Jia Wei didn't answer him, but took off his scarf and wrapped it around Qi Fang. He turned around, picked up Qi Fang on his back, and continued walking forward.
After walking for more than ten minutes, he passed a closed pharmacy. Jia Wei put Qifang on the ground and knocked on the iron door. No one answered for a long time.
So he hit harder and harder. Qi Fang had never seen such a crazy Jia Wei. His face and neck, which were white with cold, showed a frightening red color. His chest heaved. He raised his hand greatly and then hit the iron door with all his strength. One after another, sunken pits appeared, like a desperate roar.
Jia Wei's silence is more extreme hysteria than roaring.