Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 363: High fever

It’s burning, it’s really strange.

　　 It stands to reason that Zhao Gangyu’s physical strength should not have a fever.

　　 But Zhao Gangyu did have a fever, and since childhood, Zhao Gangyu often caught cold and fever.

　　 Zhao Gangyu doesn’t know why, and Zhao Gangyu’s Lao Tzu doesn’t know why. He invited many famous doctors and even some veteran Taoists and monks in the forests deep in the mountains to do this. Zhao Gangyu often caught colds and fevers. Can be resolved.

　　40 degrees.

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

　　Zhao Gangjun has been burnt in a daze.

　　"Go to the hospital!"

　　 Huang Lingling said pleadingly.

　　 Zhao Gangyu shook his head slightly.

　　 "Why would you refuse to go to the hospital!?"

　　 Huang Lingling anxiously said with confusion, "If you continue to burn like this, you will burn stupidly."

　　 "Don't."

　　Zhao Gangyu shook his head.

　　He doesn't like hospitals.

　　 I really don’t like it very much, especially when I am hospitalized.

　　Zhao Gangjun saw a lot of comrades in the Hunter School, and soon after they were sent to the hospital, they turned into cold bodies.

　　 Zhao Gangyu feels that the hospital is just a place of murder.

　　 Save people, kill people.

　　 In fact, there is no difference in essence.

　　 This is what Zhao Gangyu thinks.

　　 The rainy night appeared in Zhao Gangyu's mind, the first sentence she said to herself.

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

　　 At that time, Zhao Gangyu pretended to be forced to kill.

　　 Then she said again, "What is murder?"

　　 What did Zhao Gangjun answer at the time? Now that Zhao Gangjun was so confused and burned, he has forgotten it, but Zhao Gangjun still remembers that since that day, he has become a martial arts wizard, and everything will be done.

　　 As for what happened that night, Zhao Gangrong also forgot.

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

　　 seems to have a fever.

　　41 degrees.

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

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

　　 Guo Furong is out tonight, only Zhao Gangrong and Huang Lingling are at home.

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

　　 Although Zhao Gangyu was already confused at this time, he could vaguely hear Huang Lingling's words, and then stood for a while with some of his will.

　　 Then Huang Lingling quickly walked to Zhao Gangyu and put Zhao Gangyu on her back.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's hand was placed on Huang Lingling's shoulder, and the arm drooped naturally, pressing against Huang Lingling's chest.

　　 Huang Lingling blushed slightly, but did not pay attention to Zhao Gangyu's hands, but put her hands behind her back, lifted Zhao Gangyu's body up, and put Zhao Gangyu's whole person on her back.

　　Zhao Gangyu's body shook, as if he was afraid that he would fall off the side, Zhao Gangyu stupidly grabbed two things that he felt could control his balance.

　　 Huang Lingling's body trembled again, and looked down at her Shuangfeng that was grasped by Zhao Gangyu's hands. Huang Lingling gritted her teeth, did not speak, and did not care, but just walked out of the house with Zhao Gangyu on her back.

　　 boom.

　　 A thunderstorm.

　　 The whole building suddenly went dark.

　　 The power went out.

　　 There is a power outage, which means that the elevator is no longer available, and it also means that the lights on the stairs will not turn on.

　　 Looking around, it was completely dark.

　　 "It's so dark!"

　　 Huang Lingling trembled slightly. She is not very bold. Because of the shadows when she was a child, Huang Lingling was particularly afraid of this empty darkness. The whole stairwell was dark and heavy. The sound of walking seemed to be able to echo in the stairwell. .

　　hu!

　　 Huang Lingling exhaled a long breath, then put one hand on the railing of the stairs, little by little, slowly walking down.

　　 The stairs are very dark.

　　 Huang Lingling can only fumble step by step, and the person on her back is very heavy.

　　Zhao Gangyu is eighteen years old, weighing more than 100 catties, and he looks much stronger than his Laozi.

　　 ahem, ahem!

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

　　 "Ah!"

　　 Huang Lingling cried out in pain, and she was about to fall.

　　 Snap.

　　 there was a crisp sound.

　　 Huang Lingling clasped one hand tightly on the railing to prevent her body from falling down.

　　 "Ah!"

　　 was another exclaimed in a low voice, because when he suddenly tilted his body, Zhao Gangyu's hands contracted unconsciously. Those hands were very large, and they held Huang Lingling's chest tightly, and it even hurt. Huang Lingling.

　　"Steel 镚."

　　 Huang Lingling seems to want to relax Zhao Gangyu, but Zhao Gangyu is already burnt in a daze. Where can I hear Huang Lingling's words.

　　 Huang Lingling did not respond to Zhao Gangyu, did not speak any more, but raised her twisted foot, shook it, and stepped on the ground again.

　　 "Ouch."

　　 Huang Lingling frowned.

　　 The twisting feeling is very uncomfortable, and the pain can't be eliminated in a short while.

　　 Huang Lingling gritted her teeth and walked down with her legs trembling slightly, but Huang Lingling's face was already dripping with sweat.

　　The big sweat dripped down Huang Lingling's chin, dripped on Zhao Gangrong's hands and brain, and fell on the ground.

　　 It's dark and I can't see anything.

　　 The seven-story building is like the seven heavens.

　　 Huang Lingling took twenty minutes to get downstairs.

　　 Huang Lingling only wore a pair of shorts at home, with a T-shirt on her upper body~IndoMTL.com~ The storm blew, bringing chills.

　　 Huang Lingling wears sandals on her feet, and her left ankle has become red and swollen.

　　 strong wind, heavy rain.

　　 The car parked in the garage.

　　 Huang Lingling gritted her teeth and put Zhao Gangrong's body down, letting him sit on the stairs.

　　 Zhao Gangyu 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 burst of pain in my chest.

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

　　 The wind is very strong and the rain is very fast.

　　A small umbrella can't stop anything at all.

　　 Huang Lingling's body quickly got wet. When the wind blows, I feel colder.

　　 Huang Lingling got into the car in rough clothes, then started the car, drove the car to the stairway downstairs of her home, got off the car, picked up Zhao Gangyu, and sent it to the back of the car, and then returned by herself In the driver's seat, drove the little Alto to the hospital.

　　 Wow.

　　 A thunder 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.

　　 Then I can't see anything else.

　　 (Thanks to the VIP support of michaelc.. It's okay if you don't show up, you will run to the immortal, bunker.)