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Chapter 181 High fever and coma
Xia Zhihuai walked quickly to the front of the car, saw Wanwan still hugging the door, and poked her forehead lightly with his finger: "Put the door aside, don't hit yourself."

Wanwan put the car door on the grass beside her, and looked back at Song Qingfeng: "Sister, I opened the door."

Song Qingfeng's soul that had gone away finally returned, she nodded dumbly, and then remembered Fan Yulei who had been lying in the car and had not responded.

Not caring about the strangeness of Wanwan's body right now, Song Qingfeng stood beside the car whose door had been removed, and stretched out her hand to push Fan Yulei who didn't feel it.

"Senior, wake up..."

"Senior—"

Song Qingfeng yelled several times, and Xia Zhihuai frowned when he saw the faces of the people inside the car clearly through the rear window.

"Wanwan, it's Fan Yulei."

Wanwan squeezed to Song Qingfeng's side, and looked up at Fan Yulei who was sleeping unconsciously.

Looking at the anxious Song Qingfeng again, she didn't know how to explain this situation.

Xia Zhihuai knelt down and said, "Did something happen to him?"

Wanwan blinked: "It's nothing serious, he just fell asleep."

"Isn't he sleeping too hard? He didn't respond to the outside world at all."

Wanwan pulled his trouser leg, Xia Zhihuai squatted behind him, Wanwan leaned into his ear and said, "That female ghost left a mark on him, but it didn't hurt him, it just marked his position , no matter where he hides, that ghost can find him."

Xia Zhihuai shuddered suddenly: "This is too creepy."

It is more accurate than Beidou tracking and positioning equipment. Isn't it possible to be raided even when you go to the toilet.

Wanwan nodded. Although she is not afraid of ghosts, this kind of marking is really annoying.

According to my brother, there is no privacy.

Xia Zhihuai quickly turned his thoughts back to the topic: "It's just a mark, how could it make him sleep so hard?"

"I don't know." Wanwan blinked innocently.

She didn't quite understand what was going on, Tao Fu could guarantee him not to be harmed, but it's hard to say anything else.

It may be because Fan Yulei believed too much in Taofu's ability. He was frightened before and stayed up all night, so when he fell asleep, he was extremely relaxed and heavy.

Xia Zhihuai's brows suddenly jumped: "Wanwan, do you think it's possible... that it's because he is sick?" Wanwan: "..."

"He seemed to have a high fever just now." Xia Zhihuai felt that his brain was really funny. He had been in contact with metaphysics for a long time, and he always thought about metaphysics, but people may really be sick, weak, and have a high fever. Falling into a coma...is also possible.

He lifted Wanwan from the spot, put it on the open space behind him, and patted Song Qingfeng's arm: "Let me go, let me see."

Song Qingfeng said awkwardly: "Senior Fan, he seems to be in a very bad condition. I'll go to the director and ask for a mobile phone to call an ambulance."

Xia Zhihuai nodded: "OK."

Song Qingfeng turned his head and immediately went to find someone. Xia Zhihuai put his fingers on Fan Yulei's forehead and found that his body temperature was very high.

"high fever."

Wanwan folded her hands behind her back and looked away guiltily: "It's not my fault, I'm still young, so I'm not a doctor."

She forgot that human beings are actually fragile.

Xia Zhihuai sighed softly: "It's not your problem, it's my fault."

Wanwan held her baby bottle in her arms, looked at the car door on the ground, and suddenly realized a very serious problem: "Brother, are we going to lose money?"

The fear of losing money finally climbed to the back of her head.

Xia Zhihuai pulled Fan Yulei up from the chair, squatted down slightly and dragged him onto his back, and couldn't laugh or cry after lifting him up: "You finally remembered now? But this time you saved someone. I have to repair the car door sometime, and I will pay for it, so don’t worry about it.”

Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Xia Zhihuai with her short legs shaking, watching him walk towards the entrance of the village with his big brother on his back.

Seeing that he seemed to be struggling, Wanwan took out a Dali Talisman from his pocket, and slapped it on his thigh.

Xia Zhihuai's waist became strong in an instant, and he carried a grown man who weighed more than a hundred catties on his back, just like carrying a bag of beans, and walked forward like flying.

He rubbed Wanwan's head with one hand: "Thank you, Wanwan."

Wan Wan squinted her eyes and smiled, took a sip of milk, her cheeks suddenly puffed up.

She is not shy.

Just very happy~
(End of this chapter)