There was a lot of talk, but they weren't as scared as they had been at the beginning.

After a few more minutes, the middle-aged man's movements slowly slowed down, and he collapsed to the ground, but his consciousness was still blurred, and there was no response to the questioning, and his stomach looked swollen.

"I can't tell why, but now he needs to go to the hospital for observation." The doctor briefly checked the middle-aged uncle's physical symptoms again, and Yi Nanfeng noticed that he looked a little puzzled, and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Master, first drive the car to the service station to see if there is a rescue point, if it really doesn't work, get off the highway from the nearest intersection, there should be a township hospital nearby." The doctor turned to the driver, who was a little overwhelmed.

"Hey, that's not going to work." Before the driver could react, someone immediately objected, Yi Nanfeng looked at the voice, it was a young woman with a hooked nose, who looked no more than thirty years old, with a bag on her lap, and a pure black coat that looked like she was well-off.

"You shouted just now, stop waiting, right? Now you're leaving, this weather is so dangerous, I think it's better to keep waiting. The hook-nosed woman's tone was not too intense, but even a fool could hear the sarcasm in her words.

"Eldest sister, we doctors put life first, and this eldest brother is like this......" The doctor replied politely, but his expression was very tough.

"Who's your name, big sister?" The hook-nosed woman seemed to have been ignited with an explosives bag, and her hair stood on end.

"Okay, ma'am, in that case, I'll help you find a car, you sit in the car and wait, we're in a hurry to get to the service area." As he spoke, the doctor pointed outside, meaning to ask the driver to open the door.

"Looking for a car? I bought the ticket, what right do you have to throw me here, everyone to judge this pair? "The woman has to be unforgiving, as if she is in contact with this doctor.

"Alright, you two don't have to say a word." The driver walked between the two of them, "In this way, I'll go down and see if there is a private car nearby that is willing to take this gentleman to the hospital, and you two can go back to their places." ”

As he spoke, the driver returned to his seat and opened the door, and was about to walk out, when he heard the middle-aged uncle on the ground who had not reacted for a long time weakly spit out a few words: "Don't...... Fog...... ......Before he finished speaking, he twitched as if he couldn't lift his breath.

The doctor hurriedly came to the man's side, and then instructed the driver: "Master, close the door, don't go."

"What's wrong?" The driver stopped in confusion, but still obeyed the doctor's instructions and closed the door.

The carriage was silent again, the doctor and Yi Nanfeng helped the middle-aged uncle to a row of empty seats to lie down, and the hook-nosed woman finally sat back in her place, just turning her head to the side as if she was still sulking.

Yi Nanfeng sat next to the doctor, in fact, he felt that something was wrong, and with the uneasiness in his bones, he felt a little depressed.

"Thank you just now, and you're here to do me a favor. What do you call it? The doctor looked at Yi Nanfeng and said with a smile.

"No, no, my name is Yi Nanfeng, what about you?"

"My name is Zhao Lei." The doctor replied.

"Anyway, you didn't offend that eldest sister before, why does it look like she deliberately found fault with you." Yi Nanfeng asked with a grin.

Zhao Lei shook his head helplessly, and said slowly: "It seems that I accidentally stepped on her high heels when I was queuing up to get on the bus."

"Today's woman, tsk, really hold a grudge." Yi Nanfeng smiled, then looked at the fog outside the car window that was getting thicker and thicker and showed no sign of subsiding, and asked, "Is that uncle really epilepsy?"

Zhao Lei pondered for a moment and replied, "Hmm...... I can't tell, but there are some symptoms of poisoning. ”

"I always feel a little strange when you see this fog rising." Yi Nanfeng deliberately pulled the topic here, but said it casually.

"You mean what the big brother said at the end?" Zhao Lei nodded, and the topic was a little dull. "Tell me about you, still in school?"

Yi Nanfeng shook his head: "I graduated early, and I went to the army for two years."

"Oh? Where did you become a soldier?"

"Tibetan ......"

The time was close to four o'clock in the afternoon, and the fog still showed no signs of subsiding, but became thicker, during which Zhao Lei went to check the physical symptoms of the middle-aged uncle, and the whole person basically fell into a coma and basically lost consciousness.

"Huh? Xiaolan, do you have a signal on your phone? When there was silence in the car, the boy in the couple who had been sitting in front of Yi Nanfeng spoke.

"Hey, Gu Ming, I said don't talk to me!" It seems that the girl is still angry before giving birth to a boy.

However, as soon as we said this, everyone found that there was no signal on their mobile phones, and even if they did, they were so weak that they couldn't make calls and couldn't get on the Internet, and the car began to stir again.

"Master, let's go! Otherwise, it will be dark. Finally everyone agreed, and the driver restarted the car.

"The speed of the car is so slow, how many years and months will it take to arrive!" Zhao Lei sighed and said.

"Did you say that fog still affects the signal?" Yi Nanfeng asked.

"I think I've heard that." Zhao Lei replied.

"Hey, come to think of it, you see that I usually surf the Internet at home, and the downloads are about ten trillion, but when it comes to smog days, the Internet is very slow." Yi Nanfeng explained to himself, as if he had to find a reason for the lack of signal on his mobile phone. A colleague has said about him before, saying that Yi Nanfeng has obsessive-compulsive disorder and persecution paranoia.

Maybe it's true, Yi Nanfeng thought to himself. "Brother Lei, do you know how to see a psychiatric department?"

"Huh?" Zhao Lei was stunned.

"It's nothing ......" In short, Yi Nanfeng's uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.

"Phew!" A sudden braking, fortunately the speed was slow, otherwise everyone would have to fall out of position.

"Master, how did you drive the car?"

"No, it looks like it hit someone!" The driver was also a little flustered, it was not clear what was going on.

Then I saw a woman shouting something outside the car door, and the driver quickly opened the car door to let her in.

"Miss, you're not hurt, are you? Did it just hit you? The driver hurriedly asked.

I saw that this woman had messy hair and a little blood on her face, and she limped into the car.

"Please help, save my husband." The woman pleaded almost with a crying voice.

"What's wrong? Something to say slowly. Zhao Lei was really warm-hearted, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Just now I got into the car openly, but suddenly I couldn't breathe, my hands and feet were swinging, and the car hit the guardrail directly, and now I am still there, please help him and save him." The woman spoke incoherently, and the tears in the corners of her eyes flowed down one by one.

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor, I'll go down with you right away to take a look." Zhao Lei looked at the anxious appearance of this wife, and said that he was about to get out of the car.

"Wait!" Yi Nanfeng hurriedly stopped him, he seemed to understand something in his heart.

"Don't you think it's strange? Her husband seems to have symptoms that are a bit similar to this uncle's. Yi Nanfeng pointed to the middle-aged uncle lying in the back row.

"Sister, let me ask you a question, did you get off the train halfway?" Yi Nanfeng stared at the woman and asked.

"No ......"

"What about the windows?"

"It's been driving since I got in the car!"

"That's right, I think there's something wrong with this fog!" Yi Nanfeng seemed to grasp the answer and said categorically.

"Don't worry about it so much for now, it's important to save people, if the fog really has a problem, why is his wife fine." Saying that, Zhao Lei followed the woman out of the car.

Yi Nanfeng looked at the backs of the two of them disappearing into the fog thoughtfully.

"Master, let's close the door first." The people on the side seemed to be a little afraid of Yi Nanfeng's previous conclusion and reminded the driver.

After a few more minutes, Zhao Lei came back alone, walked straight to Yi Nanfeng's side, and asked, "Do you dare to go out?" If you dare, do me a favor. ”

"Of course!" Yi Nanfeng decisively got out of the car with Zhao Lei.

"I said it's okay, maybe it's just a coincidence." Zhao Lei led Yi Nanfeng to grope his way forward in the fog. "Her husband is a little fat, I can't move alone, you have been a soldier, your physical fitness is definitely better than mine, let's take him back to the car."

"No problem, I thought too much about it before, and my persecution paranoia worsened after watching it." Yi Nanfeng said embarrassedly.

"Ha, no wonder you said you wanted to see a psychiatrist." Zhao Lei laughed, "But it's only you, I won't ask anyone else, and I guess no one is willing to help." ”

"Don't say that, it's just that it's hard to be a good person now."

As they spoke, the two of them walked to the guardrail not far ahead, and a horizontal sedan was parked in the middle, with some marks of impact on the front of the car.

"Thank you, thank you, I will personally thank you when my husband wakes up." When the woman saw the two of them go and return, it was as if she had seen a living bodhisattva, and she kept thanking them while showing the way.

Yi Nanfeng opened the door of the cab, and saw a slightly chubby man lying on the steering wheel, as if he had fainted.

"Sister, how long has it been since you had an accident?" Yi Nanfeng asked as he unfastened the seat belt on the man's body.

The woman thought for a moment and replied, "It should be almost half an hour."

Saying that, Yi Nanfeng and Zhao Lei helped the man out, and after understanding, the husband and wife were named Zhang Tianhai and the wife was Han Fang, who originally drove to Jiangcheng to visit their daughter who was in college, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Yi Nanfeng and Zhao Lei cautiously carried the boy named Zhang Tianhai in the direction of the bus.

"Whew...... Call...... Wait......" Yi Nanfeng exhaled twice, "This big brother is so heavy, I feel like I can't breathe." ”

"No, you've been a soldier, I feel fine." Zhao Lei replied easily.

"Stop, stop, I don't think I can see anything." Yi Nanfeng stopped and shouted.

"It's too foggy, work hard, there's still a few steps to go."