Chapter 43
Time passed minute by minute, about five or six minutes later, Yu Zedong, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly opened his eyes.

Mu Ziyang was startled by his sudden movement, and kept wrapping his lips without moving for a long time.

At this moment, Yu Zedong moved his body slightly.

Mu Ziyang instantly stood up as if shocked, looked at Yu Zedong who was lying on the ground unnaturally, and said, "Since you're fine, get up."

Yu Zedong lay on the ground for a while, and suddenly coughed violently. He seemed to finally come up in one breath, coughing so heartbreakingly, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.

"Are you alright?" Mu Zitong looked at his appearance, and couldn't help asking aloud, after all, Yu Zedong looked really, a little scary.

He looked as if he could cough up his back in the next second.

"It's okay, cough, cough, cough..." Yu Zedong struggled to find the time to answer, followed by another violent cough.

The cough lasted for a while before it gradually subsided, and his face gradually became rosy, not as pale and frightening as it was at the beginning.

Mu Ziyang looked at him calmly from the side, and seeing that he no longer coughed, he picked up the clothes he had just thrown not far away, and quietly handed them to Yu Zedong, signaling him to put them on for now.

After all, the weather in November is already a bit cold, and Yu Zedong is still prone to catch a cold with his shirt on.

And in this last days, things like getting sick are absolutely unacceptable.

Without hospitals, doctors, or even medicines, a disease is definitely more terrifying than the zombie virus.

Yu Zedong reached out to take the clothes from Mu Ziyang's hands, put them on his body, and said in a low voice, thank you.

"It's nothing." Mu Ziyang turned his face away, his voice was cold, it seemed that he felt embarrassed because of the artificial respiration they had just experienced.

Mu Zitong looked at her elder brother's awkward death, directly in front of Yu Zedong who was sitting on the ground, and asked: "Now you are fine, so can you tell me what did you do at home?" What caused the gas to leak?"

When asked this question, a trace of unnaturalness crossed Yu Zedong's face, his face was reddish, his head drooped, and his voice was full of apology, "I originally wanted to cook a meal while you were not at home, but I have always used things like rice cookers. I have never used a gas stove. I didn’t expect a gas leak by accident. I wanted to go out for help, but I passed out before I reached the door. , I didn't mean it, I'm really sorry to cause you trouble."

"If you don't know how to do something, don't try to be brave. No one needs you to do something." After Yu Zedong finished speaking, Mu Ziyang answered this sentence in a cold voice.

Hearing Mu Ziyang's words, Yu Zedong was obviously a little bit disappointed. He lowered his head even more, and replied in a low voice, "I know, I won't do it next time."

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. There's no need to make it look like this. We were going to leave here. Now that something like this happened, it's just to save trouble. Let's just leave like this." Mu Zitong said on the sidelines. Circus.

(End of this chapter)

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