Tang Jiajia felt that she had lost all feeling in her face. She tried to speak, but it took her two attempts to make a sound.

"Hotel prices have all gone up, and the worst rooms are still 15 yuan a night. I asked three hotels in a row and they all said the same thing. They said rooms are in short supply and might be gone in a while."

"So expensive?" Guo Chenpi felt that the hotel was robbing people. A room cost 15 yuan. Why didn't they just rob people on the street?

"The price is the same now. The snow is too heavy, and the snow on the road is too thick, so cars can't drive."

The discharged patients are all stuck here. Unless they brave the heavy snow to get home, there's no other way. My house burned down, and yours is on the edge of town. How are we going to get back?" Tang Jiajia didn't want to freeze to death on the way; there wasn't a single car on the road. What if something happened and who would rescue her?

"Then let's stay here, what's with all the talk?" Guo Chenpi left the hospital entrance. This weather was so cold, he had never experienced such cold weather in his entire life.

I felt like my face and hands were no longer under my control, and my feet were barely managing to keep moving forward.

Tang Jiajia tried her best to keep up, but the snow on the ground was too thick, and she could only move one step at a time, which was too strenuous for someone like her who didn't have much strength.

After finally arriving at the hotel, the owner raised the price again with a single sentence, saying that since they were mixed-gender rooms, the price had to be increased, adding another ten yuan to the bill.

Guo Chenpi had no choice but to bite the bullet and pay up.

Upon arriving at the room, they discovered how terrible it was. The bed, which was less than 1.5 meters wide, had only one blanket and a very small pillow. It was barely usable, but definitely not comfortable to sleep on.

Guo Chenpi turned around to argue with the boss, but there was no one there. He had paid three days' rent, which meant that 75 yuan was gone.

Tang Jiajia was freezing cold. She didn't take off her clothes, but took off her shoes. If possible, she didn't even want to take off her shoes. She ran to the bed and covered herself with the blanket.

"It's so cold today, I feel like it's getting colder and colder. Is it -30°C now?"

"Who knows what's wrong with this weather? It's gotten so cold in just a few days." Guo Chenpi felt that the weather was a bit abnormal, but he didn't think much of it, figuring that the temperature might drop in a few days.

Outside.

Because the snow was too thick, all sections of the road were closed and driving was prohibited to prevent traffic accidents from occurring and being left unresolved.

Vegetable and grain prices at the market skyrocketed, and any stock you had was quickly sold out. People who had anticipated this started hoarding goods, causing widespread panic.

The Fu family.

Fu Boyi had a cold and was coughing, but he was still reading a book and didn't want to waste any time.

The butler couldn't bear to watch any longer: "Young Master, rest is the most important thing when you're sick. You'll ruin your health if you keep going like this."

"It's alright, I know my own body. It's been like this all year round, it won't get much worse." Fu Boyi coughed twice more. If it weren't for the heavy snow, he would have gone to the library long ago.

Butler Fu thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea: "Young Master, why don't you call the Third Young Master? Your health can't take this much reading!"

"Alright." Fu Boyi put down the book in his hand, lifted the blanket, and got out of bed.

Butler Fu quickly dialed the number, and soon the call was answered. All he had to do was stand and wait.

Fu Boyi felt a bit cold, so he went to the closet, found a coat, and put it on, which made him feel much better.