"What is that?" Wang Ling stood in the rain and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing the red light spread rapidly and then a faint red color spread out. If the light was good, he would definitely be able to find that the rain turned red again.

Crack, a sudden lightning flashed in the air, as if a dragon fell from the sky, passing by Wang Ling's yard, illuminating the night sky.

"Damn!" Wang Ling trembled all over, turned his head and rushed back into the room like a gust of wind.

"Damn it, isn't it just a gesture? As for striking it with lightning!" Wang Ling picked up the umbrella on the ground and ran back to the room.

Wang Ling, who returned to the house, changed his clothes, wiped his hair dry, and lay back on the bed but couldn't sleep.

The red rain, the red little bugs, the weird moths as big as a palm, the two-foot-long monsters, the red aperture in the sky, and the clips floated past his eyes like movies, even if he closed his eyes.

After turning off the light, he was in a daze until the middle of the night. Wang Ling suddenly felt unbearable and his body became hot. He got up and poured a glass of water, and after drinking it, he still felt thirsty and hot. Then he got another glass. After drinking a thermos bottle of water one after another, this kind of pain not only did not decrease, but became more and more serious. Not only that, Wang Ling found that his body was so hot that it was scary. His internal organs were like they were on fire, and even felt burning when he exhaled.

"What's wrong with me?" I hurriedly found out my thermometer and inserted it into my armpits.

40.5℃!

He looked at the temperature displayed on the thermometer in surprise.

"High fever, it's still so high!" Wang Ling's condition at this high body temperature was a bit contrary to normalcy. Of course, he was not in the mood to pay attention to this point.

In a hurry, Wang Ling immediately rummaged through the boxes and found all the medicines he could find. He selected several medicines that could reduce fever and swallowed them all into his stomach.

If he looked in the mirror at this time, he would find that his face was frighteningly red, like something's butt. Not only that, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, as if he had been left in the Buddha for several days and nights.

After taking the antipyretic medicine, Wang Ling felt that the burning heat in his body did not fade away at all, but became more and more intense. The original spark gradually became a prairie fire. What's even more strange is that at this time he felt very excited and even developed a desire to kill bloodthirsty.

A person with a fever of 40.5℃ is not only not drowsy, but is very excited. This is abnormal and very abnormal.

Wang Ling, who found something was wrong with him, rushed into the bathroom, turned away the water-cooled head, and inserted his head under the faucet. The cold running water kept washing his head.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Ling felt that the heat in his body seemed to begin to retreat, but his abdomen was overturning. It was like a live fish swelling inside, something kept surging upwards and rushing. Wow, a large pool of dark green things spewed out of his mouth, which was extremely fishy.

"What are these!"

Wow!

After experiencing vomiting and diarrhea, Wang Ling finally couldn't stand the toss and struggles. He crawled back to the bed, and his whole body was still hot and sore at the same time, as if he was beaten up by someone. Every muscle hurts, and even the bones and tendons feel pain.

"What's wrong with me?"

He picked up his phone and wanted to dial 120, but remembered his meager income and savings that were better than nothing, so he put down his phone.

"Hold on, hold on, and you'll get better soon!"

He just lay on the bed, enduring his physical discomfort, tossing and turning, not knowing when he would go to bed.

The next morning, the rain outside the window was still drizzling, but it was no longer red, and the clouds in the sky were still dense, with no signs of dissipation.

Wang Ling, who was lying on the bed, looked like a dead pig, had a pale face, his eyes were dull, and he had no strength on his body, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

"Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, you are really amazing..." The phone on the bedside table kept buzzing.

"Hey!" Wang Ling was in a state of strength. At this time, he felt that he didn't even have the strength to pick up his phone. The tossing last night made him feel like he was seriously ill and had no strength at all.

"Lingzi, Master is angry again. I told her that you are uncomfortable today and are having some trouble. She said that if you don't show up within an hour, you will never use it again. It's probably menopause syndrome. If you are fine, come quickly!" The call was Wang Ling's colleague, He Ruozhou, a pretty enthusiastic guy.

"Grass!" After hearing this, Wang Ling was full of anger. He really wanted to call the girl who looked constipated every day and scold her fiercely, but he couldn't. Although the salary of this job was not much, he had to find it with all his efforts. He also had to rent a house and find a girlfriend. If he lived in this city, the drop in the bucket had already made him difficult. Losing his job would make his current life worse.

Without a background, you won’t know how to do things. Sometimes Wang Ling feels that he lives so cowardly and doesn’t look like a man at all!

He resisted the discomfort, got up and put on clothes and washed the brush. The cold water stimulated his nerves and made him feel much better. After eating something, he left the house and rushed towards the company. He did not find any information. Under the osmanthus tree, the corpse of the strange insect that he had beaten to death last night was nowhere to be found. Only a pool of faint blood stains on the ground that had not been washed away by the rain proved that what had happened there.

It was creaking, and the old bus was driving slowly on the road, falling on the window with a drizzle. Wang Ling, who was weak all over, leaned against the window. Since it was no longer the peak hours of work, there were not many people on the bus.

Hiss! A middle-aged man wearing glasses sitting in front of Wang Lingzuo has been scratching his arms since he got in the car. I don’t know what strange disease he had. It seemed that he was extremely itchy, and he had even scratched his skin and was still scratching his blood.

Cough cough cough, a man in his fifties sitting on the left was coughing constantly, and he could cough out his lungs with a little force.

Pulala, at this moment, a strange green insect as big as a sparrow flew over the car window.

"What, such a big bug!" Wang Ling, who was originally very weak, sat up suddenly and looked at the flying monster in surprise. He couldn't help but press his right hand against the car window. With a crisp click, cracks suddenly appeared in the car window, and the like of a spider web spread, and it would break in the next moment. Wang Ling was so scared that he hurriedly took his hand away.

"Why is this glass so crisp?"

"It's so itchy!"

The man in front of the left directly rolled up his sleeves, his skin had been scratched, revealing the flesh and blood inside. The blood dripped down his elbow onto the car board, but he felt no pain. He continued to scratch, and Wang Ling caught the air conditioner and glanced outside the car, which happened to be the door of the company where he worked.

"get off!"
Chapter completed!