Xia Zhihuai walked quickly to the front of the car, looked at Wanwan holding the car door, and poked her fingers gently on her forehead: "Put the car door on the side and don't hit yourself."

Wanwan put the car door on the grass beside her and looked back at Song Qingfeng: "Sister, I opened the door."

Song Qingfeng's soul finally returned. She nodded mumly, and then she remembered Fan Yulei who had been lying in the car without any reaction.

At the moment, she didn't care about the strangeness on Wanwan's body, Song Qingfeng stood beside the car that had been unloaded and pushed Fan Yulei, who was unconscious.

"Senior, wake up..."

"Senior——"

Song Qingfeng shouted several times, and Xia Zhihuai saw the face of the person in the car through the rear window, and his eyebrows frowned instantly.

"Wanwan, it's Fan Yulei."

Wanwan squeezed to Song Qingfeng and looked up at Fan Yulei who was sleeping without knowing the truth.

He looked at Song Qingfeng, who looked anxious again, and didn't know how to explain this situation.

Xia Zhihuai squatted down and said, "Has something happened to him?"

Wanwan blinked: "He has nothing to do, he just fell asleep."

"I'm sleeping so hard, right? I didn't react at all to the outside world."

Wanwan pulled his trouser legs, Xia Zhihuai squatted behind him, Wanwan leaned into his ear and said, "The female ghost left a mark on him, but it did not harm him, it would just mark his position. No matter where he hid, the ghost could find him."

Xia Zhihuai shivered suddenly: "This is too creepy."

It is more accurate than Beidou tracking and positioning equipment, so you may be attacked if you go to the toilet.

Wanwan nodded. Although she was not afraid of Guigui, this kind of mark was really annoying.

According to my brother, there is no privacy.

Xia Zhihuai quickly turned his thoughts back to the point: "How come he sleeps so hard?"

"I don't know." Wanwan blinked innocently.

She didn't know much about what was going on. Tao Fu could guarantee that he would not be hurt, and it was hard to say anything else.

Maybe it was because Fan Yulei believed in Tao Fu's ability too much, and was frightened before and stayed up all night, so when he fell asleep, he was particularly relaxed and heavy.

Xia Zhihuai's brow suddenly jumped: "Wanwan, do you think it's possible... it's because he's sick?"

Wanwan: "..."

"He seemed to have a high fever just now." Xia Zhihuai felt that his brain was really funny. After being exposed to metaphysical events for a long time, he thought about metaphysical issues. However, people may be really sick, weak, and fall into a coma with a high fever... It is also possible.

He lifted Wanwan from the spot, placed it on the open space behind him, and patted Song Qingfeng's arm: "You let me see."

Song Qingfeng said timidly: "Senior Fan looks in a bad situation, so I'll go to the director to ask for a mobile phone to call an ambulance."

Xia Zhihuai nodded: "Okay."

Song Qingfeng turned his head and went to find someone immediately. Xia Zhihuai put his finger on Fan Yulei's forehead and found that his body temperature was very high.

"high fever."

Wanwan put her hands behind her back and looked away with guilt: "It's not my fault, I'm still young, not a doctor."

She forgot that humans are actually very fragile.

Xia Zhihuai sighed softly: "It's not your problem, it's my fault."

Wanwan held her bottle in her arms, looked at the car door on the ground, and suddenly realized a very serious problem: "Brother, are we going to pay for it?"

The reason why I lost money was afraid that I would finally climb onto the back of her head.

Xia Zhihuai pulled Fan Yulei from the chair, squatted down slightly and pulled the other person onto his back, and laughed and cried after carrying the person on his back: "You finally remembered now? But this time you saved someone. If you want to repair the car door, I will compensate you. Don't worry about this."

Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, shook her short legs and followed Xia Zhihuai, watching him walk towards the entrance of the village with his elder brother on his back.

Looking as if he was a little struggling, Wanwan took out a powerful talisman from her pocket and slapped it on his thigh with a "splash".

Xia Zhihuai's waist was instantly strong, and the adult man carrying about a hundred pounds was like carrying a bag of beans on his back, walking as fast as he walked forward.

He rubbed Wanwan's head with one hand: "Thank you, Wanwan."

Wanwan squinted her eyes and smiled, took a sip of milk, and her cheeks were suddenly fluttering.

She is not shy.
Chapter completed!