"You are really good at it, Liu Daxian. Why don't you do some performance art with me?"
Qingqing was lying on the bed, with a towel on her forehead and a thermometer under the creak.
Ordinarily I shouldn't say anything more when she has a fever, but I can't stand it anymore: "You said you have a fever, yet you dare to lead me to lie down in the snow? You even took off your clothes and danced, why don't you just bare your buttocks?"
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"Then haven't I ever had a fever? I haven't been sick since I was a child."
She felt aggrieved, and to be honest I was a little puzzled, so I asked her, "Didn't you say you're not afraid of the cold?"
"Isn't that true? After receiving a slap the day before yesterday, my injuries haven't healed yet, and I can't use any spiritual energy. Who knew I could catch a cold in such a short time?"
She took out the thermometer: "What do you think of this thing?"
I took it and took a look, then squinted my eyes and told her: "It's good, thirty-eight degrees six, you can embrace the warm tenderness of this oasis."
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She glared at me, and I pretended not to notice. I put away the thermometer and asked her, "What's the matter? Didn't Sister Lin heal your injury?"
"Well, she was no longer able to help me heal my injuries at that time. I thought I was going to send my dad back to my hometown so that I could heal my injuries at the same time, so I didn't tell you about it."
She reached out and touched the towel on her head, and sighed: "What should we do now? Take some medicine?"
I shook my head: "It's useless to take medicine. Taking medicine for a cold only suppresses your own immunity. It's good to take it for seven days, but it's good to not take it for a week. It's useless."
She was a little anxious: "What should my dad do?"
"Now do you know to ask your dad?"
I rolled my eyes: "If you take off your clothes and go for a run, or dance outside, maybe you can cure this cold by fighting poison with poison."
She was a little unhappy because of my weirdness, and she said to me angrily: "Then I just want to make you happy, don't I?"
I said yes, you did it to make me happy. Now, I am quite happy. Uncle Liu will have to stay in bed for an extra week.
"No, no, we can't wait that long, we have to leave quickly, otherwise my dad will scold me to death if he finds out about this."
As she said that, Qingqing sat up and pretended to put on slippers, but before she could stand up, her legs softened and she sat back down.
"Please, aunt, please calm down."
I walked over and helped her: "Didn't you brag last night, saying that your dad won't die in a while? It doesn't matter if you let him lie down for a while? Why are you so anxious now? Just take care of yourself first.
With your current body and bones, nothing will happen to your father and you will be dead by then."
"No, Gu Yan, I'm not joking with you, I really can't do that."
Qingqing's eyes were a little panicked: "Even though he is protected by the power of the ancestral spirit, he is not in any danger of life, but that power will slowly dissipate within seven days.
It's been two days now, and I'm injured again and have no magic power. If we can't get back home within five days, then the demonic energy will attack my heart, and we'll be in real trouble!"
"Fuck!"
I was a little panicked when she said this and asked her, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
She put on a tearless expression: "Then I didn't expect that I would get sick!"
"Okay, you can really do it."
I was completely speechless: "Well, tell me your home address. If it doesn't work, I can go there myself. Liu Qingqing, Liu Qingqing, you are such a filial daughter."
She looked at me with some embarrassment: "No, my family is in Xing'anling, you can't get through!"
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I even feel a little sorry for Liu Changsheng, his daughter is somewhat troublesome.
As Qingqing said, this was her first time getting sick, so her symptoms were much more severe than other colds. Besides, she had some internal injuries, so she was not being hypocritical about being unable to get out of bed.
But I can't help it. I can't just watch Liu Changsheng die, right?
I was forced to have no choice but to stop the matter. I sat on the sofa and thought about it, and finally decided to call Uncle Yang first.
Because Sister Lin said that he can find a way to help me solve any problem in real life, and with his ability, it shouldn't be too difficult to go abroad, right?
Uncle Yang answered the call very quickly, still smiling: "Have a great New Year, Xiao Gu."
I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so I said a few perfunctory words of Happy New Year, and then tentatively asked him: "Uncle Yang, has Sister Lin told you everything about me?"
"Say? Haha, actually there is nothing to say. I have known the relationship between you and Mr. Jiang for a long time. I also tried my best to lure you to rent the house you live in now."
He was very calm: "Let's put it this way, I am also aware of some strange things about Mr. Jiang, so you don't have to be on guard against me. If you need anything, just say it."
Then he said so, and I knew it in my mind, so I cleared my throat and asked him without hiding it: "Uncle Yang... I did encounter some trouble, so I wanted to ask you... Do you know how to sneak across?"
"Smuggling?!"
He was stunned for five seconds, and then lowered his voice: "Um... Xiao Gu, did you kill someone?"
I said no.
He asked again: "Then what did you do?"
I said no.
"Then what are you doing smuggling? If you want to go wherever you want, don't you just apply for a visa and fly there?"
I knew he might have misunderstood, so I laughed twice awkwardly: "No, Uncle Yang, if you insist on asking me why I want to cross the border illegally, then I can only tell you that I want to take someone with me."
"Human trafficking?"
He seemed to be even more confused. He hesitated for a long time before asking me: "Aren't you looking for money? I'll just give it to you. Or do you want to bring it back from outside? How old is that woman?" ?Does it look good? You can’t afford to go to such trouble for this thing, you can just spend some money!”
I was also a little speechless: "It's not Uncle Yang, I don't want to be a human trafficker, and that person is not a woman, in fact, he is an old man."
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It took me half an hour to explain to Uncle Yang that there was no problem with my sexual orientation. It was just that Liu Changsheng had been in a coma, and it was not certain whether he had an ID card. I really couldn't take him there in the normal way. Go to the outer Xing'an Mountains.
Uncle Yang was quite straightforward. After explaining clearly, he asked me to wait. He would drive over now and would be there in about ten minutes. He asked me to open the door for him then, and I said yes.
But as soon as I hung up the phone, Wang Yao, who had been standing next to me, asked me: "Are you going to the other side of the river?"
I'm right.
Then Wang Yao asked me with that expectant expression: "Can you bring me some chocolate over there?"