This office is located on the 42nd floor, and there are only two offices on the entire 42nd floor, and the one Wei Youqi chose is relatively large.

The entrance is made of very strong solid wood, unlike many offices that are made of thin aluminium or simply glass doors, which are very dangerous and unsuitable as a place to live.

This office has an office hall, two bosses' offices, a lounge and two toilets.

The toilet was not available but there was a large bed in the lounge which was very convenient.

Wei Youqi and his party occupied this studio, while the young surgeon took up another studio next door.

The door over there is an aluminum alloy door, and it looks okay, as long as it's not a glass door.

There are many fire escapes in this building, and sometimes the different fire escapes are not connected together, and this office has two fire escapes, one of which is the one that Wei Youqi and they walked.

The second fire escape would share a hall with another studio, and the whole building should have six or seven fire escapes, some of which are interconnected, and some of which are not.

In other words, Wei Youqi, their floor is quite safe.

As long as the two fire doors are guarded to death, and no one from outside can enter, they are very safe.

"Let's put Liang Shuyu down first, find someone who can pass the iron, everyone warm up first, cook some red ginseng soup to ward off the cold, don't catch a cold." Keep warm. ”

As soon as I arrived at the office, everyone was busy with their work arrangements.

There are those who are looking for iron tongs, and there are those who are responsible for making fires and boiling water.

There is a special bucket for water under the coffee table in this studio, which is just right to take out and use. They couldn't light gasoline in the studio, it smelled too strong and poisonous, so they used a little cooking oil mixed with the sackcloth, mop, cloth, etc., they found, and soon lit a small stove.

Everyone had a clean set of happy clothes, and the ladies hid in the boss's office, and applied ginger oil to each other on the spine of the back, the soles of the feet, and the hearts of the hands, and then changed into clean underwear.

"Hey, it hurts."

Du Yao snorted softly, his body that was frozen purple was completely unconscious, but if he bumped it lightly, it would be particularly painful.

Du Yao accidentally bumped into the table while changing clothes.

There was no fire in this office, and it was so rainy outside that you couldn't see anything, and the black lights were blinding, and it was very cold and terrifying.

Aunt Xiuping pulled her over and helped her change into clean clothes, "Be careful." ”

"Ah, it hurts." This cry was made by Deng Xiaoqin.

Deng Lingxiang was helping her change her pants when she accidentally touched the wound on her foot, which made her scream.

Deng Lingxiang's tears couldn't stop flowing out again, and Deng Xiaoqin said in a coquettish and immature tone that was difficult to see: "My feet, will they be wasted in the future?" ”

Aunt Xiuping on the side said, "No." Didn't the surgeon just now help you see it, and said that as long as you recover well, you can use crutches. ”

Deng Xiaoqin cried and mourned: "What's the difference between that and scrapped? ”

Not to mention that she is a high-ranking lady, at least she is also a beautiful and well-paid leader, once the power outage ended up like this, when she thought that she would have to live the life of half a disabled person in the future, how could she accept such an ending.

Teacher Ding said, "As long as you are alive, it's fine." ”

Thinking of the dead Chen Zhi, everyone was silent.

Deng Xiaoqin also thought that she had escaped death, and she was already lucky to survive, compared to Chen Zhi, who was entangled in a rope, she was indeed very lucky.

But despite comforting herself like this, Deng Xiaoqin still felt very uncomfortable.

One of her hearts was as full of despair as the gray sky outside.

It is also like the roads and houses that have been buried deep in the ocean and may never see the light again, just like the roads and houses that exist, which is despair.

"Can we live?"

Deng Xiaoqin looked at the window, the tornado whistling in the distance, and asked faintly.

Floods and tsunamis have submerged all the houses in the vicinity, and now there are few houses and hills left at sea level, except for their towering building.

At a glance, there is a vast expanse of water and a vast expanse of corpses.

No, not even a corpse.

It has long been washed away by the flood.

Can we still live?

Trapped here, most of the supplies were discarded in the car, and the supplies in the backpack were only enough for one person to eat for two or three days, even if they saved a little, it would not exceed five days.

They did do some defense and preparation, spreading the supplies across three vehicles to reduce the risk as much as possible.

But who would have known that there would be a sudden tsunami?

Three cars, three trucks of supplies, all buried in the ocean!

And in this building, in addition to them, there are many, many survivors, if the tsunami does not subside, if they and these people have been trapped in this building, what will be the end?

Deng Xiaoqin didn't dare to imagine it at all.

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of changing clothes.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, an amazing knock on the door sounded, startling everyone, and Liu Feng's voice came from outside: "The stove is lit, you guys come out and roast the fire." ”

"Let's go, go out and have a fire."

Aunt Xiuping pushed Du Yao, Du Yao obediently responded, and a few people who had changed their clothes walked out, while Teacher Ding helped them wring out the changed clothes and carried them out to dry on the desk outside.

It's the only thing they have left, about two sets per person.

If nothing else, they should not be able to get their hands on the clothes, unless they strip the clothes of the dead.

Outside, in the office office, several men moved the large desks to the side and stacked them, the computers and documents on the desks have been moldy and rusty due to long-term dampness, and are stacked with thick dust and dirt, and this office should not have been visited since the power outage.

On the 42nd floor here, even if it is an employee of the company, in the case of a power outage, not many people should be willing to climb up.

With the stove, everyone finally felt some warmth in their bodies.

Fortunately, they carried some things with them, and Aunt Xiuping took out an iron fist, set it up with an iron frame found in the microwave, and cooked some red ginseng soup for everyone to drink.

Liang Ying and Liang Wenjing also helped the unconscious Liang Shuyu change into clean clothes, smeared warm ginger oil on his body, and put him next to the stove to roast him.

But he has been unconscious, and Xiao Du Yao has been by his side all the time, "Will the big brother get better?" ”

Liang Ying took a few deep breaths and said, "Yes, he will be fine." ”

Du Yao nodded and touched the eldest brother's hand, which was cold and cold.

She put her hand on the stove to roast the fire, and waited until her hand was warm before helping her eldest brother warm his hands, but the temperature dropped quickly, and it was cold again, and Du Yao had to go back and forth.

Hopefully Big Brother can wake up.