When a full-level boss dresses up as a dumb girl with ninety-zero abilities

Chapter 14 Song Wanhong's Legs Are Well

Ping Yining should have been killed when Lin Cheng was not around.

Thinking of this, Jiang You ran to Ping Yining's house, looking for Lin Cheng.

Unexpectedly, it was Ping Yining who opened the door.

Only then did Jiang You notice that Ping Yining was standing up.

It turned out that he was not lame.

Ping Yining noticed Jiang You's overly hot eyes, he pulled the corners of his mouth, his eyes were slightly cold, giving people a feeling of repelling others thousands of miles away.

"Not all people in wheelchairs are disabled, my legs are fine."

Jiang You looked at Ping Yining's face. Although his face was a little pale, he was still alive.

Unlike the person in the dream, his complexion was pale, his body was stiff, and he had no human appearance at all.

Jiang You showed him the notebook: "I'm here to find Uncle Lin."

"Uncle Lin has gone out." Ping Yining said flatly.

When Jiang You heard this, she was about to lower her head to write again, but before she could raise her head, she heard a "bang" and the door was closed.

Jiang You: "..."

This impolite little brat, no matter how she was a guest, closed the door before she finished speaking.

Just avoid her like this?

Jiang You laughed, annoyed.

Ping Yining, this kid's temper is too weird,

No matter how good-tempered she is, she doesn't want to have a hot face and a cold butt.

Jiang You turned around and went back.

Originally, I thought it was over, but I didn't expect that Jiang You would still have that dream repeatedly in the next few days.

And what's more serious is that Jiang You felt as if she was possessed by Ping Yining in her dream, and every night she would feel the whole painful process of being strangled to death.

After waking up from the dream again, Jiang You reflexively clutched her neck, gritted her teeth and cursed: "Fuck"

This is to force her to save people.

There are still two days until the Mid-Autumn Festival.

According to the development of the plot, Ping Yining is about to die.

Jiang You sighed heavily, closed his eyes, and could only go to Ping Yining's room again.

Fortunately, it was Lin Cheng who opened the door this time.

Jiang You was relieved that she didn't have to deal with Ping Yining. She found an excuse and asked Lin Cheng to go to the town to bring him something.

Lin Cheng smiled when he heard it, "Coincidentally, I'm going to the city tomorrow, and I will pass by the town when I come back. What do you want?"

Tomorrow, the time is tomorrow.

It seems that Ping Yining was killed the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Then she must guard outside Ping Yining's house on the night when Lin Cheng was not around, to prevent the murderer from getting his way.

Jiang You thought about it silently, and quietly wrote down the words five packs of washing powder and five bars of soap in the notebook.

"Is that all?"

Lin Cheng looked at it and said, "That's fine, I'll come back to you the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Jiang You wrote, then took out five yuan from his pocket and gave it to Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng waved his hand and didn't ask for it, "These things don't cost much, so you don't need to give them. It's not easy for you girl to live alone. You don't even have a stable income, so don't give them to me."

Seeing that Lin Cheng insisted, Jiang You stopped pushing him and put the money back in his pocket.

After returning home, Jiangyou entered the space and took the medicine for throat as usual, and drank a few glasses of Lingquan water.

After the medicine was down, Jiangyou tried to speak with his voice again, staring at the water glass in his hand, and said, "I want to drink, drink water!"

It was very difficult to speak, and his voice trembled a little, but he was finally able to utter a sentence completely.

Jiang You showed a satisfied smile.

It seems that this panacea for throat really works wonders.

According to the degree of damage to Jiangyou's throat, it is impossible to save it even with the medical technology of later generations.

Fortunately, she has a complete collection of elixir.

Jiangyou held the elixir Daquan in her arms quite preciously.

It suddenly occurred to her that after the Mid-Autumn Festival, she should start junior high school not long after.

Her grades in junior high school were very poor, with only a little over [-] points in two subjects, and she was admitted to the middle school in the town with the last few grades.

In fact, the educational conditions of the middle school in the town are not very good, but Jiang You has already been admitted to that middle school, and can only study there honestly for three years.

Jiang You planned to go to the best middle school in the city, No. [-] Middle School after finishing the three years of junior high school.

Although No. [-] Middle School has never recruited anyone from the junior high school that Jiang You is about to attend, there is still a dream.

What if I pass the exam myself?

Jiang You thought that he was at least a 600-point college entrance examination contestant and went to graduate school, so he should have some basic advantages no matter what.

Although my graduate student did not have time to graduate, the end of the world broke out.

Compared with the previous world, this parallel world is much safer now.

Jiangyou went to sleep after finishing the skin care before going to bed.

When she woke up the next day, Jiang You found that she had no dreams last night.

She twitched her lips helplessly.

Sure enough, since she went to Ping Yining's house yesterday and decided to help him, she really didn't have that dream again.

After Jiangyou woke up, she took out the dry noodles in the space, made herself a big bowl of noodles with egg and scallion oil, drank two glasses of milk, and cooked two plates of dumplings, and it was barely enough.

Carrying two buckets to fetch water from the well not far outside.

After the two buckets were filled with water, Jiangyou carried one bucket in each hand and carried it back to the yard steadily.

Wait until the breakfast in my stomach is almost digested.

Just then Jiang You stood in the yard and started punching with a military style. The punches carried a strong wind, and the movements of his feet were fast and sharp.

After the military punching, sweat broke out on his forehead, and Jiang You only felt comfortable all over.

Then after doing a few sets of warm-up exercises, I ran around the foot of the mountain.

After running for a few laps, Jiang You was panting with exhaustion. Feeling the limit of her body, Jiang You stopped running forcibly. She stopped running and walked home slowly.

While wiping his sweat, Jiang You sighed.

This body is really weak, just tall, with limp limbs and no strength at all.

In the past, she ran [-] kilometers without panting, but now she runs around the foot of the mountain for a few laps, at most a few kilometers, and she is exhausted.

No, Jiang You thought, she must exercise like this every day, she wants to make this body healthier.

Back in the kitchen, after Jiangyou's breathing gradually calmed down, she poured a few glasses of water and drank it, which relieved her smoldering throat from thirst.

After drinking the water, Jiang You came out of the kitchen and saw Song Wanhong sitting in the main room.

Song Wanhong had a slight smile on her face. She stood up and held Jiangyou's hand excitedly: "Youyou, how did you make that medicine? Why did I only take it a few times, and my legs were healed?" so much?"

After finishing speaking, Song Wanhong took a few quick steps in front of Jiangyou. Her right leg, which was lame, was also very flexible, and it was not obvious that she had any old injuries before.

(End of this chapter)