After the begging festival, the weather gradually cooled, and the autumn tiger lost its hot and spicy vigor in the past, accompanied by the gradually withering yellow leaves, autumn has arrived.

This summer, it is the most important season for Anonymous Restaurant, and the three events have expanded its leading position in the catering industry in Taihe City, and the window of Qianjia Restaurant* wine is also rave reviews.

With the advent of autumn, the business of chilled fruit juice and wine is gradually showing its disadvantages, and Lin Qingqing plans to open a bar in a vacant space in the Qian Family Restaurant, so that the business is still good for selling hot drinks and warm wine in autumn and winter.

But no matter how you say it, you have to wait until the end of this year, see how the business of the window is, and then make plans for the next year.

With this in mind, she walked towards the ice cellar. The ice cellar of the Qian family restaurant is at the end of the long corridor at the door of the back kitchen, and the cellar is more than ten meters deep, and the door is sealed with a heavy wooden quilt.

Before she could get closer, the cold was already coming, and she tightened the collar of her thin shirt, lifted the heavy quilt, and opened the rusty bronze lock.

As soon as she pulled the wooden plank, a mist came from the pavement, which made her tremble slightly, and she smiled bitterly in her heart, it was hard to earn money, and was hard to eat.

With a lit candle in her hand, she descended the steps, where empty buckets were stacked on the right in the deep ice cellar, and twenty or thirty brand-new wooden barrels filled with ice were stacked on top of each other on the left.

"One, two, three, four, five......" she put down the candle and counted it as she made a mark.

The heavy wooden plank "squeaked", she didn't pay attention to it, the old wooden doors that had fallen into disrepair were like this.

Immediately after a dull "bang", she suddenly looked up, and the faint light at the entrance gradually disappeared, as if someone's head was shaking by the door.

Frightened in her heart, she didn't think much about it, she picked up the candlestick and shouted to it, "There are still people inside, don't close the door", and ran towards it quickly.

After a few steps, a heavy bronze lock closed and the door of the ice cellar was completely locked, and the only key was still hanging from her belt.

Her mind was in chaos, and her instinctive reaction to survive gave her no time to think about it, so she continued to climb the stairs to the entrance, and slammed it hard, "Open the door, open the door, there are still people inside!" ”

No one responded, and she continued to shout, "Cher, where are you, come and save me!" Grass ......"

Halfway through the shouting, she suddenly remembered that Bai Shuang went to collect the accounts today, and she would not be back until at least the afternoon, so she called the names of the others instead, "Money Shopkeeper, Liu Accountant, Aunt Sun, Storyteller Zhang...... Is there anyone out there? ”

The ice cellar is in the middle of nowhere, and now it is autumn, and it is still raining outside, so no one will come to the cellar to fetch ice, and the voice is only accompanied by a faint echo.

I don't know how long I shouted, Lin Qingqing's voice became smaller and smaller, and the candlelight at the bottom of the ice cellar gradually turned a dim blue, and it didn't take long for the sound of "poof" to go out, and the whole space fell into darkness.

Cao ...... Li Zhuang...... Where are you...... Save...... Save me. Consciousness drifted away, and she leaned crookedly against the door.

The endless darkness was more frightening than the cold, and she stretched out her hand to shake it in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see anything.

As time passed, she no longer had the strength to reach out and shout, and her body was as cold as if she had fallen into the frozen waters of the lake in the cold winter moon, and as if she had been roasted on the flames of a raging fire.

She licked her lips, hot and scary, her hands wrapped around her body, and her tentacles were also hot.

How could it be, it's already frozen to death, why is it hot?

But she didn't have time to think about it, the last trace of consciousness stripped away from her mind, her eyelids were uncontrollably heavy, she didn't know whether she was closed or not, her eyes were in endless darkness, her whole body strength was pumped, and she fell to the side weakly.

In the chaos, there was a mist all around, and the haze in the distance suddenly fluctuated, and a beam of light illuminated Zhao Kuangyan's figure.

"Lin Qingqing, we will give birth to a yard of children, and when we are old, they will give us rocking chairs."

"Lin Qingqing, you will be my most beautiful bride, a couple for a lifetime, you are enough in this life."

"Lin Qingqing, I'm really glad I was injured at that time to meet you, and your life is like coming for me."

Lin Qingqing smiled and confused through the faint vapor, and he still remembered him in his dying heart, and it was a short life, but he couldn't be separated from him.

In the haze, someone called anxiously in his ear, "Lin Qingqing, are you inside?" ”

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound anyway, the noise in her ears became more and more obvious, messy footsteps sounded, and someone shouted, "The locksmith is here, get out of the way." ”

The sound of "ping-pong" came to the ears, and then the wooden board opened, and the dim candlelight in the corridor shone into the ice cellar, and a cold body fell out with a "poof".

Bai Zhiyu was so frightened that his liver and gall were split, and he took the person into his arms with a wave of his long arm, and his hand trembled and touched the familiar cheek.

Then a heart-rending cry sounded, "Chang Hua! Hurry up and get home! All the doctors in Taihe called me! ”

After saying that, he picked up the unconscious Lin Qingqing and strode out.

Looking at the peaceful and calm person in his arms, his heart had never been so afraid, and his hand tightened involuntarily, as if she would never come back as soon as she let go.

The four horses drove side by side, kicking up dust all the way, and the people who had been hiding in a hurry calmed down, and they all began to talk about who was sitting in the car and what was going on.

It was still the familiar big kang with the glass window, and as soon as Bai Zhiyu put the person down, Chang Hua led four or five doctors in.

He stepped forward to report, "Childe, call these people first, and I have sent people all over the city to find a good doctor." ”

Bai Zhiyu nodded, holding Lin Qingqing's hand tightly and letting go of a place in front of the big kang, "You all see, whoever can cure it, I will give it a thousand gold." ”

There must be a brave man under the heavy money, and someone immediately stepped forward and asked, "Madame, what kind of injury did you suffer?" ”

Bai Zhiyu had no intention of answering, Chang Hua could only answer stiffly, "Frostbite, I don't know how many hours I have been in the ice cellar." ”

"Let the old man take a look." The doctor stepped forward, put his hand on Lin Qingqing's forehead, and then exclaimed, "Ouch, this is not good, it has already started to have a fever." ”

He looked back at the other doctors, "What do you have in mind?" The patient was cold but hot and feverish. ”

Another older doctor stepped forward and touched Lin Qingqing's wrist, shook his head again and again, and sighed: "This is a serious illness!" It is recorded in medical books that those who are frozen are dying, but their bodies are hot. ”

A doctor asked in a whisper: "Is it okay to boil a few pairs of Chinese medicine to remove heat?" ”

"Never!" The old man sighed, "The prescription for clearing heat is mostly to remove the fire, but this patient is not feverish because of the fire!" After that, it's not just about fever, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, if you can't wake up in time, I'm afraid you have to prepare for the future. ”

"Huh?" Chang Hua exclaimed in a low voice, and asked anxiously: "Is there nothing even you can do?" ”

All the doctors shook their heads helplessly at him, all showing pity, and looked at Lin Qingqing on the kang.