Doomsday: I have a super farm

Qiu's safe zone.

In the magnificent and glittering hall, an old man holding a cane with both hands sat on a noble leather sofa.

His sharp eyes seemed to be able to see into people's souls.

The housekeeper walked in from the outside with small steps, half leaning over and reporting the news to him in a low voice.

"Sir, Guo Jia is dead."

There was no emotion on Master Qiu's cold face, as if this was all expected by him.

"We have already investigated this young man at the farm, and I already knew that he was not his opponent.

It would take some effort to get his farm. "

Master Qiu muttered briefly, everything was under his control.

"Master, what should we plan next?

After all, this young man has close contacts with the higher-ups, and he completely solved the trust crisis of the people at the bottom some time ago. "

The old housekeeper frowned slightly and told him everything that had happened recently.

He felt vaguely uneasy, as the young man in front of him became increasingly powerful.

I'm afraid it's not that easy to move him.

"Perhaps the incident can start with my unfilial daughter."

Mr. Qiu thought that his daughter would not cooperate with his great cause, but instead fought against him.

The anger in his heart suddenly rose, and the atmosphere around him suddenly dropped several degrees.

The old housekeeper stood aside with his head lowered, not daring to say anything.

Mr. Qiu gestured to the old butler, telling him to lean his ear over and tell him his plan.

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After solving the cancer of Guo Jia, the big stone in Zhuang Chen's heart quietly fell to the ground.

During this time, he put all his focus on the farm.

The pesticide sprayed on the wheat seedlings last time had some effect.

But it hasn't been completely cleared yet, which gives him a headache.

Zhuang Chen put the dried insect corpse on the ground, gently twisted it in his hand, and crushed it into pieces.

He raised his eyes and looked at a patch of green vegetable seedlings and a conspicuous thumb-sized insect corpse on the ground.

"It seems that all the pests have not been completely removed."

Zhuang Chen patted the pest corpse powder on his hand and wiped it all clean.

He stretched out his hand and pulled at the roots of the wheat seedlings and the underside of its leaves.

Observing whether there were any insect eggs, he carefully checked and found that there were countless insect eggs one-third the size of a grain of rice.

If he hadn't been paying close attention, it might have been easily missed.

Because their location was too hidden, insecticides were not used to get rid of them completely.

"Do we have any leftover pesticides from last time?"

"have nothing left."

Hearing Zhuang Chen's voice, Cen Gong stood up, turned around and walked towards him, answering his words.

Zhuang Chen rubbed the bridge of his nose a little irritably and took a breath.

It seems that he still has to go to Bai Tuantuan's place.

"I haven't seen sister Qi Yan these days. Zhuangda, do you know where she is?"

"How long has it been since you last seen her?"

"You haven't seen her since you last came back!"

Qiu Yinyin spoke to Zhuang Chen in confusion. He thought she knew Qi Yan's whereabouts.

Zhuang Chen slapped his head, feeling that he had been too invested in the farm during this period.

So I didn't realize that something was wrong with her these past few days.

"What happened to Zhuang Da?"

"I don't know either. Maybe he knows where Sister Qi Yan is!"

Qiu Yinyin and Cen Gong looked at Zhuang Chen's back in confusion as he hurriedly left.

"Bang bang..."

Zhuang Chen quickly came to Qi Yan's door and knocked on her door.

For a long time, no movement was heard inside.

Zhuang Chen paced back and forth anxiously at the door, but he had no choice but to kick open the door arrogantly.

"Qi Yan..."

Zhuang Chen stomped in and shouted her name, only to find her unconscious on the bed with a pale face.

Zhuang Chen reached out and patted her cheek, but saw no movement.

Zhuang Chen had no choice but to pick her up from the bed and take her to his surgery studio to examine her body.

It turned out that her heart was damaged, and he didn't notice her problem at the time.

Zhuang Chen thought that maybe Guo Jia's blow to her had hit her internal organs.

"The only way is to give her salt water first and use various nutrients to condition her body."

Zhuang Chen muttered lowly, skillfully took out the needle from the medical kit and inserted it into the aorta on the back of her hand.

After doing all this, he moved a small bench and sat next to her, observing her condition.

Three hours later, Qi Yan's pale face began to regain its color.

"Well……"

Just when Zhuang Chen was about to fall asleep, the unconscious Qi Yan beside him made a low voice.

Zhuang Chen suddenly woke up and stood up from the stool and walked to her side.

"I……"

Qi Yan opened his eyes with difficulty, looked around hazily, and gradually saw Zhuang Chen's appearance clearly beside him.

Her throat was extremely dry and hoarse, and the little sounds that came out made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She moved her neck from side to side to alleviate the strangeness this caused her.

Zhuang Chen walked to the table with understanding and poured her a glass of water.

"Your heart pulse was damaged, I wonder how long you were unconscious?

So your body is still not used to it, so take a good rest and don't talk. "

Zhuang Chen carefully took out a cotton swab, dipped it little by little into the water in the glass and gently wiped the corners of her chapped lips.

Qi Yan regained consciousness and stared blankly at Zhuang Chen's serious expression. A hint of blush quietly crawled onto her ears.

It seemed to her that time and space stood still, as if there were only the two of them left.

She was a little greedy for such a gentle atmosphere.

Qi Yan noticed his strange emotions and his body began to get hot.

She turned her head away awkwardly and avoided Zhuang Chen's extended hand.

"What's wrong?"

Zhuang Chen expressed confusion about her behavior.

"Gugu..."

Before she could answer, Qi Yan's stomach rumbled at an inappropriate time.

Ashamed, she grabbed the white blanket and covered her cheeks.

Zhuang Chen chuckled and put down the water glass in his hand.

"So you are hungry! Look how careless I am.

You take a good rest first, I'll go over and prepare dinner for you now. "

Hearing Zhuang Chen's retreating footsteps, Qi Yan slowly exposed his face and looked at his leaving figure.

Thinking of the scene of Zhuang Chen feeding her water just now, she stretched out her hand and patted her cheek uneasily.

"Don't think too much."

She adjusted her breathing and murmured lowly.

Zhuang Chen saw the lively jumping pheasants while passing by the pasture, and immediately walked in and quickly caught a chicken.

"I will use you to replenish Qi Yan today."

Looking at the flapping pheasant, Zhuang Chen's lips curved into a smile.