As soon as Jiang Ning said this, the old lady turned pale with fright and dared not say another word.

Afraid that Jiang Ning had not killed enough, he turned around and left.

The others were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats, as if they were saw-mouthed gourds, and dared not utter a word.

They are also confused. Why do they care about other people's affairs?

Fearing that they would be targeted by the murderous demon, they all followed and left.

Kele broke free from the belt and rushed over, constantly pulling at Jiang Ning, his face full of anxiety and anger, "Woo, woo, woo..."

Shit shoveler, what's wrong with you?

Jiang Ning stroked its head and soothed it, "It's okay."

Doudou ran over, looking anxious and concerned, "Sister, are you okay?"

The concern between the two was beyond words, which made Jiang Ning feel warm at heart. In this chaotic apocalypse, there were actually people who cared about her.

The Zhong family father and son were shocked and broke out in a cold sweat, "I'm glad you're okay."

The brick hit him hard, and Jiang Ning was worried that Huo Yishen had injured his bones. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Huo Yishen moved his shoulders, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, "It should be fine."

It doesn't look very flexible. Even if the bones are not injured, soft tissue contusion is certain.

Mr. Zhong suggested, "Let's go back quickly. If things really don't work, let's go to the hospital."

Forget about medicine, but the surviving doctors have obeyed the government's call and can still treat patients, but they have to find a way to get medicine themselves.

Find an experienced orthopedic doctor to see, so that you can feel at ease.

Huo Yishen switched shoulders to carry the wood, and Jiang Ning slowed down and pushed the sled behind him, paying attention to his movements from time to time.

Injured, didn't run.

Doudou was worried about his brother and wiped his eyes, but didn't cry.

After returning to Jinrong Community, Zheng Weili and the other two went downstairs to help move.

Upon learning that Huo Yishen was injured, he was shocked.

He is so powerful, how could he be injured?

However, no one who came back said how he was injured.

Zhang Chao glanced at Jiang Ning and vaguely understood.

After the things were carried upstairs, Jiang Ning followed them into 1801 and said, "Take off your shirt. I'll check it."

I have only studied medicine for one year, and although I only know a little bit, I know more than the average person.

Huo Yishen did not refuse. He lit the charcoal stove first, and when the room was warm, he said, "Doudou, take Coke out."

Doudou is ignorant, but he is obedient.

The dog didn't want to leave, but the poop shoveler looked wrong, so he left in frustration.

Although he looked embarrassed, Huo Yishen still took off his shirt.

We wear thick clothes in winter, so I took off several layers of clothes and only had the last piece of warm clothing left.

He sat upright, not even knowing where to put his hands.

Jiang Ning was also a little embarrassed, but he still pulled the clothes off his shoulders and gently pressed the surrounding area, "Do you feel any pain in your bones?"

It hurts, but it doesn't seem to be in the bones. It twitches from time to time, and feels sore, numb, and swollen.

"It's a soft tissue contusion. It will probably take some time to heal."

Fortunately, I was wearing thick clothes, otherwise I would have broken some bones.

"I'll get you some medicinal wine to massage you, and you'll get better faster if you take some anti-inflammatory medicine and apply some plaster."

I found a lot of medicine last time, and both of them have enough.

Huo Yishen insisted on using his own, and Jiang Ning did not force him, but the medicinal wine he brewed was frozen.

Jiang Ning went home to get it, "I have a small bottle."

When I got home, I took out a large glass jar from the space and poured about half a bottle of mineral water into it.

Afraid that he would notice something, I poured some hot water into the basin and threw the mineral water bottle in when the time was right.

"The medicinal wine is ready, show your shoulders."

He would freeze to death if he didn't wear anything, but Huo Yishen was not used to being shirtless in front of girls, so he changed into a sleeveless fitness vest and wrapped the rest of his body extra tightly.

Jiang Ning pulled off his shoulder straps, rubbed the medicinal wine on him, and began to massage with moderate force.

No one spoke and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Jiang Ning cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for saving me."

"You can definitely dodge it. I miscalculated."

Well, how should I put it? Jiang Ning was indeed able to dodge it, but you can’t say that he was meddling in other people’s business. Besides, he managed to dodge it this time, but what about next time?

She received the care from the team.

However, I still have to kindly remind you, "If it weren't for you, I might not have been able to avoid it, but you still have to take care of yourself and don't be too risky next time. You see Doudou is scared."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. I know my limits."

He knew his limits, but she didn't want to owe him a favor.

The debt of favor is the hardest to repay!

I gave him a massage for more than ten minutes, applied some plaster, and found some medicine for him to take.

When leaving, Jiang Ning reminded him, "You have to pay attention and tell me if you feel uncomfortable at any time."

"Okay, thank you."

Jiang Ning paused and said, "It's my duty." After all, he was injured for her.

I went home, took a shower, changed into my home clothes and sat on the sofa, my thoughts gradually drifting away.

The relationship between the people on the 18th floor is good. Neither of them is the kind of person who likes to quibble, and there have been no major conflicts in the past few months of getting along.

Because of Doudou, the cold-hearted Huo Yishen is obviously better to her than Zhang Chao and others, but this is the end of the world at the time of natural disasters, a critical moment of life and death, and everyone will take care of themselves first.

Even if they are in the same team, there is no need for him to rush over to block the bricks for her, right?

If it were Zhang Chao and the others, it would be easy to deal with. After all, they all grew up in an orphanage and have a long-term emotional foundation. They would subconsciously help each other when they encounter danger.

But what about Huo Yishen?

Jiang Ning thought about it and felt that he must be extremely confident in his skills and made sure that there was no danger to his life before he rescued him in time.

It's not that she is confident. In terms of combat power, she is undoubtedly the second on the 18th floor. At the same time, she is also the bridge of communication between him and 1803, and she has done her best in tutoring Doudou.

If he died, the 18th floor would lose its combat effectiveness and the danger of defending the building would increase greatly. He would have to find a new teacher for Doudou.

With his cold and taciturn personality, he will not be able to get along with 1803 as well as before. If new neighbors move in, there will definitely be big conflicts.

Well, that's definitely the case.

After figuring it out, Jiang Ning couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But, I always feel...

Cola pounced over and scratched her with his claws, saying, "Come and play, poop shoveler."

He jumped up and down, successfully interrupting her thoughts.

The dog was really tired today, and had an especially rich meal in the evening. There was chicken breast, as well as pork rib soup, corn soup, and the indispensable green vegetables. He ate very happily.

When she went to bed at night, she turned on the intercom, "Ah, Ah Shen, how do you feel about your injury?"

It's a little weird to call it that, but saying the full name feels even weirder.

The reply from the other end was quick, “Not bad.”

Not knowing what to talk about, Jiang Ning scratched his ear and said, "Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately."

Hang up the intercom, turn off the lights and go to sleep.

The room was warm and I slept until ten o'clock when I was woken up by the dog.

When I opened the door, I was almost choked by the cold air. It felt much colder than yesterday, and goose bumps instantly appeared on my face.

I went to the balcony to measure the temperature and it had dropped to -35 degrees.

I immediately went back to the room, brushed my teeth and washed up, then ate a bowl of delicious wonton noodles.

After eating, I turned on the intercom and asked, "How do you feel about your injury today?"

"Numb and swollen, not very flexible."