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- Chapter 1942: Du Lan survives
"Boss, give me two yuan for dumplings! I want to take them away!"
Zhang Tianhao looked at the wrapped dumplings, opened them and parked them on the roadside, and then started shopping on the street. This time, he bought all cooked food.
The most popular thing is dumplings. Two yuan for the dumplings, plus some cooked beef and the like, it was a lot. Enough for him to eat.
When the car drove directly into the small courtyard of his house, Zhang Tianhao closed the door again and walked back home.
I pushed open the door and rechecked the situation at home. Except for some dust, there was not much change. The only thing that made him happy was that the monitors had been removed.
After arriving in the kitchen again, Zhang Tianhao opened the basement door and prepared to walk in.
What surprised him was that a stench came directly from inside. Even the kitchen was full of stench, which made him stop in his tracks.
Couldn¡¯t he be dead?
He was a little confused, but after waiting for about a minute, he walked into the basement, turned on the light inside, and looked at the small cubicle inside.
Then I felt a stench coming from me.
Opening the small compartment, he took Du Lan out directly and immediately understood that a lot of domestic garbage had accumulated here in the past eight days.
I tried Du Lan and found that he was still alive, but he had fainted. There is also some fever.
He shook his head, then fetched water from one side and started flushing the entire compartment, flushing away household garbage and urine and feces directly. Even so, he felt that the basement seemed to be uninhabitable for a long time.
It stinks so much.
He was not polite when he lifted Du Lan. He then stripped her naked and rinsed her directly with water. He put her whole body in the water and washed her thoroughly before letting her go. As for those clothes, he directly He threw it under another pot in the kitchen and burned it all.
He burned these old things directly, not wanting to leave any clues or anything like that.
He gave her another injection of Dulan, then walked into the basement and started burning incense in the basement to get rid of the smell, otherwise there would really be no way to live in it.
Even so, the kitchen was full of stench, making it impossible to even cook.
Fortunately, he bought a lot of cooked food, otherwise, it might be more troublesome.
After giving Du Lan some cold water, Zhang Tianhao started taking a shower himself. After all, it was too smelly there. He couldn't go in until at least tomorrow, and he had to leave it open for ventilation tonight.
After taking a shower, Zhang Tianhao felt relaxed and full of energy.
All the tension and excitement on the journey have disappeared, and you feel refreshed. There is an indescribable ease. It's like a thick layer of armor has been removed from the whole body.
Back to the room, I looked at Du Lan who was sleeping on the bed in the guest room. From time to time, I could hear Du Lan murmuring, and I didn't know what he was talking about.
And she had already finished the food she originally prepared, so she probably hadn¡¯t eaten for at least two days.
Eight days, a full eight days, locked directly in the basement, no one spoke, and it was dark. It was really not something that ordinary people could bear.
He took the person out again and put him in the sun.
Although the sun was not strong anymore, the sun that was about to set still illuminated her pale, almost bloodless face. Du Lan, who was sleeping soundly at this time, was the quietest.
"Please, please talk to me."
"Don't go, I said, I said!"
"Come on, come out, I really can't stand it anymore, come out and talk to me, come out!"
Listening to these vague words, Zhang Tianhao was still somewhat sure that Du Lan couldn't bear it anymore, and now he was her only life-saving straw.
Zhang Tianhao sat there, slowly eating dumplings and cooked vegetables, but his expression still did not change. He also watched quietly, admiring the beautiful scenery under the sunset.
It¡¯s just that the air in the kitchen is really not good. Even when Zhang Tianhao is sitting in the yard, he can still smell the stench coming from the kitchen. His nose is too sharp.
The sunset is so beautiful!
Zhang Tianhao also sighed with emotion, and then picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Slowly, the sun also set, and Du Lan, who had still received an injection, slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and found that she was lying in the yard at this time.
"Master, are you back? I miss you!"
Du Lan opened his eyes weakly.He opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Tianhao, and then whispered: "Master, I finally see you again."
"Can you still move? Get up and eat something!"
Du Lan moved a few times, but still didn't get up, as if all his strength had been used up.
"I'm sorry, Master, I don't have the strength."
"Okay, let me feed you. I haven't eaten in a few days."
"I don't know, I don't know how many days I haven't eaten!" Du Lan really didn't know. After all, in the basement, except for a trace of light from the chimney at noon, it was dark.
And the oil lamp had long been extinguished, and she couldn't see anything around her. Except for darkness, darkness accompanied her.
Zhang Tianhao helped her up and looked at Du Lan, who had long hair again. He couldn't help but smile. He picked up the boiled dumpling and put it in her mouth.
She ate very slowly, as if it were some delicacy in the world. She ate a dumpling in small bites.
¡°Master, it¡¯s so delicious!¡±
"Eat, Master, I bought a lot of delicious dumplings today." Zhang Tianhao picked up another dumpling and fed her one, letting her eat it slowly.
After eating a few dumplings, Du Lan seemed to have some strength, and her whole body became quiet, slowly enjoying the feeling of Zhang Tianhao feeding her.
"Master, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it! I did something wrong." Du Lan's tears also rolled down directly from her eyes. Although there were only two or three drops, it was still clear that her spirit seemed to be directly collapsed.
As for Zhang Tianhao, she hugged his arm and sobbed quietly.
Although the voice is not loud, the sadness is difficult to suppress.
"Eat, eat slowly, don't worry, you are fine now, rest for a night, and nothing will happen tomorrow."
"Thank you, Master!"
Du Lan wiped away his tears, and then was helped by Zhang Tianhao to sit up again. He started to do things by himself, ate some more and drank some boiled water. Only then did I feel that my whole body's strength was slowly recovering.
I feel much better mentally and even have a little more color on my face.
¡°It¡¯s really hard on you!¡±
"I'm not suffering, I'm not suffering!" Du Lan was like a little girl, a little afraid that Zhang Tianhao would lock her up again for several days without anyone to talk to.
The scene at this time was quite harmonious. Zhang Tianhao was supporting Du Lan, and Du Lan was leaning on Zhang Tianhao's arms, eating dumplings slowly. The small courtyard also became quiet, except for the sound of the two eating. No other noise disturbed the two of them.
Zhang Tianhao ate some, then poured himself a glass of red wine, and tasted it slowly. Although the red wine was very ordinary, it still tasted very special when he drank it.
"Master, can I have a drink?"
"No problem, come on, open your mouth and drink!"
Zhang Tianhao directly handed his cup over to her to drink. A faint red wine flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she gently stretched out her tongue and licked the red wine back. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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