Chapter 77 Heat Stroke

Li Jiandang seemed as if he had not heard anything, but remained stubborn, "Why, Wei Zhiqing, do you have someone you like? Is it Gu Chao?"

"Let go." Wei Lan shook her head weakly, her face turned pale and she felt dizzy, "You're hurting me!"

"Wei Zhiqing, you..." Li Jiandang clamped Wei Lan's shoulders with both hands. Before he could finish his words, he was punched in the face.

 “Can’t you hear, she asked you to let her go.”

The man's voice was cold and hoarse. Wei Lan wanted to see who it was, but his vision went dark, his body fell limp, and his whole body fell into darkness.

Li Jiandang covered his face and fell to the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the back of a man holding Wei Zhiqing and leaving.

That was a male educated youth from the educated youth area. He knew him. He was the one his sister liked and talked about him often at home.

Li Jiandang thought of Wei Lan's pale face just now and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Li Jiandang suddenly panicked. He picked up the bucket that the male educated youth had dropped and hurriedly followed him.

Wei Zhiqing must not let anything happen to him...

 If something really happened, he would be the first to be unable to forgive himself!

Recalling his impulsive attitude just now, Li Jiandang slapped himself in the face, scolding himself for not being a man because this incident hurt Wei Zhiqing.

“Lin Zhiqing, Yang Zhiqing, hurry up, help me!”

Fan Zhuo started calling for people as soon as he entered the hospital with Wei Lan in his arms.

It’s noon in the dog days of summer and no one can stay outside. At this time, both commune members and educated youth are resting. As soon as Fan Zhuo shouted, Lin Qing and Yang Yan came out immediately.

 Looking at him holding Wei Lan, both of them were startled, "What's going on?"

Fan Zhuan shook his head and carried the man to the room where the educated young women were staying. Jiang Lihua heard the noise and looked over, quickly pointing out Wei Lan's bed to him.

 Putting the person on the bed, Fan Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said without saying anything about Li Jiandang, "I just met Wei Zhiqing while fetching water. She must have suffered from heatstroke. Do you have some brown sugar to make for her?"

Fan Zhao also realized that he had broken into the female educated youth's house. His face turned red and he was a little embarrassed. He found an excuse to run away, "I, I haven't got the bucket back yet. You take care of Wei Educated Youth while I go find the bucket!"

 After saying that, he ran away in a hurry. As soon as Fan Zhuo left the yard, he bumped into Li Jiandang who was following him.

Fan Zhao took the bucket and put it into the courtyard. Fan Hao gave Li Jiandang a cold look and said, "I have something to say to the production team leader. Comrade, you can come too."

Li Jiandang knew he had done something wrong, so he followed Fan Zhuan honestly.

 In the house of female educated youth:

Lin Qing turned over Wei Lan's clothes on the bedside several times, "Where's the brown sugar? Where did Wei Lan put the brown sugar?"

Jiang Lihua stretched her neck on the side, trying to help but couldn't get in, "I saw Wei Lan locked in the box before!"

 “It’s in the locked box, where’s the key?”

Jiang Lihua shook her head, "The key is hidden by Wei Lan, I don't know where it is."

 She saw Wei Lan's eyes closed tightly on the bed, and his gorgeous face and lips were pale and frightening.

Jiang Lihua glanced at Yang Yan, who was fanning Wei Lan, "Yang Yan, what...what should we do? Nothing will really happen to Wei Lan, right?"

Yang Yan frowned, "It shouldn't be a big problem. Lihua, please get me a basin of cold water and I'll wipe her up."

Jiang Lihua nodded, turned around and went out to fetch water. As soon as she left the house, the male educated youth who were too embarrassed to enter the house gathered around her.

They just reacted and wanted to ask what happened, but Fan Zuo ran too fast and they didn't catch him.

“Jiang Zhiqing, what’s wrong? Who’s in trouble?”

 “Yes, yes, what’s going on?”

“No one is in trouble, it’s just Wei Zhiqing who seems to be suffering from heat stroke.” Jiang Lihua rolled her eyes, fetched water and walked back into the house.

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