() The heavy snowfall, which had been going on and off for several days, finally stopped completely, but when the snow stopped, the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow followed.

Inside the barbecue restaurant.

Xia Feng still had a cup of freshly brewed health tea on his desk, and the turtle turtle pushed open the door and ran in from outside, his little face flushed with cold.

"It's so cold, my fingers are numb."

Running to the Xia Feng table, the turtle directly picked up the hot teacup and took a sip.

"Ahh It's hot! Phew. ”

Xia Feng looked away from the newspaper and sighed helplessly.

"I said it would be very cold outside after the snow stopped, and you ran out to build a snowman with Ergou."

At this time, the door was piled open again, and Ifrit, with a frozen red nose, rushed in.

"Si~ha~ has frozen to death!"

Rushing to Xia Feng's desk, Ifrit picked up the hot teacup that Turtle had just put down, and drank it for a while, it seemed that she was not afraid of the heat.

.....

The weekend had passed, but Xia Feng still had no plans to return to the Royal Academy, and he still had some business to attend to.

He didn't go back, and Turtle and Ifrit didn't want to go back like a fart, so they all stayed at the barbecue restaurant.

This week has passed, and most of the Red Knife's injuries have healed, just like he said before, he can participate in the battle in a week at most, and it seems that the vitality of the strong is more tenacious.

Froststar's ore disease inhibition period has also been completed, and according to Dr. Kane, her ore disease has been stabilized, and she only needs to inject and take some conventional suppression drugs regularly like everyone else.

In addition to Red Knife and Frost Star, Dr. Kane also treated many infected people who sought medical treatment during this time, because of Xia Feng's previous permission, regardless of whether he had money or not, he would suppress the disease first.

.......

A middle-aged woman who had received an injection walked down from the second floor with a little girl.

Knowing that Xia Feng was the boss here, she suddenly knelt down towards Xia Feng when she passed by the desk.

"Benefactor, thank you for saving our mother and son, thank you, thank you!"

Xia Feng, who was reading the newspaper, was startled, and Ah Guang, who was next to him, immediately helped the woman up when he saw this.

"Eldest sister, don't get excited, it's a good thing that your illness is stable."

Xia Feng glanced at the tattered clothes on the woman's body and the little girl's dirty little face.

"Sister, you should thank Dr. Kane, I just did what I could."

With that, Xia Feng pulled out a stack of money from his wallet, which was about a few thousand yuan.

Seeing Xia Feng take out the money, the woman hurriedly waved her hand.

"I.... We didn't pay for the doctor, how can this work..."

Xia Feng shoved the money into her hand.

"Eldest sister, take it, I don't come back often, meeting is fate, I can't help every infected person, this money is not much, you take this little sister home to rest for a while, and spend the winter with peace of mind."

A few thousand dollars is enough for the poor families of the infected to tide over the difficulties, and the women are moved to tears as they hold on to the money.

"Thank you, thank you, we really met a good person, and a good person will definitely be rewarded."

If it weren't for the identity of the infected person, it might be difficult to understand the feelings of the infected person's mother.

She is not only a poor person, nor is she just a poor person with an unfortunate life, because of her identity as an infected person, she is still suffering from the rejection of ordinary people while enduring the hardships of life.

Victoria's policy towards infected people has been quite lenient, but even so, strange stares persist.

Ore disease is a disease of despair that can never be cured, and almost no one will be willing to help someone who has been condemned to death by fate.

So because of this, Xia Feng's actions moved her even more, and perhaps, this is also the meaning of Azazler's existence.

......

A dirty bear toy was handed to Xia Feng, and the little girl next to the woman had a dirty face, but her eyes were very bright.

"Big brother, thank you for saving me and my mother, this is my treasure, now for you."

It's a cheap and low-quality stuffed animal, and the bear has one less eye, which may be why the bear's original owner abandoned it.

But in the eyes of the little girl, this toy is her treasure, and now, she is willing to give the treasure that accompanies her to Xia Feng.

Xia Feng thought that his heart that had seen through this world would no longer stir up waves due to the warmth and coldness of human feelings, but at this moment, he smiled from the bottom of his heart with satisfaction and satisfaction.

Taking the dirty bear toy, Xia Feng touched the little girl's head.

"Thank you, I'll cherish it very much, what's your name?"

Seeing Xia Feng take over the toy, the little girl also smiled.

"My name is Xiaolan."

The turtle next to her kept pursing her mouth, and then she suddenly rushed to the small villa behind the courtyard.

After a while, the turtle took a turtle-shaped doll that he retrieved from his room and handed it to the little girl named Xiaolan.

"Sister Xiaolan, this is for you."

The turtle toy is a high-end product bought by Xia Feng for her, both in terms of workmanship and quality, it is top-notch, looking at this clean turtle doll, Xiaolan is a little overwhelmed.

"I.... Can I take it. ”

Turtle shoved the doll into her hand.

"From now on, let it stay with you."

Xiaolan and her mother are gone, they are not from Harpy City, with a few thousand yuan from Xia Feng and a doll from the turtle, they will return to a small town on the southern border.

The winter is very cold after the heavy snow stops, but even if it is cold, the winter will pass sooner or later, but the harsh winter in the hearts of the infected people does not know when it will be over.

....

In the afternoon, a pickup truck stopped in front of the barbecue restaurant.

The delivery boy used his strength to feed and placed a large box at the door of the hall.

"Which one is Mr. Xia Feng, come and sign for it."

Xia Feng looked up from behind his desk.

"What's that?"

The delivery man looked at the receipt.

"Well.... This is an international courier from.... What a place is this, oh, the city of Tidesta. ”

Hearing Xista, Xia Feng remembered that he had ordered the goods with Miss Ceylon in the college cafeteria before, and he had paid for all the money, and he almost forgot about it.

Looking at this well-packaged box, Xia Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Tsk, the mayor of Xista's house is not the same, no smuggling, no smuggling, people directly take the regular international express to your doorstep.

After the delivery brother left, the turtle opened the box curiously.

When she saw the black stone in the box, a big question mark immediately appeared on her head.

"Big windmill, what is this?"

"Delicious."

"Huh?"

The turtle opened its mouth and bit it in disbelief.

"Ouch, it's too hard!"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

Seeing Xia Feng snickering, the turtle roared angrily.

"Stinky windmill, lie to me again, this is not food at all, hum."