"Dr. Li, please just sell me one."
Yang Qing pestered him relentlessly, refusing to leave. "I'm buying it for my little brother. He's a soldier in North Bay, which is infamous as the 'Mosquito Kingdom'..."
"Being a soldier there is pure suffering. The last time he came back, his face, neck, arms, and legs were all covered in dark marks from mosquito bites..."
"Now, in this 40-degree heat, he and his comrades still have to wear heavy cotton uniforms when they go out. The moment they move even a little, thousands of mosquitoes swarm around them..."
Yang Qing explained in a rambling voice.
Li Xu was silent.
He had seen news reports about North Bay—a place described as "three mosquitoes make a dish." Even the military dogs there had to wear special protective suits.
Song Sisi, being the sensitive type, felt her heart soften as she listened.
"Dr. Li..."
Before Yang Qing could say anything more, Li Xu turned and walked to the medicine cabinet.
