Chapter 291 Sleeping Pig Purr Roasting Pig Purr

Qingfeng listens to the heart

Chapter 291 Sleeping Pig Purr Roasting Pig Purr

Shui Qing slept late and lay down in his bed, about one o'clock in the morning.

Because when eating, she found that Grandpa Yun's appetite was not good. Talking and laughing, but not eating much. The hand that poured the tea was shaking.

No matter how healthy you are, no matter how high your kung fu is, you can't beat time. Speaking of which, the old man is nearly seventy-five.

As a result, Shui Qing grabbed the teapot and felt that something was wrong, Grandpa Yun's body temperature was too high. Hurriedly wanted to take his temperature, and the old man who recognized him for killing the tiger was still unwilling, only saying that it was a small cold, and there was no major matter.

Finally convinced, a measure of forty degrees, scared that she wanted to send him to the emergency room.

Being old doesn't mean you're sensible. Old Man Yun, who rarely got sick, was more difficult to deal with than ever, and three-year-old children were not as stubborn as him. Anyway, I refused to go to the hospital, and I just insisted on drinking water and sleeping.

There was no way, Shui Qing asked her grandfather's doctor friend to help. After a hectic mess, a viral flu is diagnosed and salt water must be hung. Just in front of her grandfather's bed, she held a bottle, and although there was a nurse, she still kept it until her grandfather's heat subsided. After the two bottles of water were hoisted, the nurse left, and the grandfather was really asleep, he went back to his room.

I was so sleepy that I thought I could sleep with a pillow. However, she probably missed the biological clock to fall asleep, and she lay down for more than an hour, tossing and turning, her body was extremely tired, but her brain was very awake. And so on and so forth, until... Left and right, finally fell asleep.

After the incident, she thought, if it weren't for such a toss, causing herself to sleep quite vigilantly and completely sleeping, perhaps, everything could be reversed.

But she did sleep like a dead animal. In that most critical hour, she was annoyed that she wouldn't wake up even if the world turned around. This level of death was extremely rare in both of her lives. So later, everyone persuaded her that this was a fateful catastrophe, and there was no need to blame herself too hard. Moreover, even if she rarely slept like this, she was the first to discover the calamity, and thus saved three lives, which is already quite a remarkable feat.

Some people see this and say, is this self-criticism or self-praise? Don't worry, let's start talking about the whole story.

Although Shui Qing's nose is not as good as Ye Moli, who is known as the nose of the sky, he is still more sensitive than ordinary people. Because she is a picky eater, and a large part of the reason for picky eating is that her nose is picky about taste. If the taste doesn't smell like craving, then the main ingredient in this food will make her hate, and she will be reluctant to eat it from then on.

An hour after she slept to death, her nose was the first to regain function in her senses. So, she smelled it.

The smell of death?

No, no, not that exaggerated. Although some people described it in hindsight, however, she personally did not like this description. She is a person who wants to live to be 90 or 100 years old, and even if death really comes, she will only be unable to see it.

So ha, it's not the breath of death, it's not the bad perfume smell of death, it's just the simple smell of smoke. It's so simple that it's choking, it's choking, it's smoking, it's all kinds of things on fire, that kind.

However, Shui Qing was still a little dazed, because no matter what, she had only been unconscious for an hour, and only her nose had regained her vigilance a little. When you smell smoke, your body reacts faster than your brain and automatically adjusts the rate of your breathing in an attempt to reduce the amount of smoke you inhale. Besides, she couldn't figure out if it was a dream or not. She was so tired that wouldn't it be stupid to force herself to wake up because she dreamed of a fire?

So, she didn't move. Smelling smoke, thinking about dreams, not moving, uh - playing dead?

pretended to be successful, and for a short time, he fell asleep again. But her nose woke up, and her usual vigilant sleeping method appeared again. Fifteen minutes after she had slept before, she opened her eyes, and it was extremely fast. Because, when you are asleep, you can't smell smoke, which means that it is not a dream.

She has been practicing martial arts for many years, and her eyesight is not ordinary, and she quickly adapted to the darkness. Through the dim light shining through the cracks in the curtains, I could see that there was blue smoke, and it swirled throughout the room.

As soon as she was excited, her mind moved, her limbs went from weak to sensitive, she lifted off the quilt and stood barefoot on the floor. The coolness of hitting the soles of the feet has been drilled into the heart, and the cells of the whole body have awakened. I underestimated the concentration of smoke, choked, coughed, and began to smoke tears. She hadn't experienced it, and she was not good. With such a big smoke, it is clear that the fire is not small.

Could it be that the grass alley opposite is on fire, and the smoke comes from across the river?

Wrong. Autumn is cool, and the Yongchun Pavilion itself is designed with small ventilation holes, so recently, the helpers have closed the windows of the corridor before going to bed to keep the room warm. Even if there is a fire outside, there will be smoke entering the yard, and it will not enter her room, right?

This fire is in the Yongchun Pavilion

Thinking of this, I didn't have time to put on my blue shoes, so I ran to the door and pulled them away.

In front of him, there was no fire, but the smoke was as thick as the morning mist, heavier than the one in the room. The window in the porch faces the patio garden. Probably because of the thick smoke, through the glass window, nothing could be seen clearly, only the light turned into the color of flames, and it was hazy.

Shui Qing covered her nose with one hand and pushed open the window with the other. Her idea was simple, let the fresh air outside come in and the smoke inside out.

But when she opened the window, she was surprised to find that the view of the patio garden was not clear, not because there was too much smoke in the house, but because the garden was also smoky. Not only that, but the garden lamp she thought was long and short in the smoke, flickering and flickering.

It seems that I slept too dazedly, what kind of flame color is it, it is a real flame at all

Shui Qing thought it was wrong first, after all, her eyes were smoky at the moment, and she couldn't open them at all, so she could only squint into slits. Constantly waving the smoke, she looked at it carefully a second time. The front was really on fire, and the tongues of fire were so high that they poked out of the roof.

How to get the fire, Shui Qing didn't have time to think. Her first reaction was to start screaming about the fire, and ran to the Rizhao Hall to get the phone and report the fire.

It's too early, and the work hasn't started yet. And in the back, there lived the grandfather, two helpers, herself, just four people. Isuke lives in two rooms on the other side of the kitchen. There was only grandpa upstairs.

Shui Qing thought that the back was okay for the time being, and ran to the front of the hall door, feeling a high temperature and heat wave on the right side of his face and hands at the same time. Looking inside, the fire was blazing, and the entire Sunshine Hall was burning, and it was about to spread into the corridor. She couldn't believe her eyes, and for a second wondered what was wrong. But what she immediately did was to deal with the crisis and ran to the room of the helpers. Passing by the kitchen, she caught a glimpse of the fire in the corner of her eye, and she didn't stop walking, and she didn't think about it anymore. At this time, the most important thing is human life.

The helpers ran out in a panic, looking like they were disturbed by dreams.

Shui Qing instructed in the shortest words: "If there is a fire, don't take anything, go out from the backyard immediately and call the fire department." ”

One of the family assistants hesitated to look at the room behind him, and there were probably some valuable items or savings.

"I will compensate you for all the losses, go quickly" It's time for human life to be at stake, and you still care about money?

The other helps, pulling the hesitant one and leaving.

Shui Qing then rushed upstairs, and she could feel that the fire could not be stopped. turned a corner, mentally prepared, but still wrinkled his already painful eyebrows. The wood at the staircase on the second floor was all burning, and the fire blocked the only way to inform grandpa.

What to do?

When there is no time to wait, there are many people who are anxious. Shui Qing thought of the water pipe in the patio that led to the second floor.

Return to the first floor. In such a short time, the fire really spread to the corridor, and the boiling temperature of the road just now made her skin and hair seem to be on fire, and her heart trembled.

In this way, she still has an idea. He pulled the thick curtain down, smashed open the floor-to-ceiling window, and quickly ran to the fountain in the middle of the patio, soaked the curtain cloth in water, and tied it to his body.

It is autumn now, the night is cool, and the water is also cold. But at this time, Shui Qing had just been roasted by the fire, so the water soaked through the pajamas, and he didn't feel cold. It's just that I had to climb the water pipe with a wet and heavy cloth, and I found it impossible.

Once again, it proves that rebirth is not a panacea, Shui Qing cursed in a low voice, stupid should not be at this time. She loosened the curtains, and with all the strength she had gained since the practice, she threw the cloth up the shallow edge of the second floor. I didn't get on it all, so I hung up. The climbing hose itself is effortless, and she has practiced it secretly a few times. But she hung on the water pipe on the second floor, and the moment she pushed the window open, a stream of heat rushed out, and the water pipe immediately scalded, almost not burning her off the ground.

Afterwards, she couldn't figure out how she survived at that time.

She struggled to climb onto the windowsill, scooped up the wet curtains, and draped them over her head. The flames on the second floor were rampant everywhere, and a large area had fallen, much more serious than on the first floor. If the curtain hadn't been prepared in advance, with Shui Qing's delicate body, it would have been scorched on the outside and scorched on the inside by the tongue of fire rolled up from all directions.

Good thing that grandpa's room was just across the street.

Shui Qing didn't dare to touch the doorknob that could burn off the skin, and kicked it with his foot. Because the fire was burning on both sides, it didn't take much effort for the door to open. There was no fire inside, but there was so much smoke that she almost choked.

"Grandpa, grandpa" Shui Qingxin suddenly raised. Because of the high fever, the old man has sleeping ingredients in the medicine, and his body is tired from being dragged by germs, so I am afraid that he will fall asleep and can't hear her scream at all. Otherwise, he should have discovered these anomalies a long time ago.

And what she is most worried about now is whether her grandfather will suffocate or pass out due to inhaling excessive cigarette particles.

She opened the balcony door, and a strong wind blew away a lot of smoke. rushed to the old man's bedside again, sniffed, unsteady but still breathing, which was relieved.

After pushing it a few times, the old man seemed to be unconscious and didn't wake up.

So far, she can only rely on herself to get the old man down. Not to mention that the stairs and corridors were full of fire, and it was impossible for her to climb down the water pipe with a person.

The balcony was facing the backyard, and when she opened the door just now, she saw that there was a fire below, but it had not yet burned into the yard. This can only be the only way for the two to escape.

The question is, how to go down?

Today's first update, make up for yesterday's.