The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: More Feedback from Fu Cheng

Shen Lu mentally asked her system, ’Can the ingredients from your system also cure illnesses and heal injuries?’

"They cannot. Our system only provides ingredients of superior quality. It is possible that the environment here is too harsh, and the food cultivated is nutritionally incomplete."

Shen Lu found this explanation plausible.

After all, she had been eating it for over a month herself. Other than feeling a bit healthier, she hadn’t noticed any other changes.

"It’s probably just that the vegetables I buy are more nutritionally complete. They’re all very high-quality," Shen Lu said to Cai Su.

"So, if Doctor Xiao asks again, should I tell him the truth?"

"Don’t go out of your way to mention it. I don’t want to use ’nutrition’ as a selling point."

Shen Lu was very level-headed. Some gimmicks were fine to use, but others were best avoided.

Besides, in her case, it wouldn’t even be a false gimmick.

She was sure that if she heavily advertised how nutritious the food at her little shop was, business would definitely improve.

But you couldn’t control what people said. Shen Lu was afraid that increasingly exaggerated rumors would spread, eventually attracting the attention of the higher-ups.

’Just eat at her shop for a while, and the effects are comparable to a nutrient shot that costs 100,000 a pop!’

Once a rumor like that started to spread, Shen Lu figured someone from the hospital would definitely come looking for trouble. They might even shut her shop down.

’It’s best to just let things happen naturally.’

Cai Su nodded. "Okay, I understand."

As Shen Lu headed to the second floor, Bai Lei sent her several messages. She read them on her way up the stairs.

Bai Lei gave her a rough headcount, mentioned who had dietary restrictions, and said he hoped she could bring her own ingredients to cook.

Before her conversation with Cai Su, Shen Lu might have agreed to Bai Lei’s request. Now, however, she felt it was better to refuse.

’No need to reply right away. This isn’t something that can be sorted out in a couple of messages.’

’I should change Fu Cheng’s dressings first, then sit down and hash things out with Bai Lei.’

Shen Lu went to the bathroom, filled a basin with warm water, and grabbed the towel she used for Fu Cheng’s wounds before heading into the spare bedroom.

The first thing Fu Cheng noticed was that the hairclip he had given her was missing.

’Doesn’t she like it?’

’But she seemed so happy when she received it.’

Shen Lu noticed him staring at her hair. She subconsciously touched it, and then it hit her.

’I forgot to put the hairclip in when I got up.’

’But there’s no real need to explain. He gave me the hairclip; it’s my choice whether to wear it or not, right?’

Having changed his dressings so many times, Shen Lu’s technique was now comparable to a professional nurse’s—deft and quick.

Shen Lu noticed that the dark-red patterns covering Fu Cheng’s skin had faded considerably.

Torn muscles were knitting back together, and new flesh was forming.

He still looked terrifying, but it was a vast improvement from before.

Moreover, Fu Cheng was becoming more responsive.

Previously, no matter how she cleaned his wounds, Fu Cheng had been like a senseless corpse. He didn’t seem to feel any pain.

But today, as Shen Lu cleaned certain areas, she could clearly feel his muscles twitch.

She lifted her gaze. "Did I hurt you?"

The area she had just been cleaning was one of the most severe injuries, where you could still see raw flesh and bone.

Fu Cheng gave a slight shake of his head. He could now move his head in small motions, enough to nod or shake it.

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