mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 338 Colored Air
Zhao Guoan should be a model of impulsive people. Once impulsive, he doesn't care about anything. Still the same.

It's not that you will never repent, but that you can't change if you want to change!
It was the same when he rushed to save Hao Zhenyu's family on the highway before, and it was the same when he was about to rush into the house to beat Shao Wenxing just now.

At this time, Xiao Feng said as if he had realized something: "Old Zhao, I finally understand why you are so afraid of the Patriarch."

Just kidding, if it were anyone who was beaten for one thing when he was a child, he would probably have a psychological shadow.

Zhao Guoan didn't pick up the words, but said to himself: "Deception of teachers and ancestors, whether it is Chinese medicine or other professions, is one of the most intolerable behaviors. I was the most angry just now, not because of scales and tigers. , but because of that painting."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to a half-open picture scroll on the ground.

Fujiwara Jingming, who was closest to the painting, reached out and took the painting from the large wardrobe that fell on the ground, and then unfolded it for everyone to see.

In fact, the painting wasn't originally there, but it was found later and put on the large wardrobe after digging it out from the sundries.

The picture scroll unfolded, and I saw an old man riding a tiger sitting on the tiger's back, touching the tiger's neck with one hand, and holding a wooden stick in the other, with a gourd tied with a red string hanging from the top of the stick.

"Is this the "hanging gourd" to help the world?" The little girl asked, pointing to the gourd on the painting.

Xiao Feng shook his head, denying the little girl's intention of looking at the picture, but anyway, after Zhao Guoan's story about the tiger brace, who is the old man with a fairy-tale character on the picture is naturally ready to be revealed.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in, and the picture scroll, which was already drenched by the wind and rain, seemed to be about to be broken.

Zhao Guoan hurried forward to put away the scroll to prevent the portrait from being destroyed.

"People who are not in awe are often very scary. Medicine is sometimes a double-edged sword. It can be used to save people, but it can also be used to kill people, and the killing will not see blood." Xiao Feng looked at Su Yu Zhuo, give her psychological preparation in advance.

"I understand." Su Yuzhuo nodded: "Shao Wenxing even dared to lose the portrait of his ancestor, which is enough to show that he has no sense of awe."

At this time, Zhao Guoan interjected: "It's not yet the time to be pessimistic. When I came out of the hospital that day, Lao Xiao begged me to seek help from my colleagues in this field. I have already sent your situation, and I believe there will be results soon.

I think we'd better cut through the mess quickly, if we can't count on this Shao Wenxing, then leave immediately. "

"Xiao Feng, please?" Su Yuzhuo's eyes lit up.

"Yes, Lao Xiao said a lot of good things to me when he begged me. To tell you the truth, although I haven't known Lao Xiao for a long time, I can tell that he is not the kind of character who easily asks for help." Zhao Guoan began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

Su Yuzhuo's eyes were delighted, and he bit his pink lips lightly with his white teeth, sneaking a glance at Xiao Feng from time to time, like he was shy when he peeked at a boy he liked when he was a student.

Xiao Feng was already dumbfounded: "???"

When did I beg him?

Zhao Guoan, on the other hand, had a big heart, and finally took his revenge.

Xiao Feng has always kept a respectful distance from Su Yuzhuo in terms of feelings, Zhao Guoan knows this, and Su Yuzhuo's attitude towards Xiao Feng can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

So, in Zhao Guoan's mind, you, Xiao Feng, don't want to get together with Su Yuzhuo, I just want to get you two together, why do you always find ways to disgust me!
"Brother Xiao Feng..." The little girl's eyes changed, and she squinted at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng wanted to take a deep breath, so as to calm down the urge to kill Zhao Guoan, but helplessly, the air around him was really hard to breathe, so he could only rely on his strong psychological quality to press down.

"Go ahead and have a look."

Saying that, Xiao Feng stepped into the house, this revenge must be written down, there are plenty of opportunities for revenge, but not now.

The most urgent thing is to find out about Shao Wenxing, why does the other party not want him to wait for someone to stay?
However, before entering the room, Xiao Feng smelled an extremely foul smell, which was the same as the smell in the room of some people who are seriously ill in bed but no one is there to take care of them.

The excrement is mixed with a musty smell, coupled with the fact that the windows have not been opened for a long time to ventilate, it is more than a sour and refreshing!
And Shao Wenxing obviously met the characteristics of a serious illness. After all, if paralysis is not considered a serious illness, then the only person who can be called a serious illness is a vegetable.

"Who is wearing a mask?" Xiao Feng turned around and asked.

"I have it here." The little girl opened her small bag and took out a pink cotton mask with the pattern of Peppa Pig.

"Brother Xiao Feng, I'll put it on for you." The little girl said expectantly, thinking in her heart that if brother Xiao Feng put on the mask she used to wear, it would be considered an indirect kiss, oh no, it was an indirect kiss.

Xiao Feng waved his hand and refused: "It's not this kind, I want a disposable medical mask."

The result is that there is no such thing, because this kind of thing can be bought in pharmacies or stores, and you can buy it now when you need it.

And everyone also knew the reason why Xiao Feng wanted a mask, the yard already smelled like this, so the inside of the house can be imagined.

"Everyone get out!" Xiao Feng signaled everyone to get out of the yard.

After everyone left the yard, Xiao Feng walked to the bed and kicked the window.

The wooden window was being kicked into the house, and Xiao Feng ran out of the door at an extremely fast speed before the smell could escape.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Guoan couldn't help but swear, and looked at the window of the hut with shock.

The rest of the people looked in the direction he was looking, and couldn't help showing the same look.

At this time, puffs of light green smoke came out of the broken window, like poisonous gas, drifting away with the wind.

Xiao Feng also didn't expect the scene in front of him, but he just found it hard to imagine how human beings can survive in such an environment.

"got windy."

Seeing the colored "air" coming out of the room faster and faster, Su Yuzhuo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said.

Just as Xiao Feng was about to nod his head, he seemed to realize something, and quickly said: "Hide first."

Everyone didn't understand, but they still hid behind the big tree where the hut could be seen, and observed the situation over there.

And less than 2 minutes after hiding, the resident closest to Shao Wenxing's hut turned on the lights, and came out of the house cursing: "Why does this smell so bad?"

Immediately, like a spreading plague, more and more people took to the streets, those with mobile phones took mobile phones, those with flashlights took flashlights, and slowly searched for the source of the smell.

The people hiding behind the big tree were dumbfounded, and only then did they understand why Xiao Feng asked everyone to hide first.

As the instigator of all this, Xiao Feng feels a little guilty about it, and at the same time he is glad that he did not become an iron boy and really walked into Shao Wenxing's thatched hut.

However, no matter how you say it, tonight is destined to be an unforgettable night for West Squirrel Village. Those who have experienced this night still feel lingering fear when they recall it many years later.

(End of this chapter)