The car drove less than two hundred meters away from the gas station before Zhang Su stopped in front of a relatively intact pharmacy, calling everyone to get out and gather medicine. They quickly filled several large boxes, which made the already limited space in the car even more cramped. They even had to tie two boxes of snacks onto the roof rack of the Prado.
Out of the four vehicles, only Zhang Su was driving alone, while the other cars were filled with people, making interaction inevitable.
The atmosphere inside the Haranda was the warmest and most harmonious. Pei Lan was sitting awkwardly in the back with all sorts of supplies piled around her. She glanced at Zheng Xinyu, who was petting a dog in the front seat, with a somewhat strange expression.
"Sister Xinyu, Sister Shanshan, actually, I've always had a question..."
Pei Lan began nervously.
Zhong Xiaoshan, who was driving, brushed her messy hair and said, "You're wondering about our situation with Zhang Su, right?"
