"I'll be right there." Lu Ao sprang up from the bed with a kip-up, only to pull at an unspeakable injury. His mouth twitched, and he let out a muffled groan.
The moment it escaped, he forcibly swallowed it back down.
Song Zhou was still outside. He had his pride, too.
Chapter 113
The next day, Lu Ao sent Ge Ranzhou home and made a trip to Qianyong City along the way.
The two happened to be headed in the same direction.
For Ge Ranzhou's return, Song Zhou and Lu Ao packed bag after bag for him, stuffing his suitcase until it was nearly bursting.
There were even a full ten pounds of squid meat inside, weighing the suitcase down heavily.
The suitcase had not seemed so heavy when they dragged it along, but now that they had to carry it onto the train, it became painfully burdensome.
Thinking of the squid meat in his suitcase, Ge Ranzhou asked quietly, "I really can't give any of the squid meat to anyone else?"
Lu Ao asked in return, "You ate it once. Didn't you notice anything different?"
"Huh? I felt especially energetic these past few days. I ate well, drank well, and slept really comfortably, but wasn't that because I was out on vacation? Was it really related to the squid meat?"
"That wasn't squid meat. It was something else." Lu Ao lowered his voice. "Just think of it as an especially potent tonic. Don't foolishly give it away, and don't tell anyone about it. When you get home, tell your parents too."
At Lu Ao's words, Ge Ranzhou became nervous. He nodded rapidly. "So that's how it is. When Brother Song packed it for me earlier, I didn't even dare ask."
Lu Ao tilted his head to look at him.