Number One Ugly Husband

Baoye drives back to the construction site. Niantong and Chu are already waiting for him at the gate.

"Mr. Jin, you are back at last."

Baoye gets out of the car and asks, "how much blood have you received?"

boss Chu sighed: "there are not many people who really volunteer to donate blood in Dongcheng District. Many people only donate blood for my own sake. In the end, they only received blood from 40000 or 50000 slaves. "

the same year later said:" the situation in Beicheng district is similar to that in Dongcheng District, only tens of thousands of people donate blood, but the situation in Xicheng District is better, 250000 people, only 30000 people have not donated blood. "

Baoye chuckles:" boss Lu forced them to donate? "

Nian's colleagues nodded hesitantly:" Mr. Jin, I don't understand. As long as we put a little pressure on these slaves, we can make them donate more blood. Why do you want them to donate blood voluntarily? Now the blood we collect is not enough to save the slaves in the nearby towns. "

Baoye explained:" under the pressure of the environment, the slaves are becoming more and more cold-blooded. They are clearly capable of saving others, but they turn a blind eye and watch the lives of living people die in front of them. What I do now is to bring back the last good in their hearts. As long as they have a little compassion in their hearts, they will be infected by other people who are willing to actively donate blood, and let them know that saving people is a happy thing, and it is something that makes them] never regret the guilt generation. If we insist on them to donate blood, it will only make them more disgusted and will not want to save people in the future. "

this makes Nian Tong think about the situation in Xicheng District. Under the threat of Lu Da, the slaves in Xicheng District were very reluctant to donate their blood, and their faces were angry and speechless. In retrospect, the blood released by such oppression is not qualified to be called blood donation.

He was ashamed to say, "I can't imagine that I have lived for 50 years, and I haven't thought through you as a young man in his early twenties."

"What should we do if we don't have enough blood?"

Baoye said with a smile: "it won't be enough. After we drink the blood to the slaves in other cities, the blood of those slaves will also have a resistance effect. If we let the slaves who have drunk blood donate their blood to others, others will be saved. "

with the same vision:" can it be like this? "

" of course, I didn't say it before, but I also want you to actively find someone to donate blood. "

Nian Tong said with a smile: "that's true. If you said this to me at the beginning, I would never have been so active in looking for someone to donate blood, and I would not have gone all night running around two urban areas. I would now hand over the blood to people in other urban areas. "

Baoye put up his smile and said seriously:" tell them that they can be cured by drinking a little blood. After six hours, they will be given blood to other people and other city slaves. Besides, we can't use this blood to trade with other people's blood, threaten other slaves not to give them blood to drink. If I know that there is such a thing to hate, I will let him get well and then suffer from other diseases. "

the same point nodded:" I will say. "

he took his own people with him, and they drove away from the construction site to the outskirts of Gongcheng.

The man hiding in the dark ran out excitedly when he saw Nian Tong in the passenger seat: "a tong, a tong, we are here."

"Big brother. "Nian Tong quickly got out of the car and handed them the blood to drink:" the blood is the blood of slaves who have drunk medicine. It can cure and resist black spot disease. "

Nian Huai, the elder brother of the same year, and several senior slaves in other cities drank blood into their stomachs without saying a word.

Nian Tong tells them Baoye's account.

"We will never trade blood and threaten other slaves not to give them blood. "Nian Huai and the senior slaves clapped their chests to promise, and then they asked," a tong, are the people who drink medicine for Gongcheng slaves and those who want to cure black spot disease with the blood of slaves? "

" yes! "

" is that the same person who told us to donate blood to other cities? "

" yes, what's the matter? "

Nian Huai said with a smile:" I just want to know who saved us. Can you tell us? "

" his name is Jin "

speaking of this, he could not help thinking of the old man's nagging words in front of him. Laoliu always called the ugly slave to protect him, but the ugly slave was not very powerful. What kind of master was he!

Seeing that he didn't say anything half way, Nian Huai asked, "what's the matter? Can't you say it?"

"no, I just thought of something suddenly."

"What's his name?"

Nian Tong regained his cheerful laughter: "his name is Bao Ye."

"Bao Ye?" Nian Huai said with a smile, "I remember."

Far away in the construction site, Baoye sneezed: "it must be that the spirit disease missed me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Deacon Tao came: "young master Jin, the master is looking for you. Let you go to the office."

"I know he missed me again. "Baoye comes to the office on the tenth floor.

Dongling CE glanced at his face: "after a good night, my face is better again."Baoye touches his face. The sarcoma on his face is much smaller and less: "master, what can I do for you?"

donglingce looks him up and down: "have you not felt uncomfortable since yesterday?"

"yes, I didn't sleep all night, I was very sleepy, and my eyelids were fighting. "Baoye laughs:" master, do you want to give me a holiday and let me have a good day off? "

donglingce has a meaningful smile:" OK, it's OK to have a rest for two days. "

" so good? "Baoye looks at him suspiciously:" you don't want to do anything bad to me again? "

" if you are afraid of me, don't rest well. "

"Cut, my treasure master has never been afraid of anyone. If you have the seed, let your horse come. "Baoye comes to the door and says," OK, give me two days off. Don't play tricks. "

"If I take it back, it's a puppy."

Seeing that he doesn't seem to be lying, Baoye quickly opens and leaves, passing by the hall where deacons work, and suddenly shivers.

He rubbed his goosebumpy arm: "how cold it is."

Baoye feels as if he is in an ice warehouse with a dry degree below zero. He shivers all over his body. If he had no divine power to protect his body, he might have frozen to death.

Is the game of the gods not over? But dad didn't tell me that the weather will turn cold after the plague!

He looked at the Deacon who used paper to fan the heat, and asked, "don't you feel cold?"

the deacon, whose head was full of heat, turned a blind eye to him.

"I feel so cold. My hands are frozen. If you don't believe it, feel it. "Baoye grabs the other party's hand.

"Your hands are hot and sweaty," the Deacon once again said

If the master didn't value the ugly slave, he would have wanted to smoke.

Baoye opens his palms and looks at it. He is really sweating. What's the matter with his feeling so cold? He's sick. But people with divine power can't get sick so easily.

He immediately thought of donglingce. However, from entering the office to going out, donglingce did nothing. By the way, donglingce asked him whether he felt uncomfortable, that is to say, he knew that he would be uncomfortable.

Baoye goes back to Dongling Policy Office: "did you do anything to me?"

seeing that he has been shaking all the time, he hooks his lips and says: "attack?"

while rubbing his hands, Baoye exercises to warm up: "what have you done to me?"

"this is the end of you biting me. "Donglingce took a leisurely drink of tea:" my blood is not so good to drink. If I can't hold on, I will die. For the sake of you having fun with me, I'll give you a wake-up call and use ice to remove the cold. Br? < Br? Why do you feel cold when you don't use the magic ice.

Baoye thinks it's the devil to believe in him.

He immediately returned to the villa of donglingce, turned on the water heater and tried the water temperature: "Wow, it's cold. "

Baoye looks at the steaming water:" it's hot water, how can it be so cold? "

then, his right hand turns into an ice block.

Baoye is stunned: "is it frozen?"

so the spirit disease did not deceive him.

Baoye runs to the first floor with his frozen hand. He reaches into the ice box and sighs, "it's warm and comfortable."

Da Chao, who is cleaning the room, looks at him in a wrong way: "how warm is it? How warm is the ice?"

Baoye does not answer him, but quickly puts the ice into his body: "Damn, it's warmer at last. "

Da Chao reaches into the refrigerator, and it's obviously cold. How can it be warm?

Baoye's body has warmed up a lot, and his body has become soft and cotton, so he can't exert his strength. He just wants to fall down on the sofa beside him and have a good sleep. Just after sitting down, he suddenly feels that his body is full of strength and has an impulse to work, However, he felt very tired outside his body and didn't want to move, which was a special contradiction.

"I'm so tired. "He grabbed the broom in Dachao's hand and cleaned the villa inside and outside. He also found dishcloth and water bucket to wipe the whole villa, even his shoes.

Da Chao looks at his only blue cloth shoes washed white outside. He has no words for a while.

Baoye runs to Zisang yanruo's room again and takes out all her underwear. Seeing the lovely underwear, he feels that he is going to cry. He can't control himself.

"Oh, Ma, I didn't mean to take your intimate clothes. You have to forgive me."

He took the clothes downstairs and threw them into a big basin. Then he filled the basin with water and washed them with washing powder one by one.

When Dachao saw him come down with son sangyanruo's underwear in his arms, he couldn't help staring at him: "Mr. Jin, you, you, you." for most of the day, he didn't say a complete sentence.

"I don't want to. Don't tell my mother. No, don't tell Miss Zisang. "Da Chao recalled: "young master Jin, don't you have a washing machine? Why do you wash it by hand?"