Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Zhang Xingxing and his group hurried back to the Hong Mansion. Just when they arrived at the gate of the Hong Mansion, they saw a gloomy figure waiting at the gate.

"You're back!" It was Chen Pi's slightly hoarse voice. His bloodshot and red eyes were fixed on Zhang Xingxing. After a quick look up and down, he found that Zhang Xingxing seemed to be fine. He was slightly relieved, but his eyes were still full of surprise and relief. Zhang Xingxing was also confused by his attitude, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would suddenly die in the next second.

At this moment, Zhang Xingxing had just stepped onto the steps in front of the Red Mansion. She opened her mouth slightly and was about to say "Hi, Junior Brother~" in a friendly way to respond to Chen Pi. However, before she could finish the word, the anxious Chen Pi could not wait to reach out a hand, grabbed Zhang Xingxing's arm like a storm, and pulled her into the Red Mansion with force.

Zhang Xingxing was dragged away in an instant:!!!

How dare you! She is the senior sister! How dare you drag her like this? Doesn't she have any dignity?

Qi Tiezui, who was following behind, supported the young man who was still in a coma. When he finally saw the servants of the Hong Mansion, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. With tears on his face, he wanted to entrust the unconscious young man in his arms to the servants to take care of him. Unexpectedly, just when he was full of expectations, the servants beside him took a step back as if they had seen a ghost, and then they all looked embarrassed, bowed to him and said goodbye, and turned away.

Qi Tiezui:? ?

What's going on? The people in the Second Master's mansion have amnesia after not seeing him for a few days and can't recognize Qi Tiezui? !

Zhang Xingxing, who was being dragged, was brought to Er Yuehong's room at a trot. Zhang Qishan was tied up and lying on the bed with a pale face. Er Yuehong, who was standing next to him, also looked haggard. He frowned, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was sitting on the bed, flipping through books silently. On the table next to him, there were all kinds of papers scattered around, some of which were covered with strange patterns and symbols, and some were densely written with words.

"Master, I've brought the person back with you, take a look!" Chen Pi said in a stern voice and then stood aside with his arms folded, unwilling to move at all. He stared at Zhang Xingxing with his dark eyes, making Zhang Xingxing feel a chill down his spine.

Hearing Chen Pi's words, Er Yuehong looked up nervously, put down the information in his hand instantly, stood up abruptly, staggered suddenly, and after steadying himself, he walked quickly to Zhang Xingxing's side, grabbed Zhang Xingxing's slender wrist, took his pulse carefully and began to diagnose. When he felt Zhang Xingxing's exceptionally vigorous and powerful pulse, his tense heartstrings relaxed a little, and he slowly let go of his hand.

However, Er Yuehong seemed to still be a little worried, and asked again: "Are you okay? Do you feel anything wrong with your body?"

Zhang Xingxing, whose face turned rosy after absorbing the energy of the meteorite and who was full of energy after taking the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Pill, withdrew her hand and shook her head. What could happen to her? She felt so excited that she could eat Liuliumei while watching Zhang Qishan, Zhang Rishan and the little brother do a little dance together!

Of course, Zhang Xingxing can only think about these secretly.

"Master Buddha, I don't know when the strange hairs have invaded deep into my body. The wounds outside have been cleaned up, but the ones inside my body are now making me helpless. Even vomiting is useless. When those hairs start to move, Master Buddha will be out of control like crazy."

"Adjutant Zhang has already invited all the doctors in Changsha City to help, but to no avail. I have searched through all the information left by the predecessors of the Hong family, but have not found a solution..."

"Maybe everything can only be left to fate."

Er Yuehong muttered to himself, with a look of sadness that was hard to conceal on his face. He shook his head slowly, and his originally handsome face now looked extremely haggard and dull.

Zhang Qishan is not only Changsha's surveillance officer but also his friend. Now seeing that his friend is beyond help, the sensitive Er Yuehong is tormented and feels uncomfortable.

"No, I can't give up like this." Er Yuehong looked at his friend, who used to be a very powerful hero, lying in pain on the bed. He took a deep breath, but still couldn't bear to give up. He waved his hand and said, "I'll go and see if there is any missed information or any record of a way to crack the code. You guys go back first." After that, he walked towards the study.

Zhang Xingxing turned his head slightly, his eyes and complexion were pale, his breath was weak and it seemed as if he would die completely in the next second. Suddenly, an idea emerged in Zhang Qishan's mind.

If Zhang Qishan died like this, would all the problems that troubled her disappear?