Jiang Ning went to the balcony in her pajamas. The typhoon still looked strong, but the wind was obviously weakening, but the rain was increasing.

The second floor was completely flooded, and the water flooded the third floor. The corridor was in chaos again.

The hand-pulled pancakes she had in the morning were filled with fried eggs, ham, vegetables and tomato sauce. They were still crispy and warm when she took them out of the space, and the aroma spread on her taste buds.

Jiang Ning made more than a hundred of them and stored them in the space, which could be eaten for a long time.

It was delicious, but a little oily.

She filled another cup of honey grapefruit fruit tea and drank it while flipping through her sophomore pharmacy books.

There was a knock on the door around ten o'clock. I thought it was Zheng Weili, but it turned out to be 1801.

Jiang Ning was a little surprised. He had always been a recluse and kept silent. Even though Doudou often came to her place, she had hardly spoken to him.

Suddenly, she became alert.

Huo Yishen's stern face was full of tension, "Doudou is sick, can you cure him?"

Jiang Ning was surprised, "What's wrong with him?"

"Fever, vomiting, diarrhea, and nonsense."

If you are sick, you still have to go to the hospital, but you can't go out in the typhoon and heavy rain. Jiang Ning said in advance, "I can help, but I only know a little bit. Don't put your hope on me."

"Thank you."

Considering that he killed someone and dumped the body, Jiang Ning reluctantly agreed and went back to the house to get a folding fruit knife and put it in his pocket.

The first time she stepped into 1801, she found the three-bedroom apartment quite spacious, with good lighting and layout. The old-fashioned furniture in the living room was kept neat and tidy, much better than her doghouse.

Not many boys can do housework these days.

She looked up and saw the balcony glass, the newly installed two layers of tempered glass, plus the three layers of stainless steel door. The whole house was like a fortress.

Well, it turned out that her layout was not open.

Retracting her gaze, Jiang Ning came to Doudou's room.

Doudou not only had a fever but also had a rash. Her two bright black eyes were now dull and lifeless, "Sister."

He took her temperature, felt her pulse, and checked her bruised body.

The medical skills were very plastic, but it was enough.

Jiang Ning looked at 1801, "Doudou is weak, and proper exercise can improve physical fitness and increase immunity, but don't overdo it."

I don't know how 1801 trained Doudou, but judging from the bruises all over her body, he trained her to death.

The short-term, high-intensity training caused her body to have a stress response. Not only was her immunity low but also disordered. If she caught a cold, wouldn't she have vomiting, diarrhea, and rashes?

I knew he was not good at taking care of children, but I didn't expect him to be so bad.

After learning the reason for Doudou's illness, Huo Yishen looked self-blaming, "I didn't take good care of Doudou."

Seeing the horrible bruises on his sister's body, he was a little overwhelmed. Doudou never complained of being tired every day. When he rubbed her forehead for the bruises, she smiled and said it didn't hurt.

He brought over the medicine box, which contained a lot of medicines, "Jiang Ning, which ones do you think can be used?"

If there was no other choice, they could only risk going to the hospital.

Jiang Ning looked through the medicine box, and was surprised that he had prepared quite a lot of medicines, most of which were for children.

The disease was relatively simple, and the right medicine would do. Jiang Ning found medicines for treating colds and stomach problems, and at the same time applied a belly patch to Doudou, "Wait until Doudou recovers, first take care of her body and then proceed step by step."

She couldn't bear to see the bruises on her body, so she went home and poured half a bottle of medicinal wine for bruises and sprains, "Apply four to five times a day, and more massage will have a better effect."

Huo Yi thanked him deeply, "Doudou is prone to bumps and bruises, and I happen to have some medicinal herbs here, please help me see which ones can be soaked in wine."

Although he can't take care of children, he really has a lot of things stored.

He took out two large bags of Chinese medicine from another room, all of which were individually packaged to prevent moisture.

Jiang Ning picked out more than a dozen types, all of which were for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. "Put them in glass jars, mix them with one liter of white wine, seal them for half a month, and they can be used."

Seeing that there was Korean ginseng, she picked it out separately, "This can also be soaked. When the weather is cold, drinking half a sip will not only warm the body but also replenish qi and blood, but children should not drink it."

Rock sugar soaked in white wine is also excellent, not only can it remove internal heat, but also can replenish the kidneys and blood.

No more talk, no more talk, teaching the apprentice will starve the master to death.

Doudou fell asleep quickly after taking the medicine, but he kept talking nonsense.

The sick child was pitiful, tears hung on her eyelashes, and her pale mouth kept murmuring, "Mom, I want mom, dad..."

Huo Yishen sat by the bed, gently wiped her tears, and comforted her with a guilty tone, "Don't be afraid, Doudou, your brother is here."

From his eyes, he confirmed that he was a man who loved his sister, but his methods were wrong.

Just as she arrived at the door, she was stopped by 1801, who handed her a bag of noodles, "Thank you for treating Doudou."

Noodles only cost a few dollars before the natural disaster, but in the end times, they can help people live several more days.

Jiang Ning was not polite and accepted it with peace of mind.

When she got home, she took out a glass jar of rock sugar and mixed it with white wine, "You only know how to teach others, I forgot about this."

In the extremely cold weather, having a cup around the fire is indescribably comfortable.

She also took out a few kilograms of grapes, washed them and put them on the balcony of the storage space to dry, so that they can be used to make fruit wine.

After leaving the space, it was obvious that the typhoon had changed again.

Not only did she notice it, many people noticed it, and some even shouted and cheered at the window.

They couldn't contain their excitement and felt that the disaster was about to end.

In a good mood, Jiang Ning took out a portion of boiled fish and served it with fragrant and soft rice. She

was reluctant to throw away the plastic lunch boxes after eating. Although the space was prepared with a lot of them, these will be non-renewable resources in the future and can be reused after washing.

I was taking a sweet nap when I was awakened by the sound of a roaring motor.

It was a assault boat and firefighters wearing orange life jackets.

The typhoon has not stopped, but its strength is weakening quickly. We can still drive carefully to avoid the wind and waves.

After 18 days, we lost contact with the world. Just when people were running out of ammunition and food, the dawn of hope finally came.

When they saw the assault boat, many people broke down and cried, "The rescue is here, the government has not given up on us, wuwuwu..."

They cried and laughed, at a loss and excited, wiping their tears.

There were only three assault boats, but they were everyone's hope for survival.

The horn sounded, and the firefighters comforted the people in each unit building, "Don't worry, we will not abandon anyone who needs help. Come one building at a time, simply pack up the necessities, and give priority to the elderly and children."

This time, the relocation and rescue was only for the flooded users on the lower floors, but there were still many residents rushing downstairs and surrounded the firefighters, "Comrade, our house is still there, what should we do if we have no food and drink?"

"My family has been hungry for three days, relying on rainwater to hold on, can you send some food over?"

"Yes, how come you come here empty-handed? Won't the government give us aid? We are all taxpayers. How can we support you without our taxes?"

The more people there are, the more chaotic it becomes. The questions become more outrageous. From initial gratitude, they turn into resentment. It seems that they will not let you go unless you give them an explanation.