"Just this bit?"
"It's not like this is soda, it works in a small cup when it's needed." Wang Yao said after he heard the question.
" Alright then, I'll order it in advance!" Su Zhixing said.
"Okay, but let as few people as possible know about it, you know the rules here."
"No problem. I'm responsible for any accident that might happen!" Su Zhixing said solemnly.
They talked for a while before hanging up.
Thousands of miles away in Jing City, Su Zhixing was still in the hospital.
"How is it?" Asked a man beside him.
"He has agreed."
"Alright, I'll give you a credit." The man patted him on the shoulder after hearing that.
"Just buy me a drink when I've recovered, and only the two of us should know about it."
"No problem."
Another calm night passed.
Unknowingly, it was already September, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching.