Chapter 843 Storm 1

Feng Qingxue was still worried after Jiang Xiaoyue said that.

She was worried about her family, friends, and all the innocent people who were destroyed by the storm. Even if she lived in this era, she didn't want to see such a horrible scene, but she knew that she could do nothing about what was about to happen.

The more she looked up some information and articles about the decade, the more frightened she became.

It was too horrible, it was simply beyond imagination.

She couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well, her mind was full of random thoughts, and half of her face was swollen.

"Qingxue, what's wrong with you? Are you getting angry?" Lu Jiang touched her face, and when he heard her cry of pain, he quickly retracted his hand, with a worried look on his face, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Xibao and Fubao were both lying on the kang, blinking their big eyes.

"Mom!" Fubao poked her cheek with her thin fingers, "Not beautiful anymore."

"It's okay, Fubao will continue to be beautiful." Touching her small and delicate face, with the rapid improvement of her language expression ability, the little girl became more and more vain and lustful, even more than Xibao. Feng Qingxue said, then turned to Lu Jiang and said, "Have you forgotten that I am a doctor? Which hospital should I go to? My medical skills are no worse than those of ordinary doctors now."

The study during this time was not wasted, she can perform some minor operations independently.

Lu Jiang's eyes were full of distress, "What are you thinking about recently? Tell me, maybe I can help you solve it."

"It can't be solved." The general trend is that unless a god can turn the tide, but are there gods in the world? No.

"Tell me." Lu Jiang was worried that if this continued, his wife's body would not be able to bear it. Thanks to the supplies in her space, the family's meals have always been very good, but she continued to lose weight at a visible speed.

If a gust of wind came, she would be swept away

Just as he thought of this, a strong wind blew outside, making a loud noise.

Fubao turned over and sat up, opened his arms and rushed to Lu Jiang, "Dad, it's windy, Fubao wants a hug!"

Xibao's eyes were burning, she got off the kang, put on her slippers, and lay down by the door to look out through a gap in the cotton curtain. She immediately ate a mouthful of sand and soil, and quickly pressed the door curtain to spit it out.

"You have seen it since you were a child, you know what the situation is outside, you have to look outside, you deserve to eat a mouthful of sand!" Lu Jiang hugged his daughter, with a face full of gloating.

Xibao turned around and rushed to Lu Jiang, "Go, beat! Beat the bad guy!"

Fubao laughed, "Dad, brother wants to beat you, brother is bad!"

When he was almost in front of Lu Jiang, Xibao turned and rushed to Qingxue, "Mom, hug me, Dad doesn't like me!"

Feng Qingxue's worries about the future were diluted by her children's performance. She hugged the coquettish Xibao, "Okay, okay, mom hug my good son, mom likes Xibao the most."

Fubao was not happy, leaned forward, and stretched out his hands to Feng Qingxue, "Mom, hug me, hug me!"

"Is it not good for dad to hug you?" Lu Jiang was very hurt.

"I want mom to hug you, mom smells good!" Fubao was also very opinionated.

So, the two children snuggled in Feng Qingxue's arms, you pushed me, I pushed you, and neither of them was willing to withdraw.

"I'm the brother!" Xibao said loudly.

Fubao was not humble at all, and said tenderly and aggrievedly: "I'm the sister! Brother, brother, brother..."