Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 308 Contribution Points Cannot Be Wasted

"What is that?" Grandma held her hand back, "Where are you going?"

An Jiu: "I'm not going anywhere. I have some supplies in my secondary space, and I need to pack out some vegetables quickly."

She quickly checked the remaining time in the secondary space, and seeing that there were still five minutes left, she took the time to get out the supplies.

A big bag of tomatoes, a big bag of potatoes, a big bag of eggplants, cucumbers, green onions and garlic, an extra-large gift box of tableware, and an extremely thick blanket.

Then he took out a bunch of toilet paper, kitchen paper, wet wipes and bagged towels.

Shampoo, conditioner, hand soap, perfume, laundry detergent, large bottles of cream and lotion, drinks, soda water, skim milk, were thrown onto the bed like water.

Three thin quilts, four pairs of sweatpants, six furs, sneakers, flat shoes and canvas shoes, socks flying one by one, and men's tops, trousers, coats and shoes.

Grandma's sad expression was frozen on her face.

But Anjiu was still taking things out.

Men's and women's shoes were thrown on the ground, and bunches of various flowers were piled on the small table. There were also four flower buckets, six vases of different sizes, five flower scissors, more than ten plastic flower pots and three pillows.

Pu Huai and his grandmother stood side by side at the iron gate, each expression more interesting than the other.

However, it’s not over yet.

Anjiu intends to give the mattress a clear path.

She walked to the bed and took out a white cushion that was as tall as her body. As soon as she let go, the cushion seemed to come alive, twisting and filling up, and finally, it turned into a thick mattress.

Then, Anjiu took out another ball.

After a moment, two mattresses of different styles but equally thick stood by the wall.

Finally, Anjiu took out four apples from his private space and placed them neatly on the table.

"Gone."

Pu Huai: “…”

grandmother:"!"

Anjiu: "Grandma, then Captain Pu and I will go out?"

Now that she had taken out all her things, she had no worries. It didn't matter if the temporary space disappeared at some point.

It’s a pity that the rental area is small, otherwise we could store more things.

Grandma doesn't have any sadness now.

Really, not at all.

Xiaojiuli came back safely. No parts were missing, and nothing was extra. What did she have to worry about?

Moreover, there are suddenly so many things at home...

The corners of her mouth are harder to suppress than AK!

"Go ahead, go and do your business. I'm at home, no one needs to worry!"

"Oh." An Jiu patted the mattress he brought back from the hotel and said to Pu Huai, "Captain, when you come back later, you can take this one back. There are also some men's clothes and shoes. You can pick out any suitable ones to wear."

Not long ago, Pu Huai carried her home on his back. Whether out of gratitude or the familiarity of being brought closer, An Jiu found it easy to say these words.

Pu Huai was probably also affected, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said "hmm" softly.

After going out, Anjiu locked the iron door as usual and closed the curtain at the same time.

——I have to prepare to change the door, otherwise it will be inconvenient to do anything at home.

Healing injuries, processing meat and vegetables, changing doors, all have to be done one by one.

Anyway, she is back, so just take your time to make arrangements and do things, don't be impatient.

After they walked out of Ding Road, Pu Huai squatted down in front of her and An Jiu lay on top of her.

Feeling the burning temperature radiating from Pu Huai's body, An Jiu felt that her aching stomach was much better, so she tilted her head and rested it on his neck.

He is like a hot water bottle that continuously dissipates heat. If the weather is cold, you will definitely feel warm if you hug him.

An Jiu was thinking randomly, watching the elevator door open, watching Pu Huai walking on the somewhat unfamiliar road, watching the citizens sitting crookedly on the ground by the roadside. The repeating scenes made her eyes dizzy, as if everything was spinning.

She was afraid that she would fall, so she hugged Pu Huai's neck tightly, buried her face in it, and blinked her eyes slowly and weakly.

Pu Huai reached out and touched her forehead, then sped up his pace.

He pushed open the clinic door and walked straight in.

The doctor drove him away without even turning his head: "Get out! If you are sick, come and queue up tomorrow."

Pu Huai put Anjiu on the bed, walked over and twisted the back of the collar to pull the man over, his attitude was even worse than his, "Stop talking nonsense, it's time to get off work and you changed your clothes? Come to see the doctor quickly!"

As soon as the doctor saw it was him, he begged for mercy, "Don't worry, I thought it was a stranger, but it turned out to be you! You must treat me well!"

Pu Huai let him go, but stared at his movements with sharp eyes.

The doctor wiped his sweat and said, "I'll go get the tools first."

The doctor gave Anjiu a thorough and comprehensive examination, and finally said carefully, "You are seriously injured and need treatment."

Pu Huai almost took action.

An Jiu said hurriedly: "Yes, so I came to you for treatment. How do you want to treat it?"

The doctor was sweating profusely, not daring to look back. "Yes, yes, yes, I'll give you an IV first. No! I can only give you an IV. You can see how shabby my place is. I don't have any high-quality medical facilities. This is the best I can do..."

However, when it came to giving the injection, the doctor's hands were shaking so much.

Pu Huai's eyes were fierce, "Why are you shaking? Don't tell me you're addicted to alcohol!"

The doctor didn't dare to say yes, so he took a deep breath and insisted on injecting the needle.

"Give it to me." Pu Huai couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so after disinfecting his fingers, he took over the doctor's position and inserted the needle quickly and accurately.

Anjiu seemed to be bitten by a mosquito:?

"Have you practiced?"

Pu Huai brought a stool and stood beside her. He looked up at the IV, his Adam's apple sliding up and down. "I've given it to someone else before."

He lowered his head, met Anjiu's gaze, and asked, "How did you pack so many things in there?"

There is only five cubic meters of space, so how much can be loaded?

Anjiu: "First put the big ones in, then the small ones, and then stuff them into the gaps. Don't miss any place. Anyway, the contribution points can't be wasted."

This is indeed the conclusion she came up with.

It's just like putting stones and sand into a bottle. If you pile it a little, you can put more. If you pile it a little more, you can put more. So why can't there be space?

Seeing the smug look on her face, Pu Huai believed it about 70% of the time.

Perhaps because he found it interesting, he had more time to chat with Anjiu: "What's it like over there?"

"It's suspended..." An Jiu felt that speaking could keep his brain clear and distract the attention from his abdomen, so he described it in detail from beginning to end.

Of course, this does not include the part about collecting supplies.

Pu Huai asked from time to time to keep the topic going. During this time, he signaled the doctor with his eyes, bought a bottle of water sold in the clinic, unscrewed the lid, and let Anjiu drink a few sips to moisten his throat.

He said casually: "If you have something to do, go and do it first."

The doctor nodded decisively, changed into casual clothes and left in a hurry, planning to come back in two hours.