Chapter 71 Meng Ci, Did You Hurt Your Head?

Chapter 71 Meng Ci, Did You Hurt Your Head?

"Shen Que, Shen Que."

Meng Ci thought that since there was nothing going on right now, he could practice with both of them and have some intimate contact.

The walkie-talkie connected, and Shen Que's lazy voice came through.

"Anything?"

His voice was hoarse.

"Are you sleeping?" Meng Ci asked. "Did I wake you up? Go back to sleep!"

As he said this, Meng Ci was about to hang up the walkie-talkie.

Shen Que said, "I've been awake for a while. Anything important?"

"Not really, just thought if you're free, we could spar and improve our skills."

When Shen Que heard this, his tone became stern. "Your back wound has just started to scab. Do you want it to get worse?"

Hearing this, Meng Ci slapped his forehead.

Sure enough, beauty can be distracting. He had been so focused on having intimate contact that he forgot about the wound.

Meng Ci cleared his throat. "It's just too boring."

"Besides, your bandaging skills are so good that I can barely feel the wound."

After saying this, Meng Ci mentally patted himself on the back. He subtly praised Shen Que and reminded him that he had seen his back.

If this were in ancient times, Shen Que would have to take full responsibility after seeing his body!

But Shen Que frowned upon hearing this. "Not feeling the wound means it's almost healed."

"It has nothing to do with my bandaging skills."

"Are you running a fever because of the temperature drop last night and talking nonsense?"

The temperature had dropped significantly over the past two days, nearing zero degrees.

A couple of days ago, Mao Xinyu and Ruan Qing caught a cold, but fortunately, they had stocked up on medicine and were mostly recovered.

And last night, the temperature dropped again.

Meng Ci heard Shen Que getting out of bed and swallowed his sarcastic remarks about Shen Que not understanding romance.

"No, I'm fine."

Meng Ci checked the temperature every day. This morning, he found that it had dropped to zero degrees.

However, the water outside was still flowing, so it hadn't frozen.

Just as he boiled a pot of hot water and poured a little into a glass, the glass exploded in front of him.

Meng Ci pulled back the curtain slightly and saw that the rain had lessened. An idea struck him.

"Let's go out and see if we can catch any fish."

Meng Ci was just saying it offhandedly.

Plus, he had read a post-apocalyptic novel last night that mentioned catching fish during floods.

After saying this, Meng Ci thought about it carefully and realized it might actually be possible.

M City had a river, and being downstream, there might be fish washed down from upstream.

Moreover, Meng Ci's main goal wasn't to catch fish but to have more contact with Shen Que, increasing his chances of winning him over.

When Shen Que learned that Meng Ci wasn't running a fever, he didn't come over.

He probably checked the situation outside the window and agreed with Meng Ci's suggestion.

However, when they went out, Shen Que held a box of large waterproof bandages.

"Let's re-bandage your wound first."

Although the wound had scabbed over, exposure to water could still cause infection.

"Okay."

Meng Ci started taking off his clothes as soon as he entered the room.

"Ouch."

While taking off the second sweater, Meng Ci accidentally lifted the inner shirt slightly, exposing his pale waist, making him inhale sharply from the cold.

Just as he threw the sweater onto the sofa, he felt a warm coat draped over him.

"You..."

Meng Ci was confused. Wasn't he supposed to re-bandage the wound?

"Are you stupid?" Shen Que was already by the sofa, turning on Meng Ci's heater.

"It's almost below zero, and you're stripping down."

"Didn't those bandits hurt your head?"

Meng Ci pulled at his clothes, momentarily at a loss for words.

It's not that this guy usually doesn't like to talk; it's probably because he knows his words aren't pleasant to hear!

After the fire pit warmed up, Shen Que called Meng Ci over.

Shen Que didn't let Meng Ci take off all his clothes. Once he could lift them up directly, Shen Que removed the previous gauze and tape and replaced them with waterproof bandages.

To be safe, Shen Que applied two more waterproof patches before letting Meng Ci put his clothes back on.

The two of them took an inflatable boat, guns, and knives before heading downstairs.

Not far away, they saw several people rowing rubber boats coming from afar.

When they saw the two of them, their expressions visibly tensed, and they picked up the knives and axes in their boats.

Meng Ci and Shen Que ignored them and drove the inflatable boat past them.

These people clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you see? They seem to have fish on their boat," Meng Ci said.

Shen Que, who was driving the inflatable boat, nodded and then adjusted the direction, following the path they had come from.

Gradually, they saw more people scattered around in rubber boats, almost every one of which had fish.

Meng Ci was already familiar with the terrain of M City. He remembered there was a bridge spanning the river ahead, connecting both banks.

At this point, the elevation was only slightly higher than Jinxiu Jiayuan, and the floodwaters had already reached the shore, submerging buildings up to the third floor.

The bridge was nowhere to be seen, and several buildings had collapsed.

Many people had parked their rubber boats in front of the ruins, searching through them.

When Meng Ci and Shen Que arrived, they saw many people catching fish in these ruins.

It seemed that the upstream reservoirs or fish farms had been breached by the flood, and these fish were washed downstream.

Many fish were trapped in the ruins, becoming everyone's food.

Most of the boats here were rubber boats, but Meng Ci and Shen Que had an inflatable boat. To prevent others from stealing it, Meng Ci stayed on the boat while Shen Que went down to catch fish.

As it turned out, Meng Ci had good luck. While idly waiting on the inflatable boat, he saw several fish being washed over by the water and trapped between the ruins and the boat.

The fish were still lively, trying to escape by bumping left and right.

Meng Ci quickly scooped up two fish onto the boat.

"Splash!"

"Help! Help!"

Someone fell into the floodwater while catching fish and was quickly swept away.

This scene was no longer surprising to others, who continued to numbly catch fish.

However, when Meng Ci saw this, he hurriedly threw the fish he had caught back into the water.

He even wanted to throw the fish on the boat back as well.

How many people had drowned in the flood, and these fish, lacking food, might have started feeding on corpses.

Ugh!

Meng Ci leaned over the side of the inflatable boat, retching.

Those who came to catch fish might have thought about this, but in the end times, who would care about such things? Being able to fill their stomachs was already a blessing.

Meng Ci adjusted the position of the inflatable boat to let the fish swim away.

As for the three fish on the boat, he decided to keep them for now.