Quick Time Transmigration: Autistic Male God, Don't Be Afraid of Me

Chapter 87
Feeling the breath in the wind, Mengmeng took Bai Xiaotiao all the way to the coldest place.

Mengmeng continued to walk in despite the biting cold. It was so cold, after she put it down, she might have to go back and boil some ginger soup to drink it, right?The thick cold fog slowly revealed the scene behind the fog as Mengmeng approached.

A few medium-sized moss-covered stones surrounded by a white mist, still showing signs of being moved.This should be the place where Jian Lin collected the wind grass, right?
"Mengmeng?" Bai Xiaotiao opened his eyes in a daze.

"Why? Call me?" Mengmeng teased.

"Where are you taking me?" Bai Xiaotiao looked around in confusion, "Where is this?"

"The extremely cold pool, there is no one there all year round. Let you practice here for a few days. Do you know what's wrong with you?" Mengmeng looked at Bai Xiaotiao, the little thing seemed to be getting better.

"I don't know. But it feels very familiar." He said and looked like he was about to fall asleep.

"Bai Xiaotiao?"

"Ah."

Mengmeng approached the water pool.

"Mengmeng, what are you doing?" Bai Xiaotiao weakly grabbed Mengmeng's clothes, his nails protruding faintly.

"I'll let you in, so you can practice."

"I don't want it." Bai Xiaotiao refused.

"Be obedient." After speaking, he threw Bai Xiaotiao upwards.

"No!" After Bai Xiaotiao's weak voice.Just heard a 'plop'.

Mengmeng was splashed with ice water.

"It's so cold." Mengmeng shivered.

"Okay." Mengmeng hurried up the mountain, her clothes were wet now, with this cold, she might catch a cold tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Mengmeng blushed, and heard a familiar scream in a daze.

Then there was a knock on her door, "Miss An, Miss An, are you there?" Qing Zhen knocked on the door.

"Well, come in!" Mengmeng tried to make her voice louder.It's just that my throat is sore, there's really nothing I can do about it.

"Miss An?" Halal heard the terrible cough, opened the door and came in.

"What's wrong?" Mengmeng asked in a hoarse voice.

"Are you okay?" Halal saw that Mengmeng's expression was not very good.

"It's okay, just some typhoid fever, your yard is a little cold."

"Why don't I go and find someone to take a look at you!"

"No, what happened?" Mengmeng asked knowingly.

"Oh, I woke up in the morning and found that after I had a dream, the door was broken, and my body seemed to be injured. So I came to see if you are okay." Qingzhen said.

"It's okay. You must have sleepwalked last night." Could there be a better explanation?

"Sleepwalking?"

"Yeah." Mengmeng nodded and coughed again. "Is there anyone here who can cure typhoid fever?" I didn't have the strength to hold a pen.

"Yes, but, are you a little too serious?"

"I don't have the strength to hold a pen, why don't I give you a prescription, you go down the mountain and help me grab the medicine."

"Okay." Halal didn't refuse, went to get a pen and paper, wrote the prescription, and went down the mountain to grab the medicine.

Jian Lin on the other side was brought to the lobby early in the morning, and the elders Yuan Yi and Yuan Ding interrogated him about what happened.

Lin Ren was also brought over and questioned together.After some questioning, everyone sent people down the mountain to look for the witness Jian Lin mentioned.

"Are you telling the truth?" Yuan Yi sat in the lobby with a majestic expression.

"Yes, Daoist. This Jian Lin is indeed a clerk in the pharmacy in our town. He has been there since he was a child."

After hearing what the witness said, several people looked at Jian Lin.

"Senior brother, how do we deal with this? Jian Lin is following Miss An now, should I ask..."

"Go and ask Miss An what to do." Yuan Yi sent someone to ask.

"Elder." Qing Zhen walked in.

"Elder, Ms. An has typhoid fever. I just went down the mountain to get some medicine for her. The owner of the pharmacy said it's not suitable to see people. She needs to rest."

"Typhoid fever? Forget it." Yuan Yi said, looking at Lin Ren.

(End of this chapter)