In a mixed wood forest on the outskirts of the city, there are clusters of shrubs growing low under large tracts of oak and birch trees. Yinjiang and Wujin are separated by a river, and the climate there is drier and colder than that in Wujin. After a night of snowfall, snowflakes fell all over the branches. The trunks of the oak trees have not been artificially trimmed, and they grow wildly and savagely, densely and fiercely extending.
The huge forest at the foot of the mountain, viewed from the mountainside, looks like a hydrangea covered with white spikes. When the wind blows, it rolls forward covered with snowflakes. The snow foam blown away by the wind is like the hydrangea dragging a crystal clear shawl like clouds and mist.
Theo Hammond fell ill as soon as he returned to Yinjiang. Partly because he was not used to the port city's changeable weather due to the sea breeze, and partly because he had a lot of worries stuck in his heart, which turned into anger. In addition, he had been suffering from high and low fevers before, and had not recovered completely, so he fell seriously ill.
As soon as he got off the car, he was hit in the face by a cold current in the middle of the night, which immediately stirred up a chaotic air flow in his abdominal cavity. He coughed heart-wrenchingly, and when he stopped coughing, a trace of blood was left at the corner of his mouth.
Zheng Weilan was terrified. This was the first time he had seen a living person cough up blood, except in cheesy movies and TV shows. He rushed over to him and asked, "Do you have a terminal illness?"
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