The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: Chapter 319: Xue Can, You Must Compensate Me

Jiang Gong was exhausted and severely injured. He had been sleeping ever since he was wheeled out of the emergency room.

The woman he had clutched to his chest was also unconscious.

Xue Can had arranged a double room for the two of them, making it easier to keep an eye on them.

It was late, so it wasn’t practical for him to return to the stronghold. He made do on the sofa in the hospital room for the night.

The next morning, Jiang Gong opened his eyes. He tried to move but found he couldn’t. A look around told him he was in a hospital room.

Xue Can was dozing on the sofa, and in the adjacent bed lay the woman Jiang Gong had fought so hard to save.

He let out a long breath.

’Now I can finally relax.’

Xue Can was a light sleeper when away from his base. The moment Jiang Gong stirred, he snapped awake.

The man rubbed his face. He instinctively reached for a cigarette, then remembered he was in a hospital room and forced himself to stop. His fingers tapped restlessly, itching for a smoke.

"Alright, spill it. What happened?"

"Help me raise the head of my bed a bit."

"You’re so high-maintenance."

Xue Can got up, pressed a button, and the head of Jiang Gong’s bed slowly rose.

"It wasn’t a big deal. I ran into some trouble during a mission, and she saved me. But she got poisoned with H-ro3. You know the antidote is only available in the Imperial City, so I had to bring her back here ahead of everyone else." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Xue Can grunted in acknowledgment. "She’s already been given the antidote. The medical bill for the two of you is 150,000 Star Coins. Remember to transfer it to me."

"Whoa, Xue Can, do you even have a conscience?!" Jiang Gong protested. "What the hell did this mission escorting the delegation have to do with me?! You’re the one who backed out at the last minute and asked me to take your place. That’s the only reason I got into this mess."

"I nearly died, Xue Can! You have to compensate me!"

Xue Can smirked. "I didn’t force you."

After he decided not to participate in the mission, a spot on the delegation’s security detail had opened up.

Since the decision was made right before departure, Xue Can, feeling a sense of responsibility, contacted Jiang Gong to ask if he was interested.

Of course, Jiang Gong was interested. Who wouldn’t want to build a connection with the government?

Besides, the Sharp Blade Mercenary Corps and the government had some minor friction between them, so they hadn’t been included in the recruitment list for the security detail.

This was also a key step toward mending that relationship.

Jiang Gong played dumb. "I don’t care about any of that."

"Fine, just get some rest." Xue Can glanced at the weather outside. "I should get going."

"Wait," Jiang Gong called out. "Don’t tell my family I’m back."

"Okay."

Xue Can nodded as he walked out. "I have no interest in being a gossip."

"You brat," Jiang Gong muttered. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the eyelashes of the woman in the next bed were trembling.

"Sang Yue?" he called out softly.

With a sudden effort, Sang Yue finally managed to force her eyes open.

There was no sky full of yellow sand, no gale scraping her cheeks raw, and no man-eating mutant beasts. She was in a room that looked very Advanced, the rhythmic sounds of various instruments beeping in her ears.

A burning pain still lingered in her chest, but it had eased considerably.

After ten or so seconds, her consciousness slowly returned. She turned her head and saw Jiang Gong.

"Are we... saved?" Her voice was incredibly hoarse, as if her throat had been scrubbed with sand.

Jiang Gong’s heart finally settled in his chest. "Yeah, we’re saved."

"Is this the... Imperial City you mentioned?" Sang Yue’s gentle gaze fell upon the window, where she could vaguely make out the silhouettes of buildings through the swirling sand.

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