The sick and weak beauty in the broken article

【005】

Du Heng wanted to dispense medicine for Chutian, and Tian Naitang wanted to protect Chutian's safety. They also came for this trip.

After boarding the plane, the three of them were seated in the same row, with Du Heng by the window, and Tian Naitang in the middle of Chutian, protecting Chutian with no dead ends.

Du Heng fastened his seat belt. He looked back and forth, but the passenger hadn't arrived yet, so he immediately moved to Chu Tian's side and whispered, "Master."

Chu Tian tilted his head: "Huh?"

"This is the jujube candy that Lu Ling specially made for you. You can put it under the coating of your tongue. It will make you feel better when you get sick later." Du Heng stuffed a piece of candy.

Chutian doesn't get airsick, but he really doesn't like airplanes. He took it, peeled it off, put it in his mouth, and then put on the blindfold.

The 3-hour flight from southwest to Jiangnan didn't arrive until 10 o'clock, so he planned to sleep first.

Du Heng's voice sounded next to his ears again: "Don't be embarrassed, head. It's very normal for you to get airsick on the first flight. Really, it doesn't matter. Just spit it out. I will take care of you."

Chu Tian: "Yes."

I don't know how long it has passed, Chutian woke up amidst the sound of vomiting from both sides. He pulled down the blindfold, and Tian Naitang and Du Heng were vomiting on both sides.

Especially Du Heng, who vomited so shockingly that his whole head was buried in the paper bag.

Chu Tian: "..."

Seeing that Chutian woke up, Tian Naitang got up quickly: "Hengzi, be smart and protect your palm...Little Chuer, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back!"

Tian Naitang ran fast.

Temporarily shouldering the important task of protecting Chutian, Du Heng held back his vomit, raised his head and squinted his eyes to look around, and tried to use his internal force to communicate with Chutian, but after mentioning his internal force, he found that he was thinking too much, so he resigned to his fate and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, head, it's a small problem, I just feel a little airsick."

Chu Tian unscrewed a bottle of water and gave it to him: "Drink some water."

"Oh." Du Heng took the water and took a sip when Tian Naitang came back, as expected right away.

"Ouch!" Du Heng couldn't wait to put his head back into the paper bag, and vomited until he got off the plane.

After getting off the plane, Du Heng's legs were weak. He wanted to go to the bathroom to wash his face. After walking to the bathroom for a few minutes, a loud roar suddenly sounded from behind: "Get out of the way!"

Du Heng turned his head subconsciously, and was knocked to the ground without seeing anything clearly.

bang.

At the same time, something fell not far away, but the young man who bumped into Du Heng didn't look back, and ran away like a gust of wind.

This……

Du Heng's pupils widened slightly, lost his way!

He was staring ahead, when suddenly a shadow fell over his head. Du Heng looked up, against the light, and saw a little boy with red lips and white teeth looking at him.

The little boy is about 150, carrying a black and red backpack with contrasting colors, a head of smooth black short hair, fair skin, and big eyes.

Du Heng thought to himself, the child of this family is too good at giving birth, he can join the Tibetan Moon Gate.

Zangyuemen is a very small sect. The reason why it is well-known in the martial arts is because Zangyuemen only accepts good-looking disciples.

Du Heng has always been very curious about this sect that looks at the face, can it be as good-looking as the head of his family?

It's a pity that the Tibetan Moon Sect didn't send any disciples to participate in the auction yesterday.

Du Heng was afraid of scaring the kid, so he was about to speak to comfort him, but the little boy first stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, his pink lips parted: "Oh my god, my eyes are straight, old iron, you were bumped by that little bastard!" Stupid? This is the end of the calf."

His thick and gritty low-pitched voice was much tougher than Du Heng himself.

Du Heng: "..."

At this moment, Chu Tian and Tian Naitang came over, and Tian Naitang slapped Du Heng on the forehead: "Heng Zi, how old are you, and you still bully children!"

Du Heng reflexively stood up and defended: "I didn't! I was the one who got hit!"

Seeing that Du Heng could speak and stand, the little boy said with confidence: "It's done." He waved to Chutian and Tian Naitang, turned and left.

Hearing that the little boy had an old smoking voice, Tian Naitang's jaw dropped in shock: "Are all the children down the mountain smoking like this?"

Du Heng also shook his head deeply: "Oh, this society has fallen."

Chu Tian watched the little boy go away, and then looked back: "He is 22."

Tian Naitang and Du Heng looked at him at the same time: "Huh?!"

Chu Tian walked to the green plant pot at the door of the bathroom, squatted down and picked up the ID card that fell to the corner.

In the photo is the young man just now.

[Xu Yihe, male, born on February 1999, 2, native place, Daxinganling, Heilongjiang. 】

An hour later, Xu Yihe was pulled by the driver to the Linhai City Police Station.

Linhai City is one of the busiest cities on the eastern coast. Taking a taxi from the airport to the city, the roadside scenery ranges from sparsely populated to high-rise buildings with neon lights flashing.

Du Heng lay on the car window, grabbed Tian Naitang's hand from time to time, pointed to the brightly lit office building and sighed: "Sister, look quickly! How much is the electricity bill for this night?"

Outside, they will drop the word "teacher" when addressing them.

Tian Naitang rubbed his chin: "Such a bright light bulb probably costs dozens of dollars."

"Pfft!" The driver couldn't hold back, and laughed, "Don't talk about ten thousand, tens of dollars is not enough for me to send you this trip."

"What!" Du Heng almost vomited blood, "It costs hundreds of thousands of electricity bills a night!" He sighed, "Big cities are really expensive."

……

Soon the taxi stopped at the entrance of a five-star hotel in Linhai City. After getting off, Chu Tian raised his foot and prepared to walk towards the revolving door. Tian Naitang and Du Heng were already walking towards the chain hotel across the street.

This is the ancestral quality of the Wanshan School that they have formed over the years, poverty.

Chu Tian called to stop them: "This time I live here."

Tian Naitang and Du Heng turned their heads, raised their heads in unison, looked at the towering hotel with bright lights, and couldn't react for a while.

"The expensive one?"

Chu Tian nodded, turned and entered the hotel, Tian Naitang and Du Heng quickly followed.

Chu Tian quickly opened the three rooms, swiped his card to enter the elevator, and handed the other two cards to Tian Naitang and Du Heng, but Tian Naitang refused to accept them.

Tian Naitang shook her head: "This is not Wanshan, I'm not familiar with the terrain, just in case..." She paused, "I'll share a room with you."

Tian Naitang spoke quite naturally, she took care of Chutian since childhood, in her eyes, Chutian was no different from her son.

"No, I'm right next door to you." Chu Tian said, "I have to go to Xiaoyao Peak tomorrow, so you all have a good rest tonight."

Hearing that it was next door, Tian Naitang didn't insist anymore. There was a real situation, at worst, she broke through the wall to save people.

When the elevator reached the 21st floor, Tian Naitang and Du Heng swiped their cards to enter the room. As soon as Chu Tian entered the room, he heard Du Heng sigh on the left: "What a big sea view room! The floor-to-ceiling windows are bigger than my room!"

After a while, Tian Naitang's voice came from the right again: "It's really a bed as soft as cotton! It's comfortable!"

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth curled up. After putting away his luggage, he didn't take a shower right away, and left the room with his card.

The second floor of the hotel is a leisure area, with many guests, security guards, and surveillance cameras. Chu Tian ordered a glass of ice water, turned on a laptop, and clicked on the web to search for a live broadcast platform.

The page was refreshed, and Chutian clicked on the top platforms one by one. In the world in the book, the most popular live broadcast is still the game.

Chu Tian randomly clicked on a hot live broadcast room, went in and listened for a few minutes, and then backed out.

Like the real world, the game is also a League of Legends fire.

Chu Tian has changed to another identity now, and his life starts from the beginning. He doesn't want to repeat the past life. He will make money to support the Wanshan faction, but he will not broadcast the League of Legends again.

Chu Tian thought for a moment and turned off the computer.After drinking the ice water, he got up and went upstairs.

Ding.

The elevator door opened, Chu Tian stepped out, and saw Du Heng standing at the door of his room.

Du Heng was about to knock on the door with the medicine in his hand, when he heard familiar footsteps, he turned around in surprise: "Sect Leader, have you gone out?"

Chu Tian swiped his card to open the door: "Go downstairs to breathe."

Du Heng immediately became nervous: "I'm not feeling well again? Hurry up, drink the medicine!" He urged Chu Tian to enter the house, babbling, "Everything is fine when you come out, but it's inconvenient for you to take the medicine. Warm up the medicine."

Chu Tian is a bit of a clean freak, inherited from his Virgo father, so he never touches the hot water bottle in the hotel, not even a five-star hotel.

"I'm sleepy, go back and rest." Chu Tian took the medicine and drove Du Heng away with justification.

After closing the door, Du Heng's instructions came from outside the door: "Hot soup works best, drink it while it's hot!"

Chu Tian responded, took the medicine into the bathroom, and poured it into the sink.

In the middle of the night, Chu Tian woke up from the cold.

He stretched out his hand from the quilt, grabbed the remote control of the air conditioner at the head of the bed, and was about to turn up the temperature, only to find that it was 28 degrees.

Chu Tian paused, not because the room temperature was low, but because his body temperature was low.

The cold air that had been dormant for several months was running wildly in his body at this moment, and Chu Tian's hands and feet, including his internal organs, seemed to be wrapped in ice, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He bowed his head and hugged his knees, huddled into a ball to keep warm as much as possible, and it was also the moment when he lowered his eyes, his peripheral vision swept across the floor-to-ceiling windows, and on the dim glass, a blurry figure crawling on the ceiling was reflected.

Right above Chu Tian's head!

Without hesitation, Chu Tian turned over and got off the bed. At the same time, the assassin moved. Almost instantly, the assassin had already grabbed Chu Tian's neck and said in ventriloquist, "Hand it over."

The assassin even hides his eyes in a black hood, like a ghost in the underworld.

Chutian's breathing became more and more rapid. Suddenly, all the cold air in his body poured into his palm. The pain was so painful that it felt like thousands of ice thorns were pricking his whole body. Chutian reacted immediately.

He raised his hand and pushed towards the assassin.

Click!

The assassin's hand bones shattered, and he was forced to let go of Chu Tian. He took a few steps back and slammed his back against the floor-to-ceiling window.

Whoa!

The place where the assassin hit broke into several pieces in an instant, and the assassin fell from the 21st floor and fell into the sea together.

"Ahem..." The cold air in Chu Tian's body disappeared, he barely stood up straight with his shoulders against the wall, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

His hand was numb and trembling, Chu Tian raised his hand and stared at it for a while, then tried to push out a palm.

Nothing happened.

The powerful force in Shicai's palm disappeared.

The sea breeze gushed into the room through the cracked floor-to-ceiling windows. Chu Tian took out a piece of paper and wiped the corners of his mouth before calling the front desk.

"The floor-to-ceiling window of Room 2102 is broken."

……

The next day, Linhai TV reported an accident in the morning news: "At two o'clock in the morning, the floor-to-ceiling windows of a five-star hotel in our city burst for no reason. The glass must be 3c certified tempered glass..."

……

At this time, Chutian and the others were on their way to find Xiaoyao Peak.

Xiaoyao Peak is hidden among the thousands of mountains in Linhai City, surrounded by fog all the year round, unless an acquaintance leads the way, you can't even find the entrance at the foot of the mountain.

For breakfast, Du Heng bought a bag of steamed buns with old noodles and 3 cups of soy milk, but Chu Tian ate pure meat stuffing in the steamed buns.

Du Heng was overjoyed, thinking that he had spent money on steamed buns to buy steamed buns, but he tore apart 5 steamed buns in a row, and they were all steamed buns.

Du Heng: "..."

He bit the steamed bun lamentingly, and stared at the meaty steamed bun in Chutian's hand: "Master, why are you looking for the Xiaoyao faction?"

Chu Tian gave the steamed buns to Du Heng and said concisely, "I have something to do."

Du Heng happily took it, and then asked: "But Linhai City is so big, where do we start looking?"

While speaking, Chu Tian stopped in his tracks.

Not far away, [law enforcement for the people, police for the public] is shining in the morning sun.

Chu Tian replied: "The police station."