Chapter 162 (1/2)

As she spoke, she put the cold towel on his hot forehead and kept changing it back and forth.

Zhong Shenghao said that as long as the fever can be cured, there is hope for everything.

On the contrary, the towel has been burned down for half an hour!

Zhong Sheng Hao's eyebrows are frowning. It's impossible to go on like this!

A basin of ice water soon had a temperature. Zuo Weiyi wanted to go downstairs to get the ice, but Zhong Shenghao stopped him.

”It doesn't work anymore. Don't go any more.”

”But...”

”Find a down jacket for your brother. I'll take him to the ice cellar in the backyard.”

As the situation is urgent, Zhong Shenghao has no choice but to lower his high fever in the ice cellar which is dozens of degrees below zero!

Smell speech, when warm and left only can't help but Zheng ran.

”To the ice cellar? But can a person with a fever stay in the middle and low temperature? ” When it's warm, I'm worried.

Although my brother's body is boiling hot, but the normal reaction of the human body is that the more hot, the more cold the body will feel.

”I can't help it. Fight it with poison.”

Zhong Shenghao said, and carefully picked up Shi Yuting on the bed and walked to the door of the room.

If there is only one death, he has no choice but to gamble!

(to be clear, this method of reducing fever is pure fiction. Don't take it seriously. Everything depends on the plot!)

Teng Tang Xi is sitting in the living room, a face angry, is no place to vent, suddenly heard the sound of footsteps from the stairs.

She looked up and saw Zhong Shenghao go downstairs with Shi Yu Ting on his back.