A week later.

Gaborone Municipal Hospital.

Although the cytotoxins in Anthony Christopher's body have been resolved, the organ damage caused by the toxins will need to be recuperated for some time to recover, but now he can walk on the ground.

In the lush courtyard garden, Anthony Christopher, wearing a sick gown and a thick gauze around his neck, sat on a wicker chair and looked at the African goldfish in the pond.

The butler Fred stood by and bowed slightly and said: "The only ones that have been found are these, but it has nothing to do with Miss Morgan. She is completely kept in the dark."

Anthony Christopher nodded after a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "This matter doesn't need to be spread, and don't tell her."

Fred: "I know sir."

Anthony Christopher pondered for a moment, then turned his head and slowly asked, "By the way...I asked you to make an appointment with Doctor Zhou for me, how about it?"

Because of the trachea, he has not been able to speak for the past few days, so naturally he cannot call Zhou Wen himself.

Fred respectfully said: "Dr. Zhou is making a round of consultations and cannot come over temporarily."

Anthony Christopher nodded, "Forget it, wait a few days to get better, and I will come to thank you again...cough cough."

Before he finished speaking, Anthony Christopher felt itchy in his throat and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Fred quickly said: "Sir..."

Anthony Christopher waved his hand, indicating that it did not matter.

"Tell me about this Doctor Zhou."

"Good sir! What I learned before is some public information. In fact, this Doctor Zhou is much more powerful than reported in the news. He is an authoritative expert in the field of biological viruses in China..."

...

South of Gaborone, the largest city in South Africa with a straight line distance of less than 300 kilometers: Johannesburg.

In a luxurious building, a middle-aged Nordic man wearing a POLO shirt with a horoscope-shaped Hu is playing indoor golf, and a secretary-like man wearing gold-rimmed glasses is making a report next to him.

"The beginning and the end have been cleaned up, and we will never find it on our heads..."

After the male secretary with glasses finished speaking, the Nordic man slapped out with a "pop".

Then the Nordic man put down his cue and said with a smile: "This time he is fortune-telling."

The male secretary of the glasses asked: "How does that Chinese doctor handle it?"

The Nordic man said: "What should I do? I have to teach this kind of thing. Of course, I want to find a way to cooperate with his company."

"But..." The glasses male secretary hesitated and said, "If it weren't for him, our plan would have been successful."

"So you plan to kill him to vent your anger?" The Nordic man retorted and said, "How many years have you been with me?"

The glasses male secretary hesitated: "Uh... 8 years."

The Nordic man lit a flue and said, "You have been with me for 8 years. When did you ever see me killing someone purely to vent my anger?"

The cold sweat on the forehead of the male secretary with glasses came out, and he lowered his head and said, "No...no."

Nordic male: "If not, why did you raise this question? Are you bloated, or do you think I am now a murderous BT?"

The male secretary with glasses lowered his head: "Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Barov."

The Nordic man had a lot to say, but in the end he said: "Remember, violence is a last resort. Before that, we were businessmen who abide by the rules and the law, understand?"

"Yes, sir."

...

...

In a village 100㎞ east of Gaborone.

Li Feng, Lu Weizhi, Dong Wenying and Yu Xiaohua are teaching local villagers about hygiene and health.

A large SUV was parked in the shade of the trees behind. Inside the SUV, Zhou Wen was staring at a small green seedling 5 cm high on the shelf, his face was full of joy.

In the AIDS formula given by the high priest, there is a particularly key raw material, which is the seedling of the Mamarai Lai in front of him, which resembles hemp leaf grass.

In fact, it belongs to the leguminous family. According to the high priest, it grows like a spatholobi, and the powdered main medicine given by the high priest is ground from the fruit of this plant, so he gave it a name : Ai Scutellaria.

However, the growing environment of this scutellaria sibiricus was extremely harsh, and it would die without paying attention.

The survival rate is terribly low.

The high priest gave...sold Zhou Wen 17 seeds. Zhou Wen was very confident before, thinking that with his level 5 plant level, how could he die?

He listened to the high priest's planting experience, combined with his planting level, and then planted 5 seeds at once...all died.

To be honest, it didn't work to treat him distressed.

It's not because the seeds are very expensive, mainly because the high priest's seeds are all given to him, and if one is lost, and all are dead, then he can only buy formulas and raw materials in the system mall.

Then he planted several more trees one after another, all of them died without exception.

To be honest, if the lie detector showed that what the high priest was telling was the truth, he would suspect that the high priest gave him fake seeds.

But he finally thought of a way to upgrade botany.

He spent 100,000 experience points to upgrade botany to lv6.

This is really different.

At the level of LV5, he vaguely heard the cheers of the plants, but it disappeared very quickly, and at one time he thought it was an illusion.

But when the level reached LV6, he found that he could really understand plant language and could communicate with them.

Although it feels a bit weird, it is true.

In fact, plants are like animals, they also have their own unique language, but ordinary people do not understand it.

Then he found that the seeds of this scutellaria sibiricum were really delicate, like a baby. The temperature would not work if it was cold, or it would not work if it was hot, and it should be kept at a constant temperature;

The water to be irrigated will not work if it is salty, or if it is weak, it is best to be pure natural and pollution-free mountain spring water;

There is also the daily sunshine. It is not good if it is not exposed to the sun, and it is not good for a long time. Photosynthesis should be just right...

Like now.

Zhou Wen stared at it for a while, and this Ai Scutellaria seedling actually said in plant language: You stare at me to see a chicken feather, and I will die for you to see...that's probably what it meant.

Zhou Wen: "..."

My Nima, now a plant can threaten him.

"If it weren't for your ability to treat AIDS, I or he would have lifted your ashes."

Zhou Wen murmured in his heart, but he really didn't dare to stare at Ai Xue Teng again.

This bird feather thing is really delicate, maybe staring at it will change the surrounding aura and indirectly lead to its death.

Who is right about this?

Zhou Wen got up and left the SUV, closing the door of the rear compartment before leaving.

As a result, the scutellaria in the carriage yelled: Open the door, it's so hot, do you want to smother me...probably that means.

Zhou Wen opened the car door calmly.

Compared with the 82-year-old mineral water and the sunshine in the Maldives, it is just a small problem.

Zhou Wen walked to the side of the grove to smoke.

Several local children are playing football.

The older one is eleven or twelve years old, and the younger one is seven or eight years old.

Regardless of their age, all of these African children have good physical fitness. They are good at singing and rap, playing basketball and football.

"boom--"

A child kicked it out vigorously and the football hit a monkey fruit tree next to him. The bark of the monkey fruit tree with the thickness of his wrist was stamped out, and then the ball rolled back.

Monkey Fruit Tree: "Knock you... It hurts me..."

The leaves of a pear tree next to it quivered slightly: "These are forcing kids to play football here all day, and I'm so bored."

Mulberry tree Zhou Wen was leaning on: "This **** leaning on me...cough cough cough...why is there a burning stick in his mouth? It chokes me to death."

Zhou Wen: "..."

These trees are not serious trees~lightnovelpub.net~ All they like to breathe fragrance.

"I didn't dare to do with Ai Siberia, I didn't dare to do with you!" Zhou Wen took a couple of cigarettes, turned around and pressed the cigarette **** out on the tree.

"*&……%￥￥￥#@." Mulberry was screaming and screaming, constantly spitting fragrance to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen threatened with the plant language he had just mastered and an electromagnetic wave emitted from his body: "If you call me again, you will be chopped off by the roots."

The mulberry tree and the other two trees that helped curse all died down, and there was no more sound.

Zhou Wen couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, the phone in Zhou Wen's pocket rang, and he took it out to see that Wei Dong was calling...

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