Chapter 1024 Fire Down

Chang Haixin was relieved when he heard his voice. Naturally, he was not struggling to resist. The delicate body leaned against the open arms and said softly, "You are really bold!"

Zhang Daguanren laughed and said, "This is called a bold man!"

Suddenly scratched outside... A flash of lightning lit up the room as bright as day, and then a thunder shook out of the window. Chang Haixin shouted, turned around and threw himself into his open arms and hugged his body tightly.

It was windy outside, and the soybean-sized raindrops knocked on the glass window in a hurry. Chang Haixin whispered, "What a heavy wind and rain."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "No matter how big the wind and rain is, don't be afraid. I'm here, and I will always be a harbor you can rely on." He stretched out his arms to hook Chang Haixin's knee, picked her up horizontally, and walked to the next lounge.

The spring rain came endlessly. The next day, Mr. Zhang had to get up from the gentle countryside before dawn and returned to his office in the wind and rain. There was nothing he could do. Only with the cover of the night was safe. In case people see the municipal party committee [book] sneak into the office of the municipal party committee [book] late at This is a lively thing.

This one took a hot bath and went to bed. There are still nearly four hours before going to work,

It's just the right time to make good use of this period.

This sleep was dark. In his dream, Zhang Daguan seemed to be thrown naked in the empty desert. The hot sun was exposed to the sun, as if all the water in his body had evaporated out. He was eager to drink water, but his whole body was soft and powerless, and he could not walk one step. He lay down. In the desert, he expected someone to pass by. After a while, he saw a group of familiar figures, including Xu Changde, Xu Jiayong and Zhao Guosang. They either despised or looked at him coldly. Everyone held water in their hands, but refused to hand him a bottle.

Mr. Zhang felt that he was going to die of thirst. In a trance, he seemed to be lying in a rickety boat again. His body swayed with the waves, and a voice was heard in the haze, "Zhang [Book], wake up, wake up!"

It was not easy for Zhang to open his heavy eyelids. Only then did he realize that he was dreaming just now, but the feeling of hunger and thirst still existed. He saw Fu Changzheng standing by the bed and looked at him with concern: "Zhang [Shu]!"

"Water" Zhang Yang scared himself a lot. His voice was hoarse and low. Why did he wake up into a broken gong's voice? Only then did Zhang Yang feel sore and weak all over. Unexpectedly, he, who had always been as strong as an ox, was sick.

Fu Changzheng obviously saw that Zhang Yang's situation was wrong. He quickly poured him a glass of water. Zhang Yang drank the water in the teacup clean and said weakly, "I seem to have a fever."

Fu Changzheng said, "Zhang [Shu], did you get caught in the rain last night?"

Zhang Yang nodded, and then coughed twice.

Fu Changzheng said, "I'll call Xiao Zhou over and take you to the hospital."

Zhang Yang shook his head: "No, I'll just have a rest. Yes, find me a thermometer."

Fu Changzheng went to find the thermometer. Zhang Daguan touched his pulse. The pulse was quite strange, sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, sometimes like a flood, surging and powerful, sometimes as small

The stream is silent. Zhang Daguanren has been used to seeing all kinds of strange veins in his two generations, but it is the first time he has seen it as strange as himself. He thought carefully about what happened last night, except for the third spring breeze with Chang Haixin last night, it was raining. I sneak back to my office, but with my physical fitness, there will be no problem at all. How can I get sick? And the illness was so serious that the more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more confused he became. Fu Changzheng sent him a thermometer. He asked Fu Changzheng to keep it a secret and don't reveal about his illness.

After taking the temperature, it actually burned to 39.5c. Fu Changzheng exclaimed, "Zhang [Book], it's a high fever. You can't help but have such a fever. We have to go to the hospital quickly."

Zhang Yang said, "I'm fine. Then find me a thermometer!"

"Uh..."

When Zhang Guanren saw Fu Changzheng's surprised expression, he realized that the thermometer was in his hand. At this time, his mind was confused, and he was probably confused. Zhang Yang smiled,

He insisted on getting out of bed, and his feet were on the ground, like stepping on cotton wool. He was soft and couldn't make any strength. He knew that he was seriously ill this time.

When Fu Changzheng saw him walking, he hurried forward to help him. Zhang Yang waved his hand to say no. First, he went to the bathroom to wash up, then came to his desk and sat down, took out a pen and paper, wrote a prescription and gave it to Fu Changzheng, and asked him to grab the medicine for himself, decocting

Fu Changzheng still suggested that he go to the hospital, but Zhang Yang insisted on not going, and Fu Changzheng had no choice but to give up.

After Fu Changzheng left, Zhang Yang closed his eyes to refresh himself and tried to lift his breath from Dantian to dispel the internal heat, but with a little effort, he felt that Dantian was like a knife cutting, which made him miserable. Zhang Guanren could only give up, take up the teacup and drink it. Tea, thinking about the outline recorded in the Dajue, calmed down and thought about it. Combined with the content of the Mahayana Jue, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that he had reached the threshold of breakthrough. The practice of Mahayana Jue was also divided into multiple stages. The practice of Mahayana Jue is different from ordinary skills, and the breakthrough of each realm is also Yang has unconsciously cultivated to the five-fold realm. With the improvement of the realm, the breakthrough has become more and more difficult. Every breakthrough is like breaking the cocoon into a butterfly, but the butterfly that has just broken the cocoon is the weakest. Zhang Daguan is the same. This breakthrough is like a serious illness. With his ability, he could have passed Broken, but it just so happened that he was caught in the night rain after lust last night, and he got seriously ill.

The mobile phone on the table rang, and Zhang Yang saw that it was Chang Haixin's phone. After he connected it, he coughed before he could speak.

Chang Haixin's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you sick?"

Zhang Yang said, "I'm not sick, cough... I just have a cough..."

When Chang Haixin heard this hoarse voice, he hardly believed that this was Zhang Yang, and immediately said, "I'm going to see you!"

Before Zhang Guanren said it, he had already hung up the phone, and he had no choice but to shake his head.

Not long after the phone was put down, the door was gently knocked, and Fu Changzheng came in again. He gave the prescription to Zhou Shanhu. He could take care of Zhang Yang, and help him deal with work. Fu Changzheng said, "Zhang [Book], Minister Wang is here. Do you see him?"

Zhang Yang said, "See, of course, see... cough..."

Fu Changzheng sighed and said, "I think you might as well have a rest."

Zhang Yang waved his hand to let Wang Junqiang in.

Wang Junqiang came in and saw Zhang Yang's appearance. He immediately knew that he was ill. Wang Junqiang had not studied medicine, but Zhang Yang's sick face was written on his face this time. His face was pale, his eyes were red, his nose was a little red, and his lips were dry. Compared with yesterday's refreshment, he obviously Wang Junqiang held a newspaper in his hand. He didn't care about what to say. He said with concern, "Zhang [Book], what's wrong with you?"

Zhang's voice is like a male duck now: "Well... I got caught in the rain last night and caught a little cold... sneed." The man quickly pulled out a tissue to cover his nose.

Wang Junqiang said, "Have you seen it in the hospital?,...

Zhang Yang nodded, feeling dizzy, his nose was itchy, and his eyes always wanted to shed tears. He wiped his nose and said, "What's the matter with me?"

Wang Junqiang handed him the newspaper in his hand. This is a "Beigang Daily" published today. The home page is about the fire in Binhai last night. What annoyed Zhang Daguan was that the report directly pointed out that the fire in Binhai was caused by the fireworks party and unfavorable protective measures. The article also When it comes to the fire in Fulong Port at the beginning of this year, it seems to equate the nature of the two. Finally, the source of the fireworks is clear, saying that these fireworks are all smuggled confiscated goods obtained by Zhang Yang's relationship, and there is no quality assurance at all. Zhang Yang didn't look at it. He couldn't help but be furious. He threw the newspaper on the table fiercely. Just as he was about to speak, his nose itched again. He turned his head and sneezed three times in a row. Then he felt a little more comfortable. He breathed and said, "Beigang Daily is the official newspaper Carrying such irresponsible reports?

Wang Junqiang said, "It's not only the Beigang Daily, but also the Evening News and the Morning News. I think the media in Beigang are unified this time. Jing, we are in trouble now. The people feel that it was our fireworks party that caused the fire.

Zhang Yang said angrily, "The results have not been investigated yet. Why did they publish such a [word] theory? It's simply slander. I'm going to Huang Bucheng." When it came to the excitement, I sneezed a few times in a row.

Wang Junqiang said, "Zhang [Book], don't be angry. It's important to recuperate. I'll go first. We must inform our Binhai media. We can't follow others and talk nonsense.

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Go ahead. I'll deal with the above things."

As soon as Wang Junqiang left, Chang Haixin rushed over. Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, she couldn't help but worry. She pulled up Zhang Yang to take him to the hospital. Zhang Daguan laughed and said, "Don't pull it. This is the office. Do you think there is a better sneer doctor in the world than me

Chang Haixin said, "I know that you are good at medical skills, but doctors can't treat themselves. You must not take it lightly." She reached out and touched Zhang Yang's forehead and said in a shocked voice, "It's so hot, Zhang Yang, listen to me, go to the hospital quickly and get an injection to the fever-rection needle.,...

Zhang Yang said, "How can there be a fever-repulsive needle? You go to the refrigerator. Fu Changzheng just helped me freeze the ice cubes and put them in the bag. I'll apply it.

Chang Haixin shook his head helplessly, went to the refrigerator to take ice cubes, put them in a bag and wrapped them in a towel and put them on his forehead.