Chapter 391 Occupy a Spot

*Cough cough cough*, I'm a goner.

You can think of it as me procrastinating for a day, and then posting at dawn every day (Dog's head)

Squatting on the spot, Ling Cheng changed

On the long bench in the airport waiting hall, tall oxygen tanks piled up into a small mountain, and seated beside it was a young man wearing a black baseball cap, as people coming and going in the hall all curiously looked at this small mound.

"Are these oxygen tanks for sale?" asked a young man who suddenly approached the man in the baseball cap, nervously. "My grandpa is feeling unwell. Could you make them a bit cheaper? Three hundred is really too expensive."

Bi Fang looked up at the old man having trouble breathing on the other side of the bench and casually stuffed a few oxygen bottles into the hands of the young man, "Take them, no charge."