uncle Qin was in the field leaning on his hoe, watching the boy and girl riding down the village road, facing the sunset.

He realized he wasn't as good as him; compared to his own tensions and anxiety while wandering, this guy was truly at ease.

It even felt like, compared to wandering, he valued the feeling of life more.

At the clinic entrance, there were stalls, and Li Zhiyuan found a reasonably clean stall and bought some fried skewers and fried tofu with sweet and spicy sauce.

After locking the tricycle, the young man and girl sat on it, eating together.

There was no choice, the smell wasn't suitable to bring into the hospital ward, so they had to finish it outside.

After eating, Li Zhiyuan took a napkin from the stall and first helped Alii wipe her mouth and hands, then folded it and wiped himself.

Alii watched as the young man tossed the napkin into the trash bin, pouted slightly, and then followed him inside the hospital.

Lin Shuyou's surgery was long done, and he was currently lying in bed.

He had just passed gas and was currently holding the apple Xiong Shan had peeled for him, taking bites of it.

For someone who's often seriously injured himself, having an appendectomy is like cutting a finger while sharpening a pencil.

"Brother Xiao Yuan!"

Lin Shuyou was very happy; Brother Xiao Yuan came to visit him.

Moreover, he brought Alii specially.

Xiong Shan stood up and seriously said, "The doctor said the surgery was very successful."

"Mm, you've worked hard."

"It's my duty, it's my duty."

Li Zhiyuan reached out and lifted the blanket; Lin Shuyou understood and untied the elastic band around his waist.

The young man unveiled the bandages underneath; the wound was well sutured.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, I'm all good now."

"Rest well these two days; you'll be discharged after the day after tomorrow, something's up."

"Got it!"

Li Zhiyuan stood at the bedside, took an orange from the nightstand, peeled it, and set it down.

After confirming Ah You's recovery progress and completing the routine, Li Zhiyuan held Alii's hand and left.

"Ah You, eat an orange." Xiong Shan reached out to help him get the orange.

"Don't touch it!" Lin Shuyou shouted, then asked, "How do you preserve a peeled orange?"

After leaving the hospital, Li Zhiyuan rode the tricycle, taking Alii to visit a stationery store and trinket shop.

After buying some useless things, the two left.

On the way back, they came across a small stall on the roadside selling zodiac stones and surname jade.

All inexpensive craft items, with a sign nearby stating fixed prices, no haggling.

Li Zhiyuan stopped and picked out their respective surnames with Alii, and chose "Li" and "Qin" jade.

It was now dark, making it inconvenient to delay any longer, so Li Zhiyuan focused on riding home.

Sitting at the back, Alii played with the two jade pieces in her hand.

Any accessory on her was worth much more than them, she could easily buy the factory that makes them, yet she cherished playing with them.

Removing the jade from her waist, she hung the "Li" jade on.

Then, she tied the "Qin" jade to the waist of the young man riding the bike.

Li Zhiyuan glanced back at her and saw the girl tying it earnestly.

The sun had set, it was dark, yet the tricycle carried a bit of evening glow.

…

Three days passed quickly.

During this time, Li Zhiyuan resumed his old habits here, sitting on the second-floor terrace reading every day, with Alii accompanying him.

With Lihua and Xiao Yingying doing work, Aunt Liu didn't have much apart from cooking and making incense.

The elderly woman liked sitting in the yard, sipping tea and watching; she preferred leaning on the kitchen door, snacking on sunflower seeds while watching.

Indeed, even after bleeding last time, she couldn't resist watching.

These bloodied seeds seemed even tastier.

These days, apart from the indispensable nightly basic exercises, Li Zhiyuan would practice a set of punches every morning, what he learned from health books.

This wasn't for combat but for energizing his vitals; after each session, he'd sweat slightly, feeling more invigorated.

The only issue was having to bathe and change every morning.

Tan Wenbin woke up, and immediately called for food.

Run Sheng was too embarrassed to eat his portion, offering his bowl to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin didn't hold back, filling himself up until his belly was round, then lying in the yard sunbathing all afternoon.

Aunt Liu made extra dinner that night, and Tan Wenbin feasted again.

Even Li Sanjiang was surprised and asked:

"Zhuangzhuang, haven't you been eating well at your grandparents' place these days?"

Yin Meng regained consciousness and was free to move.

Her first action upon waking was to check if her Gu Worm was still alive.

It was motionless, seemingly dead.