President Qiao Yanxiang waved her hand at Song Yuan in embarrassment, signed the investment contract, and wrapped it in a kraft paper bag from her survival backpack. She took out some of the remaining energy coupons and handed it all over to Lu Lecheng.

Next, the company's production department and procurement department general manager, also worked part-time: Lu Lecheng's personal bodyguard, came over to say hello to Qiao Lingxiang.

They called out to President Qiao, President Qiao, and called Qiao Lingxiang all over.

Everyone seemed to be talking in Qiao Lingxiang's ear. Her reaction was a little slower and slower. Then, her head tilted and her feet became softer, and she felt like she was in a state of paralysis.

"Ayaka!"

Cen Yi's eyes were clear and his hands were quick, and he caught Qiao Lingxiang's limp body, closed his eyebrows, and reached out to Qiao Lingxiang's forehead.

She had a fever again.

Everyone was in a mess. Cen Yi carried Qiao Lingxiang to his off-road vehicle. He turned around and was about to explain to Zhao Long, but Zhao Long had already pressed the headset and asked Mu Wenbin to get some disfigured bodyguards from Wen Yuansi to come.

Now there is no need to give Cen Yi's special instructions. As long as someone has a fever, he will send both the human and the energy crystal to the direction where Qiao Lingxiang is.

On the off-road vehicle that had been cleaned up by Qiao Lingxiang, Qiao Lingxiang looked at Cen Yi who was so close to her, and said apologetically:

"Brother Cen Yi, I'm causing you trouble again."

Her reaction was obvious. She must have been infected with the mutated virus again, and I don’t know which generation it was.

"Where, why do you mean causing trouble?"

Cen Yi put Qiao Lingxiang in the passenger seat of the car. He stood outside the car, took off his coat, bent down, took his coat in his hand, entered the car, and covered Qiao Lingxiang's body.

Looking at the girl's face again, Cen supported Qiao Lingxiang's head with one hand, stretched out the other hand, touched her head, and asked with a frown:

"How did you get hurt this time? What dangers are you in? I don't know?"

Qiao Lingxiang pursed her lips and wanted to shake her head. She didn't dare to say that she only touched the flower he gave her, for fear that Cen Yi would take it out and destroy it.

But she found that she couldn't even shake her head now, and she couldn't move her whole body.

So the thorns of that flower have mutant viruses!

Although the mutant virus also caused her a high fever, it did not give her a severe vertigo like the last time, but it only made her fall into a state of paralysis.

She felt that it was necessary to remind Cen Yi, so she moved her mouth and said:

"Brother Cen Yi, the algebraic update of this constantly mutated virus is getting more and more powerful. I can't move even if I move, and I can't move at all."

"Then isn't this very dangerous?"

Cen Yi turned around, squeezed Qiao Lingxiang, sat on the edge of the passenger seat, looked at her, and said:

"If someone is infected with this algebraic mutant virus in the end of the world, he cannot move even if he moves, wouldn't he let others do whatever they want?"

"Well, it's also a weapon for plotters."

Qiao Lingxiang spoke with a big tongue, leaning against the passenger seat, trying to laugh, but she felt her face numb. She didn't know if she had laughed, and said with her big tongue:

"Brother Cen Yi, don't touch the flower you gave me."

After saying that, she refused to speak anymore because her entire facial muscles had a chain paralysis reaction, and the words she said became increasingly unclear and it became increasingly difficult to speak.

The night became thicker little by little, and Qiao Lingxiang's weight slowly disappeared little by little. She was numb all over and sat in the passenger seat without any ability to resist. Behind her was Lu Zhengqing, who was also unknown to the people.

Cen Yi squeezed Qiao Lingxiang, also sat in the passenger seat, and looked at Qiao Lingxiang beside him.

She closed her eyes slightly, breathed lightly, and her cheeks became thinner.

The moonlight passed through the car window and fell on her fair face. The fashion black armor on her body emitted a bright glimmer of light in the moonlight.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange. Cen Yi reached out and gently scraped Qiao Lingxiang's nose with a finger, and whispered:

"sorry."

It's his fault that I've always hurt her recently.

"Come here, come here..."

In a strange atmosphere, Zhao Long turned a disfigured bodyguard with a black hood on his head. The bodyguard was tied with his hands on his back, and the headguard on his head was deliberately added to the bodyguard by Mu Wenbin and the others.

The purpose is to make this bodyguard completely confused about what was about to happen to him and to keep Qiao Lingxiang's secret to the greatest extent.

Cen Yi sat in the passenger seat with the car door open without saying a word, reached out, picked up Qiao Lingxiang's hand, and pressed it against the bodyguard's neck that was constantly struggling.

Fortunately, although Qiao Lingxiang is numb and can't even move at all, she can still absorb energy.

However, the mutant virus she is infected with now does not consume much physical energy, and it is about 1 kilogram of fat every half hour. According to her absorption ability after discount, it is equivalent to absorbing 2 kilograms of fat from the bodyguard every half hour.

Then, in just one night, ten hours passed, and Qiao Lingxiang's body slowly recovered her consciousness.

If this is the case, Qiao Lingxiang felt that this only means that the little flower that Cen Yi gave her was not fatal after being touched by someone.

She tilted her head and looked at Cen Yi who was standing outside the car door and guarding her for one night. She stretched out her hand. She wanted to pull the corner of his clothes, but her arm reached mid-air and fell down.

Cen Yi seemed to have eyes on his back, and a golden needle was spread out all over the sky, nailing all the zombie mice that Fan You led to to the ground. He turned around and looked at Qiao Lingxiang in the passenger seat and asked:

"woke up?"

"Um."

Qiao Lingxiang nodded, feeling not dizzy or blushing, but she was a little extra refreshed.

It was like a person with a fever, cold and a blocked nose suddenly had his seven orifices connected.

He looked at Cen Yi again. He was bent down, holding his hands beside the car door, and looking at her carefully.

He reached out, and didn't know how many times he touched her forehead and said:

"Fortunately, the high fever has not recurred."

Last night, Qiao Lingxiang had a fever until midnight. After absorbing 20 kilograms of fat from a disfigured bodyguard, her high fever slowly subsided. In the end, she felt nothing except that she could not move.

So I just slept in the passenger seat.

Seeing Cen Yi sitting in and squeezing in the passenger seat with her again, Qiao Lingxiang pointed to the scarlet flower under the car window in front and said:
Chapter completed!