It's a bit weird to burn, it's really burning.

It stands to reason that Zhao Gangyi's physical strength should not have a fever.

But Zhao Gangyi did have a fever, and, from childhood to adulthood, Zhao Gangyi often had a cold and fever.

Zhao Gangyi didn't know that it was weishenme, and Zhao Gangyi's Lao Tzu didn't know that it was weishenme, so he invited a lot of famous doctors, and even invited some old Taoist monks and old monks in the deep mountains and old forests to do it, and Zhao Gangyi's frequent colds and fevers have not been able to be solved.

40 degrees.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Gangyi successfully burned to 40 degrees.

Zhao Gangyi was already burned in a daze.

"Let's go to the hospital!"

Huang Lingling said with a little pleading.

Zhao Gangyi shook his head slightly.

"Weishenme, you won't go to the hospital!?"

Huang Lingling said anxiously and suspiciously, "If you continue to burn like this, you will be stupid." ”

"Don't."

Zhao Gangyi shook his head.

He doesn't like hospitals.

I really don't like it very much, especially when I'm hospitalized.

Zhao Gangyi saw a lot in the hunter school, and those comrades-in-arms turned into cold corpses not long after they were sent to the hospital.

Zhao Gangyi felt that the hospital was a place to kill people.

Save people, kill people.

In fact, there is no difference in essence.

This is what Zhao Gangyi thinks.

Zhao Gangyi's mind appeared on that rainy night, the first thing she said to herself.

"What do you think is the purpose of learning martial arts?"

At that time, Zhao Gangyi pretended to say that he was trying to kill people.

Then she said, "What is murder?" ”

What did Zhao Gangyi answer at that time, but now Zhao Gangyi is in a daze and has forgotten it, but Zhao Gangyi still remembers that from that day on, he has become a martial arts wizard, and then he can do anything.

As for what happened that night, Zhao Gangyi also forgot it.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have caught a cold.

It seems that I have a fever, too.

41 degrees.

When the thermometer reached this degree, Huang Lingling finally couldn't help it.

Huang Lingling hugged Zhao Gangyi on the bed, and there was a lot of liliang hidden in her seemingly delicate body.

Guo Furong went out tonight, and there were only Zhao Gangyi and Huang Lingling at home.

Huang Lingling hugged Zhao Gangyi's chest with both hands, so that Zhao Gangyi could stand for a while.

At this time, although Zhao Gangyi was already confused, he could vaguely hear Huang Lingling's words, and then stood for a while with his only will.

Then Huang Lingling quickly walked in front of Zhao Gangyi and carried Zhao Gangyi on her back.

Zhao Gangyi's hand was on Huang Lingling's shoulder, and his arm naturally drooped and pressed on Huang Lingling's chest.

Huang Lingling's face was slightly red, but she didn't pay attention to Zhao Gangyi's hand, but put her hands behind her back, lifted Zhao Gangyi's body up, and carried Zhao Gangyi's whole body on her back.

Zhao Gangyi's body trembled, as if he was afraid that he would fall from the side, Zhao Gangyi grabbed two things that he felt could control the balance of his body in a daze.

Huang Lingling's body shook again, and she looked down at her shuangfeng who was grabbed by Zhao Gangyi's hands, Huang Lingling gritted her teeth, didn't speak, and didn't care, but just walked out of the house with Zhao Gangyi on her back.

Rumble.

A thunderclap.

The whole building suddenly went dark.

There was a power outage.

The power went out, which meant that the elevator was out of service, and it also meant that the lights on the stairs would not be on.

As far as the eye could see, it was pitch black.

"It's so dark!"

Huang Lingling's body trembled slightly, she was not a very bold person, because of the shadow when she was a child, so Huang Lingling was particularly afraid of this kind of empty darkness, the whole stairwell, dark and dull, and the sound of walking seemed to be able to produce echoes in the stairwell.

Call!

Huang Lingling exhaled a long breath, then put one hand on the railing of the staircase, and walked down slowly.

The stairs are dark.

Huang Lingling could only grope step by step, and the person on her back was very heavy.

Zhao Gangyi was eighteen years old and weighed more than 100 catties, far more robust than his Lao Tzu.

Ahem, ahem!

Zhao Gangyi coughed, and this cough made Huang Lingling's body shake, and then her feet shook.

"Ahh

Huang Lingling screamed in pain, and her body was about to fall.

Syllable.

There was a crunch.

Huang Lingling clung to the railing with one hand to keep her body from falling.

"Ahh

There was another low exclamation, because of the sudden tilt of his body, Zhao Gangyi's hands unconsciously contracted, and the hands were very big, grabbing Huang Lingling's chest tightly, and even scratching Huang Lingling.

"Steel."

Huang Lingling seemed to want to let Zhao Gangling relax, but Zhao Gangyi was already burned in a daze, where could he still hear Huang Lingling's words.

Huang Lingling saw that Zhao Gangyi did not react, did not speak again, but raised the twisted foot, shook it, and then stepped on the ground again.

"Ouch."

Huang Lingling's brows furrowed.

The twisting sensation is very uncomfortable, and the pain is not something that can be eliminated in a while.

Huang Lingling gritted her teeth, her legs trembled slightly and walked down step by step, and Huang Lingling's face was already drenched in sweat.

Douda's sweat flowed down Huang Lingling's chin, dripping on Zhao Gangyi's hand and brain, and fell to the ground.

It was dark and nothing could be seen.

The seven-story building is like the seven heavens.

It took Huang Lingling a full twenty minutes before she went downstairs.

Huang Lingling was only wearing a pair of small shorts at home, and her upper body was a T-shirt, which brought a chill when the storm blew.

Huang Lingling was wearing sandals on her feet, and the ankle of her left foot was already red and swollen.

Wind, torrential rain.

The car was parked in the garage.

Huang Lingling gritted her teeth, put Zhao Gangyi's body down, and asked him to sit on the stairs.

Zhao Gangyi's body seemed to have no strength, leaning against the wall by the stairs.

Huang Lingling exhaled a long breath and touched her chest.

There was a pain in his chest.

After just resting for more than ten seconds, Huang Lingling picked up an umbrella from her waist and rushed to the garage not far away.

The wind was strong and the rain was very strong.

A small umbrella can't hold anything at all.

Huang Lingling's body was quickly wet. When I was blown by the wind, I felt even colder.

Huang Lingling got into the car in a rough dress, then started the car, drove the car to the staircase downstairs of her house, got out of the car, picked up Zhao Gangyi, sent him to the back of the car, and then returned to the driver's seat, drove Xiao Alto, and went to the hospital.

Crash.

A thunderclap pierced the sky.

Alto's lights seemed so insignificant on such a rainy night.

Even if you are ten or twenty meters away, you can only vaguely see two yellow dots.

And then nothing else can be seen.

(Thanks to Michael for your VIP support...... Anyway, it's good that you don't show up, but as soon as you appear, you went to the human immortals, bunkers. ）