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

Fearing that Jiang Ning had not had enough killing, she turned around and left.

The others were frightened and broke out in cold sweats, talking like saws and gourds, not daring to say a word.

They were also confused, not caring about other people's business.

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

Coke threw himself over with the belt rope, 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 followed, his face full of anxiety and concern, "Sister, are you okay?"

The two of them showed their concern, which made Jiang Ning feel warm. In this chaotic end of the world, there are still people who care about her.

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

The bricks were hit hard, and Jiang Ning was worried that Huo Yishen's bones were injured, "Are you sure you're okay?"

Huo Yishen moved his shoulders, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, "It shouldn't be serious."

He didn't look very flexible. Even if the bones were not injured, soft tissue contusion was certain.

Father Zhong suggested, "Let's go back quickly, and go to the hospital if it really doesn't work."

Forget about medicine, but the surviving doctors obeyed the government's call, and it's still possible to see a doctor, but you have to find a way to get medicine yourself.

Find an experienced orthopedic doctor to take a look, so that people can feel at ease.

Huo Yishen changed his shoulder 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, but didn't run.

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

Back in Jinrong Community, Zheng Weili and the other two went downstairs to help move.

Knowing that Huo Yishen was injured, he couldn't help but drop his jaw.

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 him into 1801, "Take off your shirt, I'll check it out."

He has only studied medicine for a year, and although he is only half-baked, he knows more than ordinary people.

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

Doudou was ignorant, but he was obedient.

Gouzi didn't want to leave, but the expression of the shoveling shit was not right, so he left depressed.

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

In winter, he wore thick clothes, so he took off several pieces, leaving only the last piece of warm clothes.

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

Jiang Ning was also a little embarrassed, but he still pulled open the clothes on his shoulders and gently pressed the surrounding area, "Do you feel bone pain?"

It hurt, but it didn't seem to be in the bones. It twitched from time to time, with a feeling of soreness, numbness and swelling.

"Soft tissue contusion, it will probably take some time to recover."

Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes, otherwise it would be strange if he didn't break a bone.

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

They found a lot of medicine last time, and both of them had enough.

Huo Yishen insisted on using his own, and Jiang Ning didn't force him, but the medicinal wine he soaked was frozen.

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

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

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

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

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

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

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

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

"You can definitely dodge it, I miscalculated."

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

She received the care from the team.

However, she still had to kindly remind him, "If it weren't for you, I might not have been able to escape. But you still have to take care of yourself. Don't be too risky next time. You see, Doudou was scared."

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

He knows his limits, but she doesn't want to owe him this favor.

Favors are the hardest to repay!

After a massage for ten minutes, she applied a plaster and found medicine for him.

When she left, Jiang Ning did not forget to remind him, "You have to pay attention and observe. If you feel any discomfort, tell me at any time."

"Okay, thank you."

Jiang Ning paused, "I should." After all, he was injured for her.

After returning home, he took a shower, changed into home clothes and sat on the sofa, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

The relationship on the 18th floor is good. Neither of them likes to calculate. There has been no major conflict in the past few months.

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 natural disaster, a critical moment of life and death, no matter who 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 okay. After all, they all grew up in an orphanage, and the emotional foundation of many years is there. They will consciously help each other when they encounter danger.

But what about Huo Yishen?

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

It's not that she is confident. In terms of fighting power, she is firmly ranked second in the 18th floor. At the same time, she is also the bridge of communication between him and 1803, and she has done her best to coach Doudou.

If he died, the 18th floor would lose its fighting capacity, 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 would not get along as well with 1803 as before. If new neighbors moved in, there would definitely be big conflicts.

Yes, that must be the case.

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

But, I always feel that...

Coke pounced on her and poked her with his claws, and the shit shovel came to play.

Jumping and jumping, he successfully interrupted her thoughts.

The dog was exhausted today, and had an extra rich meal in the evening. There was not only chicken breast, but also pork rib soup, corn soup, and the indispensable green vegetables. Not to mention how happy he was.

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

It was a bit strange to call him that, but it felt even weirder to say his full name.

The other end replied quickly, "Not bad."

Not knowing what they were talking about, Jiang Ning scratched her ear, "Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me in time."

She hung up the intercom, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The room was warm, and I slept until ten o'clock when the dog woke me up.

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

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

I immediately returned to the room, brushed my teeth and washed up in the living room, and ate a bowl of fragrant wonton noodles.

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

"Numb and swollen, not very flexible."