Chapter 154: Seven-Level Pagoda

Chapter 154: Seven-Level Pagoda

Bang!

The voice came out of the house suddenly. Linlin, who was standing by the door, looked back and her expression became panicked. She shouted and ran into the house.

Zhou Wang realized that something might have happened, and regardless of politeness, he followed into the house.

The small main room was not empty. It was crowded with old furniture everywhere, and the few windows were covered with old newspapers, making the room look even darker.

Near the back, in a room that was simply covered with a curtain, Zhou Wang saw Linlin kneeling on the ground and crying softly. In front of her was a woman lying on the ground.

Zhou Wang walked over quickly and saw that the woman lying on the ground was "Sister Xiaoyu", but she looked much more haggard than in her memory.

Zhou Wang didn't bother to look at her carefully at this time, and his expression quickly became solemn.

Because Sister Xiaoyu, who had her eyes closed tightly, was not only unconscious, her limbs were also twitching slightly, and some traces of foam could be seen at the corners of her mouth.

"Don't move!"

Zhou Wang quickly stopped Linlin who was subconsciously touching her body.

He took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Qingkui, briefly explaining the situation and asking her to call an ambulance quickly.

Zhou Wang then searched for emergency measures for "epileptic" attacks. After reading it quickly, he asked Linlin to find a clean towel while he squatted down to check on Sister Xiaoyu's condition.

Because she was sleeping, Sister Xiaoyu was obviously not wearing underwear, so Zhou Wang just carefully laid her body flat and turned her head to one side to prevent the secretions in her mouth from blocking her respiratory tract.

After Linlin brought the towel, she put the towel into her mouth, and the simple first aid measures were completed...

Looking at the girl next to him who was still sobbing helplessly, Zhou Wang touched her head and comforted her softly: "It's okay, epilepsy is not fatal, the doctor will be here soon..."

"But... but my mother has been in pain for several days... She, she has been in bed and can't get up..."

Linlin raised her head and stammered while crying.

How many days has it been?

Zhou Wang frowned slightly, it seemed that Sister Xiaoyu was not having a simple epileptic seizure...

...

Ten minutes later, the ambulance from the township hospital arrived. The emergency personnel carried Sister Xiaoyu into the car, and Linlin followed suit.

Just before closing the rear door, tearful Linlin glanced at Zhou Wang subconsciously.

"Go ahead, don't worry, someone will help you."

Zhou Wang said with certainty.

The girl pursed her lips and nodded. As the door closed and the ambulance drove away, Zhou Wang thought for a while, took out his cell phone and made a call to Zhao Shusheng.

He couldn't do anything but do nothing, but there was no need to do everything himself.

The so-called connections can come into play at this time...

Zhao Shusheng on the other end of the phone was surprised when he heard Zhou Wang explain the situation and immediately said: "No problem, brother, don't worry, things in this area are very complete now, I will inform the women's association in the town, and I will also I'll find someone to follow up and I'll tell you what happens next."

With Zhao Shusheng's promise, all Zhou Wang could do was accomplished.

Turning around, he saw Jiang Qingkui looking at him strangely. Zhou Wang couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?"

"I just have an indescribable feeling... I heard from the emergency doctor just now that the woman's symptoms are very serious. If you hadn't arrived in time and handled it properly, her life might have been in danger."

Jiang Qingkui smiled faintly, "From what I heard, I feel like Mr. Zhou, you are like the protagonist of the novel. You were just passing by, but you prevented a possible tragedy."

After Jiang Qingkui said this, Zhou Wang remembered the throbbing in his heart before.

After he was stunned for a moment, he immediately realized that this might also be the mysterious [Divine Luck Halo] at work.

Is the so-called "divine vision" just this kind of premonition?

Zhou Wang shook his head and didn't hesitate. No matter what, it was a good thing to save someone's life...

Zhou Wang took a few steps first, but turned around to see Jiang Qingkui still in a daze. He wondered again, "What's wrong?"

"That girl is pretty pretty too..."

"so?"

"It's a bit emotional, it's already 2024, it's hard to imagine that there are still people living in such a dilapidated place."

Jiang Qingkui turned her head and glanced at the low house behind her, sighing softly.

Lao Ji was one of his friends who often played together in high school. His relationship was not as strong as that of Yang Hao and Liu Zixi, but he still got along well. He was also a member of the six-group chat group.

Normally, Zhou Wang wouldn't mind going out with Lao Ji, but forget it tonight. Zhou Wang, whose mentality has changed a lot, just wants to spend time with his parents at home.

Anyway, Lao Ji said that he will also participate in the back-to-school activities tomorrow and is not in a hurry.

It's just that this is so stupid, even Zhou Wang refused, and he had to take a few photos of "sisters" to force him to come to Cholera Zhou Wang's heart.

Moreover, the quality of the girls in the photos was actually quite good. Zhou Wang could also identify one of them as one of the so-called "super beauties" that the boys often talked about privately when they were in high school.

Perhaps because he was still very energetic, Zhou Wang had a rare insomnia that night. He opened a certain music channel that he had not logged in for a while and browsed for a while, and unexpectedly saw the live broadcast of Hua Sui Sui Sui.

She was wearing pajamas, and although she was wrapped tightly, in the eyes of Zhou Wang, who was "full of blood" at this time, he always felt that the lines of her body were very moving...

I want to peel it off.

After watching it for a while, Zhou Wang couldn't help but think of all kinds of evil scenes in his mind. He felt that this was not an option, so he brushed "Carnival" on Hua Sui Sui Sui, and Zhou Wang disappeared from the live broadcast room.

He found a commentary on a horror movie and watched it for another half an hour. It was not until nearly three o'clock that Zhou Wang, who gradually regained his composure, fell asleep in a daze.

...

Under the deserted lights of the small town, I was in a room on the third floor of a townhouse in another community across the street.

Jiang Qingkui, whose long hair was scattered, also suffered from insomnia.

When she first returned to China, her work and rest routine was indeed disrupted for a while, but she has adjusted back recently, and there are very few times when she can't sleep like this in the middle of the night.

But tonight, for some reason, Jiang Qingkui was tossing and turning, feeling a little restless. As soon as she closed her eyes, all kinds of messy pictures would appear in her mind.

After struggling for a while, Jiang Qingkui sighed, turned on the bedside lamp, and sat up from the large white bed with simple patterns.

As the quilt slipped off, a large piece of her snow-white and slender body was exposed without any obstruction.

Yes, she has the habit of sleeping on fruit.

Just like deep down in her heart, she longed for a state of not being restrained.

Jiang Qingkui, who was in a daze for a while, feeling that she was still sleepy, knew that she could not go on like this and had to use some means.

Her room is on the third floor, and her parents are on the second floor. This environment is also very suitable. After all, her first ceremony of opening the door to the new world was also completed here...

After thinking about it, a hint of blush appeared on Jiang Qingkui's pretty face, making her cold temperament become more charming.

After finding her mobile phone and Bluetooth headset, Jiang Qingkui opened the proxy software with a familiarity. After a while, she logged into her own Twitter account, found several bloggers she had followed, and started browsing their new works.

She was more picky than boys when looking for new movies. Fortunately, she spent several years carefully selecting these bloggers. It didn't take long for Jiang Qingkui to find a work that satisfied her.

Lying on the soft big bed, the quilt was lifted, and Jiang Qingkui was immersed in her own audio and video world.

I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Qingkui frowned slightly. After pulling out a tissue and wiping her fingers, she took off her headphones, her expression a little confused and confused.

I feel so weak today...

What's going on?

The actor is obviously pretty, the type she would like, the shots are beautiful, and the close-ups are sincere, but... there's just something missing.

If she keeps going at this rate, she won't be able to sleep tonight.

Jiang Qingkui was staring at the ceiling in a daze, and a picture popped up in his mind, which came from Zhou Wang in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz Big G...

What am I doing?

Jiang Qingkui was startled by her sudden thought and quickly shook her head vigorously.

But the strange picture in her mind kept jumping over and over again, and a faint voice seemed to appear in her heart, and that voice kept telling her...

You haven't tried it yet, how do you know it doesn't work?

After Jiang Qingkui hesitated for a while, she slowly closed her eyes.

There is no need to watch the movie anymore, just relying on pure imagination, Jiang Qingkui walked into another new world with some timidity.

The long and dense eyelashes are blinking.

Jiang Qingkui, who was wandering in that world, was submissive at first, but after just a few minutes, Jiang Qingkui, overwhelmed by the strong feeling, gave up on deceiving herself and began to completely immerse herself in it.

She bit her lip, going from resisting to being unable to extricate herself...

"Zhou Wang, you are a pervert!"

With a bit of resentment, a bit of hoarseness, and some indescribable softness, Jiang Qingkui's venting curses slowly floated in the room.