More than half an hour passed, and it was already past twelve o'clock. The white sun hung in the sky, the few plants on the sandbank had withered, and the sand under my feet had a tendency to burn my feet.
Zhou Binglin could no longer remember how much water he drank. Although he felt uncomfortable with thirst, his stomach could no longer hold any more water.
Not only him, but everyone present felt that they were almost cooked, and they were just a handful of cumin away from the mutton skewers.
"No way!" Zhou Binglin collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily, "Wei Haibo, what's going on? Is that bastard Li Feng coming? If he doesn't come, don't wait any longer!"
Although Wei Haibo could still stand, he still felt dizzy, "Mr. Zhou..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Binglin's cell phone rang. It was a call from his wife. He pressed the answer button and immediately heard crying coming from inside.
"Zhou Binglin, come back quickly, Youxiang is dying! He's dying!"
Zhou Binglin was shocked, "What did you say? What happened to Youxiang?"
"Youxiang is dying."
"What?" Zhou Binglin stood up with a sound. Because he stood too fast, his brain was ischemic, and his eyes went black for a while, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
"Dad!" Zhou Youfei hurried over and shouted, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Haitao also ran over, pinching Renzhong and pressing his temples, finally waking up Zhou Binglin. He opened his eyes with difficulty, "Mobile phone, Youfei, give me your phone quickly."
"Dad, what happened?" Zhou Youfei asked anxiously.
"Youxiang is critically ill!" Zhou Binglin tremblingly called his wife back. As soon as the call was connected, he heard a curse, "Zhou Binglin, you don't care about your son, you damn..."
"Shut up, I'll be there right away. Where is Youxiang?"
"In the hospital, the First People's Hospital!"
"knew!"
Zhou Binglin sat up and said, "You Fei, follow me to the First People's Hospital. Something happened to You Xiang."
Zhou Youfei didn't want to bask in the sun here, so he immediately contacted the ship and left with Zhou Binglin. The "witnesses" invited by Wei Haitao also found an excuse to follow the ship.
After they left, only master and apprentice Wei Haibo were left. Lu Sanfa looked at Wei Haibo and asked, "Master, will Li Feng come?"
Wei Haibo snorted coldly, "That kid will definitely come after accepting the letter of challenge. He doesn't dare to break the rules of the world and wait any longer. This bastard must have used a trick to make you consume your energy under the scorching sun. If you are hot
, just lie down in the grass over there for a while, it can be considered a shade."
Lu Sanfa shook his head, "The ground is too hot, I might as well stand."
Wang Sishi opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, but still said nothing.
…
Although Zhou Binglin was dizzy from being exposed to the sun, he was worried about Zhou Youxiang's condition and rushed to the hospital without stopping.
To Zhou Binglin's relief, Zhou Youxiang was out of danger. After seeing Du Bailian, he immediately asked, "What's going on?"
"It was all caused by that miracle doctor! After taking the medicine today, Youxiang's face became even more swollen! And he couldn't bear the pain. Then Youxiang couldn't breathe and almost died. Fortunately, it was delivered in time.
Otherwise...otherwise...wuwuwuwu..."
Zhou Binglin's eyes were a little dark after hearing this. Couldn't even the disciples of Divine Doctor Meng cure him? He probably couldn't ask anything from Du Bailian, so he found the doctor and asked, "Doctor, why is my son in danger?"
The doctor's expression was a little strange, as if he wanted to laugh, and he held it back for a moment before saying: "His face was swollen too much, and his mouth and nose were blocked, causing suffocation, but he is fine now."
“My son’s face is swollen?”
"That's not true..." The doctor finally couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "I just put two tubes in his nose to allow him to ventilate."
"What about his face?"
"This... we suspect that he was infected by a tick bite, and we are..."
Doctor Balabala said the same thing as last time. Although Zhou Binglin was still dizzy, he still understood. Anyway, the hospital couldn't do anything now. He didn't know why Zhou Youxiang was swollen.
Listening to the doctor's eloquent spouting of professional terms one after another, Zhou Binglin's eyes darkened and he fell straight back.
Zhou Youfei on the side quickly supported him and shouted: "Stop talking, save my dad!"
The process of treating Zhou Binglin was quite smooth. The doctor only took a few glances and diagnosed Zhou Binglin with heat stroke.
After working for a while, Zhou Binglin finally woke up. Zhou Youfei and Du Bailian were standing in front of his bed, and Wu Quanliang also rushed over. Wu Quanliang checked Zhou Youxiang again before, and he finally admitted that Zhou Youxiang's face was not something he could cure.
Yes.
Zhou Binglin opened his eyes and asked: "Doctor Wu...Why is Youxiang's face so serious?"
Wu Quanliang showed an embarrassed expression, "This... Your Majesty's face... is a bit... complicated."
"Complicated? What do you mean?" Zhou Binglin said in a deep voice.
"In general, except for the practitioners of poison arts, no one else knows the ratio of poisons, so the treatment may...may be biased."
"Then you also prescribed medicine for Youxiang?"
"I...well, I'm just prescribing the right medicine!" Wu Quanliang was even more embarrassed, "But...but there are some insidious aspects of Poison Gong that I may not have noticed yet."
"How can we cure it?" Zhou Binglin wanted to sit up anxiously, but his body was still weak and he couldn't get up even after trying twice.
Wu Quanliang was silent for a moment and said: "To untie the bell, you have to tie the bell... You still have to hurt the master to detoxify. But... my master can definitely detoxify. He will be back in a month!"
"What? A month? How could Youxiang wait so long?" Zhou Binglin stared at Zhou Youfei, "Call Wei Haitao and ask him if he has caught Li Feng? If you do, bring him here immediately.
Come!"
Zhou Youfei quickly dialed Wei Haitao's number. The phone rang for a while before the call came through. Wei Haitao's listless voice came from the phone, "Hello, Mr. Zhou? Are you okay?"
"Wu Quanliang can't cure my brother's face. He needs Li Feng to come. Have you caught him? Bring him here quickly!"
"Li Feng...that bastard Li Feng hasn't arrived yet."
"Not here yet? Then you call and ask him to come to the People's Hospital immediately?"
"We can't get through, he must have blocked us!"
"Ah?" Zhou Youfei was speechless for a while and looked at the time. It was almost two o'clock now. If that guy Li Feng hadn't arrived yet, there was a high probability of letting him go. After a few words, he hung up the phone.
I dialed Li Feng's number.
At this time, Li Feng had eaten and drank enough and was on his way to the Clear Water Bay Hotel. Cheng Qiqi was still driving. Ouyang Xiaona finally got her wish and pulled Li Feng into the back seat. The two were having a good time.
While chatting, Li Feng's cell phone rang.
After pressing the answer button, Zhou Youfei's voice came from the phone, "Hello, Li Feng? I'm Zhou Youfei, Zhou Youxiang's brother..."