At this time, Qiao Lingxiang had already brought her three children to Zhao Dalong's ward.

Zhao Dalong was holding a piece of paper and a pen to sort out the clues of the entire virus outbreak. Because of his current physical condition, he couldn't help but feel idle, so he just put some things on his own and spent the time.

When Zhao Dalong saw Qiao Lingxiang coming in with her three children, he was shocked and asked:

"Where did these three children come from?"

"I was sent in with the garrison card, and no one cared about them, so I brought it over."

Qiao Lingxiang carried all three children to the edge of Zhao Dalong's bed and sat down, saying:

"Uncle Zhao, look at them and I'll take their temperature."

As he said that, Qiao Lingxiang found a mercury axillary thermometer equipped on the head of Zhao Dalong's bed and took the temperature of the three crying children one by one.

Seeing this, Zhao Dalong brought one to coax him. After Qiao Lingxiang took her temperature one by one, he asked Qiao Lingxiang who was looking at the thermometer.

"how's it going?"

“It’s all high fever.”

Qiao Lingxiang frowned and looked at the three little guys sitting on Zhao Dalong's bed crying. She didn't know what to do, so she could only nod her head and murmured:

"One dozens of kilograms, three, two or three hundred kilograms..."

"What?"

Zhao Dalong didn't understand, looked up at Qiao Lingxiang and asked again:

"Can you save me? Save me like you save me."

Qiao Lingxiang did not answer Zhao Dalong, and just put her hips on her hips and walked around the ward. She still weighed more than 200 kilograms. This mutant virus is really exaggerated. To support a person, if you fight this mutant virus, a person will have to spend at least dozens of kilograms of fat per person.

Moreover, Zhao Dalong is only the third generation infected person. Qiao Lingxiang doesn’t know which generation of infected person these three children are, nor does she know whether her fat consumption will also increase as the algebra increases.

She really can't save the three children.

Then... Qiao Lingxiang bit her lip and thought, why don't she go out and find someone she hates and is particularly bad and absorb that person like Boge!

For example, Zhu Ren, who she hates very much, beats Cen Yi, and Qiao Lingxiang hates him very much.

Thinking of this, Qiao Lingxiang, who was obviously thinking about taking human life, but was so terrifying that she had no murderous aura, stood there and said to Zhao Dalong:

"Uncle Zhao, there are some people, I mean very bad people. Can I let him disappear in this world? It means similar, kill one person and save many people like this."

I don’t know what Qiao Lingxiang asked about this, Zhao Dalong slowly raised his head, holding a little girl who had gradually stopped crying in his arms. He looked at her with his eyes straight, frowned, and asked:

"What is bad?"

Qiao Lingxiang tilted her head, thought for a while, and said:

"Those who bully me and those who bully Cen Yi Ge are very bad."

"Have Cen Yi bullied you before?"

"No, how could Brother Cen Yi bully me?"

"Have Cen Yi bullied others?"

Zhao Dalong looked at Qiao Lingxiang, and a stern light shone in his eyes.

Qiao Lingxiang thought about it, she shook her head slowly.

"No, Brother Cen Yi has never bullied someone weaker than him."

"But as parents, every time we go to a parent-teacher meeting, we can hear teachers criticize Cen Yi, Zhao Long, Ajiu and Lu Zhengqing, saying that they bully classmates in school and rob other people's energy coupons."

Zhao Dalong saw that all the three children on the bed stopped crying. He raised the guardrail on the hospital bed, afraid that the three children would fall down, so he stood by the bed and looked at the child, and said to Qiao Lingxiang:

"What you say is that if others bully you, you say that others are bad people. Then, those who have been bullied by Cen Yi naturally think that Cen Yi is a bad person. How should we judge bad people and good people? Do you have the final say, or do they have the final say? Everyone has their own judgment criteria. You can't say that others bully you, it's a bad person. In this world, you don't have the final say, and no one has the final say."

Qiao Lingxiang, who was standing in front of Zhao Dalong, asked in confusion:

"Who has the final say?"

"The rules have the final say."

Zhao Dalong sat upright, and a ray of winter snow sun outside the window fell on his straight eyebrows. He looked at Qiao Lingxiang and said word by word:

"Rules are made, killing people pays for their lives, and those who harm others are evil, so the rules say that this is a bad person. Only when he is let die can he die."

After a pause, Zhao Dalong said again:

"Security check is not a rule, and security check cannot determine who can die or who cannot die. Security check is just the enforcer of the rules. Those who violate the rules will be sentenced to jail at the worst and will be killed without mercy. If you want to die, you don't know how to judge, just use the rules to judge."

After hearing this, Qiao Lingxiang suddenly realized, and she nodded quickly.

"I understand. Uncle Zhao, you are so strong. So... can you lend me 10 kilograms of meat? I need 300 kilograms of meat. It's not enough for you to lend me 10 kilograms. I'll go to crowdfund some of the rest."

Because Qiao Lingxiang's energy is fat on her body, but on others, it is the value of other people's blood bars, blue bars and physical strength bars. She cannot recharge other people's fat.

Although Zhao Dalong was seriously ill, he was tall and big, and his overall base was there. His muscles were trained over the years and were eaten. They would not become skinny because of the sudden virus infection.

Moreover, in the process of fighting against the virus, he always had the energy blessing of Qiao Lingxiang. Even when he was hungry, he could get Qiao Lingxiang's physical strength to replenish.

Therefore, in this serious danger zone, Zhao Dalong, who had eaten well and slept well, accidentally gained some weight.

"What, what?"

After hearing Qiao Lingxiang's words, Zhao Dalong was a little confused for a moment. He thought this child was stupid? As a result, Qiao Lingxiang grabbed him with one hand.

She said:

"Then I will treat you assent, Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Dalong said "Yeah" in a daze, just about to ask Qiao Lingxiang what she was going to do.

I just felt a strange feeling on my body, as if my body had lightened, and my belly, which had become a little fat, gradually faded away, and I felt that it was his illusion. When he wanted to think about this feeling that even his soul was lighter, he felt that it was just snowing without trace and disappeared quietly.

Qiao Lingxiang quickly let go of Zhao Dalong's hand, and then touched the three children who had blushed each other. The three children who were originally a little drooping and jumped around Zhao Dalong's bed.

She said straight:

"I'll go find some food for the three of them, and by the way, I'll find a few people to crowdfund me some meat."
Chapter completed!