Now, Fang Jing seems to have passed out.

I can't wake up.

Qin Yue could only keep cooling down her body.

How to do it?

I can't get in touch with my uncle either.

Qin Yue stood silently beside the bed, slowly wiping Fang Jing's body over and over again.

The night passed slowly.

It was past four in the morning.

It was getting light outside.

Tired, Qin Yue took Fang Jing's temperature again, and was shocked to find that Fang Jing's armpit temperature had dropped to 39 degrees.

Great.

Qin Yue cheered excitedly.

It's finally starting to cool down.

She quickly made an ice patch and stuck it on Fang Jing's forehead, then turned around and ran to the dining area outside, and started making millet porridge for Fang Jing.

When Fang Jing wakes up, she must be very hungry.

Because in the past two days, she hardly ate much, only drank some water.

After half an hour.

Simple breakfast is done.

Qin Yue ran back to the bedroom again, and took Fang Jing's temperature again.

38 at 5 degrees.

Still falling.

This time I am completely relieved.

Qin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and after changing another ice sticker, she returned to the living room tiredly, and sat down on the sofa.

So tired.

Although tired, I feel very fulfilled.

It was the first time she felt like an adult caring for someone else.

I have also grown up.

Qin Yue is very proud.

She rested for a while and began to fiddle with her gun on the coffee table.

She has played with that little pistol for a long time.

The disassembly technique is very skilled.

Maybe she was born to play with guns.

After quickly dismantling all the parts, he quickly assembled them again, and then picked them up to practice aiming.

Sudden.

The general from the kennel jumped out, his eyes glaring fiercely, and with a low growl in his throat, he quickly ran to the balcony to look down.

Qin Yue froze for a moment.

Quickly ran to the balcony and looked down.

Yeah!

someone.

A man was sitting in a large bathtub, hooking a hook to the balcony on the seventh floor, trying to climb up.

Oops!

Qin Yue turned around and rushed to the bedroom, shaking Fang Jing's body desperately, calling her name, hoping to wake her up.

Unfortunately, Fang Jing never woke up.

How to do?

Qin Yue became a little anxious, and ran back to the balcony to look down. The man seemed to have climbed into the balcony on the seventh floor.

damn it!

Why are people here at this time?

As soon as Qin Yue turned around, she suddenly saw the gun on the coffee table, and immediately remembered what Chen Mu had said to her before leaving.

"If you meet that kind of person again, I want you to pick up a gun and kill them. Can you do it?"

Qin Yue blinked and murmured, "I can."

After speaking, she suddenly picked up the pistol from the table.

Then he opened the drawer, grabbed two magazines from inside, loaded one skillfully, and put the other in his pocket.

Then he took another bag of bread from the cabinet in the dining area.

call!

Now that Uncle is away, Aunt Fang has fallen ill again, so she can only face it by herself.

Qin Yue, you can do it.

Encouraging herself, Qin Yue turned and ran to the door.

As a result, the general also rushed over.

Qin Yue looked down at it: "General, do you want to face it with me? You don't want to be a child anymore, do you? You also want to protect Aunt Fang, right?"

"Ow."

The general looked even more formidable now.

Not at all like a puppy who was born less than a month old.

Qin Yue gritted her teeth, and said quickly, "Come down with me. But don't bite people casually, you only attack when I tell you to attack, you know?"

The general didn't know if he understood or not, and there was a low growl in his throat, which was the kind of manic sound.

So Qin Yue opened the door.

The general jumped out immediately.

Qin Yue followed closely behind.

……

On the seventh floor balcony.

A man lay exhausted on the ground, motionless.

He was exhausted and famished.

Now outside, there are looters everywhere in places that are not flooded, all of them are extremely vicious, and they either beat or kill people when they see them.

So he didn't dare to show his face.

After starving for two days, I decided to venture south of the city.

Most of the south of the city was flooded.

Before being flooded, these places were basically in a state of extreme heat and high temperature, so many people died at home.

Strictly speaking, these submerged places actually have more supplies.

Aside from the rotten food, there are always canned food in some homes or small convenience stores.

The doomsday natural disasters have reached today, and the outside climate is no longer a threat to people.

But there is a shortage of food.

Most of them are rotten and spoiled, and they are not edible at all.

Therefore, the man took the risk and went underwater to touch the food.

Unexpectedly, the underwater undercurrent was turbulent, and he couldn't hold on within 30 seconds after entering the water, and was almost swept away by the undercurrent and drowned.

Finally, relying on the big bath tub, he floated more than [-] meters on the water, and finally climbed onto the balcony of Jiangbei Hotel to escape the catastrophe.

Around here, only Jiangbei Hotel is still standing.

Most of the other buildings were submerged underwater.

There are not many who can show their heads.

The man lay on the ground panting for a long time, then got up tiredly, looked at the situation in the room, and found that there were sheets on the bed.

So he quickly took off all the clothes on his body, pulled off the bed sheet and wrapped it around his body.

Then remove the bed board.

Then cut the mattress with a knife, take out the stuffing inside, light it with a lighter, and light the bed board.

Soon, he started a pile of 473 fires.

Put the clothes on a chair and put them by the fire to bake.

After finishing all this, the man wandered around the room exhausted, seeing nothing, and finally returned to the fire pit helplessly.

Sudden.

There was a muffled animal roar from outside the room.

The man jumped up in fright and turned to look at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a bag of bread was thrown in from the outside and rolled down to his feet.

The man was taken aback.

What the fuck?

bread?

Is there someone outside?

Holding a sharp knife tightly in his hand, the man asked cautiously, "Who? Is there anyone?"

"The bread is for you, and you will leave when you have finished eating."

A clear and childish voice came out.

When the man heard it, his eyes lit up.

Is it a child?

And it was a little girl.

But I don't know if there are adults following.

The man tentatively asked again: "Can I ask, how many of you are there?"

"Don't worry about it, leave as soon as you finish eating."

The man smiled slowly.

Urging himself like this, it was obvious that the other party was afraid.

Maybe I'm going to get lucky.

No matter how many people are here, if you send a little girl to drive you away, does that mean you are more of a threat?

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

Slowly bent down to pick up the bread on the ground, staring at the door, quietly moved towards the door with his feet, and at the same time smiled slowly: "Thank you, little sister. I will leave after eating, don't worry." .

093 A Genius for Being a Special Police Officer

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