"anyone there?"

"Where have all the people died?"

"Should-"

"boom!"

Zhou Mingbao's voice stopped suddenly.

He still maintained the posture of throwing the pillow before, but his whole body was stiff.

Just now, just now, a bolt of lightning struck the pillow he threw on the ground.

The flying feathers are still floating in the air.

His eyes grew wider and wider.

what happened?

Okay, how could this lightning hit the house?

"Gulu~"

He swallowed hard and slowly straightened up.

"Ha ha."

He twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed twice.

"Coincidence, right?"

Has he been on bad luck lately?

"What a bad luck."

"Why do all these bad things happen to me?"

"Struck by lightning?"

"That damn Wang Shuo deserves to be struck by lightning!"

"Bang~"

Another thunder struck into the house.

landed beside his bed.

There was a scorched black patch on the ground.

Zhou Mingbao felt as if his throat was being pinched, and his face became ugly.

"What's the meaning?"

His facial features were twisted, "It's not over yet, is it?"

"Why should you hit me with lightning?"

"The person who deserves to be struck by lightning is obviously the guy who broke my leg!"

"boom!"

This thunder is closer to Zhou Mingbao.

He almost felt like he smelled something burning.

It's not the smell of burnt pillows that was in the air before.

It's a different burning smell.

His eyes rolled slightly.

I patted slowly and felt a dull pain on my cheek.

He slowly reached out and touched his cheek.

The smooth touch told him that the injury he thought had not happened.

The so-called pain is just his illusion.

He's fine.

Unscathed.

Zhou Mingbao breathed a sigh of relief slowly.

Scared, scared him to death.

He had just broken his leg and was struck by lightning again...

If it weren't for the fact that humans couldn't control the thunder, he really doubted who was deliberately hitting him with thunder to retaliate against him.

He picked up the bowl on the bedside table and threw it out, "Damn it!"

"Even for God's sake-"

"Bang~"

"Crackling~"

The porcelain bowl fell into pieces, and a small piece of broken porcelain scratched his cheek.

He didn't dare to move.

too close.

It was as if the thunder just now was right in front of his eyes.

He almost thought he was going to be struck by lightning.

The power of thunder frightened him.

Zhou Mingbao's face turned pale, and there was a roar in his ears.

His eyes were blank and unfocused.

He didn't even hear the door open.

…

"weekly?"

The old lady put down the water bottle, and then she became somewhat aware of the strange atmosphere in the room.

She couldn't help but look at her son on the hospital bed strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Why is it so quiet?"

After my son was injured and hospitalized, he always liked to make a lot of noises because of the pain in his legs and the dissatisfaction in his heart.

There is rarely quiet time in the ward.

Fortunately they live in a single ward.

The sound insulation effect of the single room is also acceptable.

Even so, she and her father were visited several times by doctors and nurses in the hospital.
Chapter completed!