I have a through door

Three days passed by in a blink of an eye. Late at night, I watched the cooling time of the portal in my mind disappear, and the gray color returned to light.

Qin Feng, who had already experienced it, was not nervous at all. He first set the coordinates in his bedroom.

Then he summoned the portal with his mind, then picked up the medicine and a large piece of pork and walked towards the portal.

With a flash of white light, Qin Feng instantly appeared in his bedroom in the doomsday world.

Fortunately, the curtains in the bedroom were always closed, otherwise the dazzling white light would have attracted the attention of anyone who was interested.

After working until late at night, Qin Feng felt very tired, so he threw his things on the ground and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

"Jingle Bell..."

As the alarm clock rang, Qin Feng woke up and took out his mobile phone to check the time. It was already 7 o'clock in the morning. After getting dressed, Qin Feng opened the door and walked to the living room.

Seeing no one around, Qin Feng couldn't help but frown, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the father and daughter ran away with the potatoes?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng walked quickly towards the kitchen, opened the kitchen locker, and saw a few potatoes intact inside. Qin Feng couldn't help but be a little confused.

I didn't get anything to eat. Could it be that there was an accident?

But when he opened Song Yaru's bedroom door, he realized that he had gone wrong.

Song Yaru was lying on the bed with a pale face, while Father Song was lying on the bedside, fast asleep. When they heard the movement, the two of them woke up suddenly.

Seeing Qin Feng's return, Song Yaru's gloomy eyes showed a glimmer of light. She wanted to speak, but couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this, Qin Feng walked forward quickly and put his hand on Song Yaru's forehead and touched it.

With that scalding temperature, you didn't have to guess that it was definitely a cold.

To modern people, catching wind and cold may not be a serious illness, but in ancient times when medical conditions were underdeveloped, it would definitely be a life-threatening illness.

The apocalyptic world is even worse than the ancient world. After all, there were still Chinese medicines available in ancient times.

But in the last days, you can only hold on. If you get through it, get over it. If you can't get through it, then it will be over.

"Why did you suddenly catch a cold?" Qin Feng asked with a frown.

Father Song said with tears streaming down his face: "It's all my fault. The day before yesterday, I suddenly remembered that I forgot something in the tent.

Xiaoru went to find it for me without saying anything. It happened to rain heavily on the way back, and she was soaked when she came back.

As a result, I started to have a high fever at night. I, I, oh, I really deserve to die. "

Because nutrition cannot keep up, the physical fitness of the people at the bottom of the apocalypse is really worrying. Getting caught in the rain is a fatal event.

"Then you never thought about going out to find some medicine for her? Just let her lie in bed and wait to die?" Qin Feng said angrily.

"Qin, Qin Feng, cough cough, don't blame my dad, it's none of his business, it's mine.

Ahem, I didn't pay attention. Except for those big shots in the base, where can people like us get medicine? It's my life.

Ahem. . Qin Feng, I will leave here before I die and will not dirty your room. "

As soon as Song Yaru finished speaking, she saw Qin Feng glare at her fiercely, then turned around and walked out.

Seeing Qin Feng's attitude, Song Yaru suddenly felt like a knife was twisting her heart. She didn't dare to ask Qin Feng to save her. She just wanted to hear a few heart-warming words before she died, but this had become a luxury.

Just when she was heartbroken, Qin Feng walked in again, holding a teacup in his right hand.

"If you fail to succeed, you will fail. Get out of the way." Qin Feng glared at Father Song and told him to step aside.

Then he turned to Song Yaru and said in a deep voice: "Open your mouth."

Although Qin Feng seemed to avoid strangers, Song Yaru could still feel Qin Feng's concern for her.

Even though she didn't want to drink water, she still opened her mouth obediently when Qin Feng brought it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Qin Feng suddenly stretched out his left hand, stuffed a capsule into Song Yaru's mouth, then handed the teacup to Song Yaru's mouth and said: "Drink water, swallow it."

This sudden scene made Song Yaru lose her reaction instantly. The only thought in her mind was that what Qin Feng fed her just now was medicine.

"Why are you dazing? Drink water and swallow the medicine. Why, I have to feed you mouth to mouth."

Hearing Qin Feng's impatient voice, Song Yaru came back to her senses. Regardless of the presence of her old father, she nodded heavily and said softly: "Then you feed me mouth to mouth."

Qin Feng couldn't do that kind of thing even if he was an animal. After all, his father was still there, so he rolled his eyes and said, "Hurry up, drink water to wash down the medicine."

Song Yaru smiled sweetly, took a sip of water, swallowed the medicine and said, "Qin Feng, what kind of medicine did you give me?"

"Poison" After saying this, Qin Feng turned around and walked out while holding the tea cup.

"You are not willing to poison me to death." Song Yaru said softly. From the moment Qin Feng gave her the medicine, Song Yaru's mood had changed.

With the irrigation of love, the desire to survive instantly became stronger several times.

Perhaps because of taking medicine, Song Yaru fell asleep after a while.

When she woke up, she saw Father Song sitting on her bedside with an excited expression.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? What made you so excited?"

"Xiaoru, your fever is gone, your fever is gone, God bless you, God bless you." Father Song said piously with his hands clasped together.

"What does it have to do with God? Qin Feng's medicine obviously worked. If you want to thank him, shouldn't you thank Qin Feng?"

After hearing what Father Song said, Song Yaru immediately felt that her head ached no longer and she felt stronger.

She really didn't expect the medicine to be so effective. One pill brought her back from the brink of death.

In fact, what she didn't know was that the medicine was effective only on one hand. More importantly, because of the arrival of the end of the world, she had not taken medicine for several years.

Because of this, the body has less drug resistance and will not reject the drug, so the effect can be so significant.

"You girl, you're not married yet, and your elbows are turned outward." Father Song said angrily.

While the father and daughter were chatting, Qin Feng suddenly came in with a bowl, and wisps of smoke drifted into the bedroom along the mouth of the bowl.

"Meat, Qin Feng, where did you get the meat?" Song Yaru looked at the pieces of meat in the bowl and said with a look of shock.

"Don't worry, eat it. It's not human flesh. You are weak. Eat some meat to replenish your health. Come on, open your mouth and take a sip of soup to moisten your throat." After that, Qin Feng scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to Song Yaru's mouth.

At this time, Song Yaru could no longer control the excitement in her heart, and tears fell on her face like a kite with a broken string.