Qiao Lingxiang jumped up on the phone in the person who was taking a photo at Cen Yi and snatched it. She grabbed the person's hand and absorbed the other person's fat wildly, shouting:

"Stop making trouble, go back, stop making trouble, don't gather, you will get infected, and you will disperse!"

"Blow them, beat them!"

I don’t know who shouted the first sentence in the crowd, and everyone pointed their finger at Cen Yi and Qiao Lingxiang.

They were like two drops of water, falling into a oil pan. The anger of the people on the first floor exploded suddenly, and countless fists hit Cen Yi and Qiao Lingxiang. Cen Yi hugged Qiao Lingxiang, and fought with him to protect Qiao Lingxiang and pushed her to the second floor.

He is a supernatural being, and now he is giving in to this group of people.

But others didn't know that he was giving in to them, and just vented his anger on Cen Yi and Qiao Lingxiang.

When the garrison on the blockade line outside the gate saw that he was bullied. Although Cen Yi was a new garrison, he was still wearing the skin of garrison. The wolf cubs are a vulnerable group of wolves and should be protected by the entire wolf pack. If the wolf cubs are beaten, the wolf pack can't stand it.

There was a garrison shouting,

"Cover your face!"

The garrison uniformly shook out the black facial scarf, covered her face quickly, and rushed up skillfully.

The garrison started a melee with the civilians. One garrison grabbed a civilian, punched two or three times, and threw it away!

Cen Yi was chased by several people, and he protected Qiao Lingxiang all the way upstairs, blocking the civilians downstairs upstairs to chase Qiao Lingxiang.

Just as Qiao Lingxiang was still behind Cen Yi, she pulled this and that, and there was no intention of running upstairs first.

She was still shouting like a Virgin,

"Don't beat it anymore, please don't beat it anymore, don't make trouble anymore, don't gather the crowd, please."

Then, her protective clothing was like this, and gradually she could not hold on to the flesh and fat on her body.

If you want to understand that the environment is too chaotic and the protective clothing on her body was torn by the chaotic crowd, then this can be understood in this way.

"Smack!"

Three consecutive gunfires made the first floor hall, which had been beaten into a pot of congee, quieted instantly.

Cen Yi was blocking Qiao Lingxiang's hand, and Qiao Lingxiang was still holding someone's hand. After sucking thirteen or fourteen pounds of fat, she excited the person who was not fat, so she sucked it away a lot. She couldn't stand this light weight for a while, and she felt her knees soft and she knelt on the steps.

Qiao Lingxiang immediately let go.

Everyone looked in the direction where the gunshots were heard.

Zhu Ren, who ran to the fourth floor at some point, heard the commotion and went downstairs. He stood behind Qiao Lingxiang, holding a gun in his hand, with a gun facing the sky, looking at the first floor hall with cold eyes, and shouted:

"Whoever dares to make trouble will be killed directly, don't ask me! Get a gun for me!"

On the first floor, the guard who was originally just using his fists to beat people up, under Zhu Ren's order, they all took out the spear on their backs, held it up, and pointed the gun at the forehead of the people in front of them.

"Kara" sounded neatly, and the safety bolts of all the guns in the garrison's hands were opened.

The people on the first floor were silent. To be honest, when faced with power, they were not enough to see them.

"go back!"

There was a garrison team leader who ordered to look at the person in the scope:

"Which ward is my own? Go back directly, one step later, kill!"

No one moved, so the garrison team leader stepped forward, pointed the gun at the man's forehead, and pushed him forward.

Men can only retreat. If the first one retreats, there will naturally be a second and third one. Finally, the people gathered in the lobby on the first floor slowly flowing back to their own ward like a tide.

These are all people who were injured but did not have a fever in the first floor ward.

"Cen Yi, come here for me!"

Zhu Ren, who stood behind Cen Yi and Qiao Lingxiang, called Cen Yi upstairs with a stern voice.

When Qiao Lingxiang saw it, she hurriedly followed Cen Yi and went upstairs. Zhu Ren turned around and pointed at Qiao Lingxiang to scold her, but was stunned. Why did he think Qiao Lingxiang has become so fat?

I must have worn seventeen or eighteen pieces of protective clothing before I became so fat.

I remembered the incident when Qiao Lingxiang beat him up before, and thought that it would be better not to mess with this girl.

Zhu Ren calmed down and said:

"Qiao Lingxiang, you stay here and go whatever you should do. I won't eat Cen Yi."

Qiao Lingxiang, who was so fat that she was outrageous, could only look at Cen Yi and ask him what to do.

Cen Yi said:

"It's okay, he really won't eat me. Don't worry, go to Uncle Zhao's place."

After saying that, Cen Yi followed Zhu Ren to the fourth floor.

Nowadays, the elevators are trying to leave as much as possible for medical staff who are busy saving people. What should they do when the station is doing? Try not to take the elevator or seize the life passage with the medical staff.

Seeing Cen Yi following Zhu Ren upstairs, Qiao Lingxiang stood there a little worried about Cen Yi, but now they both became garrisons and couldn't do many things casually, so they could only turn around and see the three little ones placed in Zhao Dalong's house.

Just now, she took advantage of the chaos and crowdfunded more than 100 kilograms of fat, which should be enough to save the three little ones for the time being.

She saw that the wounded people on the first floor were all energetic and capable of challenging the garrison. If she was not strong enough in a while, she would go to the crowdfunding point on the first floor.

When she returned to the ward, the three children were indeed depressed. They were like three dehydrated little sunflowers, with their little faces shriveled and their eyes dark. They lay on Zhao Dalong's bed, and they didn't even have the strength to cry.

Zhao Dalong felt distressed when he saw that he simply gave up his bed and slept for his three children. He waited aside and brought cold water towels to his three children to physically cool down.

Nowadays, medical staff are busy, and everyone is so busy that they don’t have time to ask the doctor to come and give the child a fever injection.

The doctor is also busy.

Seeing Qiao Lingxiang rushing into the door with a big figure, Zhao Dalong was stunned. He always thought that Qiao Lingxiang had gained weight again and had gained a lot of weight?

Or did she change into a small protective suit?

"how's it going?"

Qiao Lingxiang lay on the guardrail beside the bed, looking at the three children lying on the bed, two small ones and the other larger ones, one sleeping one by one.

Zhao Dalong said:

"I just helped them take their temperature, one is 41 degrees and two is 40 degrees."

"It's all repeated high fevers."

Qiao Lingxiang sighed, reached out and held one of the children's hands, instilling energy into the child's body.

It seems that no matter how many generations of viruses you are infected with, you will go through a process of recurring high fever. Zhao Dalong was the same at the beginning.

I heard a nurse shouting outside the ward.

"People come and help me, another one has become a zombie."
Chapter completed!