Chapter 637: Gastrointestinal Function Recovery

Zhang San examined the test report carefully and said to the person and wolf across from him, "Neither of you needs to keep taking the gut-repair medicine. Slow dietary recovery will do."

Xia Qing beamed with joy. "Thank you, Third Brother. Your medicine is really amazing — the sick wolf's gut was damaged so badly, yet it could still be adjusted back."

Zhang San snorted. "Your gut isn't in much better shape than his."

Xia Qing immediately changed her tune. "My gut was damaged for ten years during the catastrophe, and after just one month of the medicine you prescribed, it's almost fully recovered. Your medicine is incredible!!!"

Zhang San……

"Carrying him and not finding him heavy?" And still talking so much.

Xia Qing, holding the sick wolf, immediately shook her head. "Not heavy. He sheds — if I put him on the ground, fur gets everywhere and you'd have to clean it up. Can Wolf Lao Er eat raw meat now?"

"He can, but don't give too much at once — increase the amount gradually. If vomiting or diarrhea appears, give medicine immediately." Zhang San stopped paying attention to the wolf in Xia Qing's arms, who had been drugged with anesthetic, and told her about the red noxious grass in the high-risk zone of Mountain Fifty. "How many Yishi stones did you use?"

Xia Qing answered immediately. "Three walnut-sized ones and one pigeon-egg-sized one, all mid-grade Yishi stones."

Zhang San didn't ask where Xia Qing's Yishi stones had come from. He simply took four Yishi stones from a drawer and pushed them in front of her. "Use them sparingly. The cost will be deducted from the budget for managing Mountain Fifty."

The budget was in Zhang San's hands; the accounts were kept by Xia Qing.

"Understood." Xia Qing happily pocketed the Yishi stones and asked, "Third Brother, when should the Yishi stones be removed?"

Zhang San patiently explained, "This red noxious grass is a newly evolved variety. Its root system can absorb toxins from the soil, then through a series of complex chemical reactions, release the toxins back into the air through its flowers. So this is a kind of noxious grass that can be used to purify contaminated soil — it speeds up soil purification. For the next three days…"

After arranging the handling procedure for the high-risk zone, Zhang San asked, "How are the rice plants in the valley growing?"

Xia Qing immediately pulled out her phone and showed her idol the photos. "Look, they're growing really well."

Zhang San enlarged the picture and examined it carefully, then nodded with satisfaction. "They're growing no worse than the ones in the greenhouses in my territory. Looks like the valley's insulation and ventilation conditions are both decent."

Xia Qing added, "It's only because you let us come to Territory Seven to study that they grew so well. Look — the best-growing ones are my rice seedlings. These are the J-2 I exchanged with you. Third Brother, how did you manage to cultivate rice this well?"

Compared to empty flattery with no nutritional value, Zhang San much preferred Xia Qing asking him professional questions, and patiently gave her a long lecture on breeding knowledge.

After Xia Qing carefully noted it all down and was about to take her leave, Zhang San suddenly asked her, "The conflict between the western wolf pack and the western territory — do you think there's still a way to resolve it?"

Xia Qing shook her head. "I can't think of one. I've only met the western wolf pack twice. They're extremely fierce and savage, and they hold deep hatred toward humans. The pack's alpha is a silver-gray evolved giant wolf — definitely a brain-domain evolver — and it's allied with several solitary golden leopards. Wolf strength plus leopard speed — very hard to deal with. From what I know of wolf packs, the fact that they only tore up the western territory's greenhouses and didn't kill any of the people inside is already a concession."

It's like how humans occupied the valley in Sector Three of Mountain Forty-Nine, captured wild boars raised by the wolf pack, and built a wild boar breeding center. When the northern wolf pack found out, they directly hunted and killed the boars in the breeding center to make their stance clear, and only after humans withdrew from the valley did the matter come to an end.

Zhang San leaned back in his chair. "The base commander called me, hoping I could formulate some wolf-repelling agents to protect the western territory. This year we're promoting the planting of high-Yishi-element spinach, and he doesn't want to give up the ten thousand mu of western territory."

The west has fifty territories in total, and at an average of two thousand mu per territory, it does come out to ten thousand mu.

Cautious by nature, Xia Qing reminded him of the possible consequences. "Third Brother, don't underestimate the wolf pack's determination to retaliate. The agents might provoke an even bigger backlash from the pack. In the next noxious rain, what the wolves destroy may no longer be limited to greenhouses."

Zhang San nodded and reminded Xia Qing, "From now on, don't take or use any medicine. We'll start a new round of medication in three months. What are your plans for the next two or three months?"

"Plant the grain and vegetables, raise chickens and fish, and slowly get Wolf Lao Er used to eating raw meat." After saying this, Xia Qing gently stroked the sick wolf's head and asked softly, "Third Brother, how many more years can Wolf Lao Er live?"

Zhang San yawned. "He's only seven. If you release him back to the pack, how many years he lives is up to fate. If you're willing to keep him, he can easily live another fifteen years."

Huh? Xia Qing was stunned. "Only seven?"

She had assumed this wolf was already in its teens. "Then Wolf Lao Er still counts as a prime-age wolf, right?"

"Barely. Just like with humans — the Great Evolution of Blue Star's creatures gave wolves longer natural lifespans, but the harsh living environment has dragged down their average lifespan." After saying this, Zhang San sent Xia Qing away so she wouldn't delay his meal.

Xia Qing quickly took the chance to exchange a batch of soil sterilizing agents, and also gave Third Brother a basket of eggs, carefully reminding him, "Third Brother, if your dairy cow can give birth to two calves this spring…"

"She's only pregnant with one."

Xia Qing……alright then.

After carrying the sick wolf back to the territory, Xia Qing placed him on a grass mat under the eaves to sunbathe. She quickly cleared out a patch of open ground, sprayed insecticide and sterilizing agents, covered it with an insect-proof net, then took out her own bedding to air out in the harsh sun.

The dose of anesthetic the sick wolf had been given was very small, and within half an hour of returning, he shakily stood up, pushed through the screen door, and went inside.

Xia Qing, who was cooking in the kitchen, saw the sick wolf come in and greeted him with a smile. "Wolf Lao Er, Third Brother says your gut has recovered. You can slowly start eating raw meat. Today let's have an egg first."

After saying this, Xia Qing cracked an egg into his food bowl. "Try it — do you like it?"

The sick wolf quickly finished the raw egg and looked up at Xia Qing with eager eyes — clearly, he liked it very much.

No matter how much he liked them, the sick wolf, who collected eggs every day, never stole a single one.

Xia Qing reached out and touched his forehead. "If you don't get diarrhea today, you can have a little raw meat tomorrow. Do you want to eat frog?"

The sick wolf opened his mouth and grinned happily.

"Alright, tomorrow I'll go dig some up for you."

Xia Qing washed the dog hair off her hands and disinfected them, then went back to cooking. In the afternoon she would start clearing the noxious grass inside the newly built greenhouse, preparing to fertilize and sow.

The sick wolf, who had eaten the raw egg, didn't have diarrhea even by noon the next day, so Xia Qing fed him half a frog.

This half frog had been given to Xia Qing by the plucked-fur yellow weasel. Xia Qing tested it and found it was actually a green light.

A plucked one indeed — a very particular yellow weasel.