Chapter 1226 Xi Luo Is Sick

Chapter 1226 Xi Luo is sick

Zong Zhan heard this sentence.

Xi Luo didn't notice the man coming behind him, and stared at Gu Chen who was squatting beside the fire grill while grilling fish while secretly eating, "He can do whatever he likes, I don't have time to worry about him."

Xiong Ze pursed the corners of his mouth, inwardly labeling Xi Luo as a habitual offender.

Brother Chen is so nice, much more approachable than their boss.

Here, Zong Zhan spun his feet and walked towards Gu Chen.

The two of them were not very close friends, at most they were casual acquaintances who met and said hello.

Zong Zhan sat on the ground and asked straight to the point: "What type of woman do you like?"

Gu Chen shook his hands, and the half-cooked grilled fish fell into the fire.

He picked up the grilled fish and blew on the ashes, then raised his head resentfully, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Small chat." Zong Zhan took out two cigarettes and handed them over, "Can't you talk?"

Gu Chen put the grilled fish back on the fire rack, took the cigarette and threw it into his mouth, "You're quite a gossip."

Men don't have so much secretiveness in chatting, and after a few puffs of smoke, Gu Chen opened up the conversation, "At any rate, a man who is almost thirty years old, of course has a woman he likes."

Zong Zhan nodded with a clear look, "You like cunning?"

Gu Chen touched his cheek and sneered, "Well, she is indeed quite cunning."

Zong Zhanjun's face darkened a little, "Is her mouth poisonous?"

"Toxic, it's so fucking poisonous." Gu Chen recalled the scene where he was bullied, and responded in a serious manner, "Swearing at every turn, hitting people if you can't be scolded, actually...it's quite exciting."

The temperature in Zong Zhan's eyes continued to drop, "How do you feel about Xi Luo?"

Gu Chen was still immersed in his own thoughts, and when he heard the sound, he said absent-mindedly: "Whatever she likes has nothing to do with me."

It can be said that the plastic friendship of Yanmeng cannot stand the test.

Zong Zhan felt that Gu Chen was suspected of putting on airs, and he even had a scene in his mind that these two guys might hide behind his back in the future.

The man couldn't allow the magical green light above his head, and said in a slightly mocking tone, "You don't like her?"

Gu Chen choked the cigarette into his throat.

He was dumbfounded, pointed to his nose, and then pointed to Xi Luo, who was eating grilled fish in the distance, "I'm crazy and I like her? I'm a fairy like heaven and earth, I can't control it, with her, my life will be short-lived." Years are young."

Zong Zhan, who was short-lived for ten years, wrapped his left hand around his right hand, and pressed his joints loudly, "If you can't control it, you are willing to follow her to the border?"

"What do you know?" Gu Chen said angrily, "If you take good care of her, my young master's value in Yanmeng will definitely increase. Even our boss dares to scold that guy, he's so awesome."

Zong Zhan smiled, "You still want to serve her?"

"Shush and ask, I can still take care of such small things as serving tea and water." Gu Chen looked up at the sky, and said with emotion: "I'm so fucking looking forward to the day when my colleagues in Yanmeng will serve me tea and water."

He is Yanmeng Z at the end of the crane.

Along the way, Guang's mother served others like a little brother.

At this point, Zong Zhan finally understood why Xi Luo used the way of "push cold, ask warm, tea and pour water" as the standard of being good to people.

It's Yanmeng's fault.

From top to bottom, the brain is not normal.

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In the next few days, with excellent coordination ability, the action team approached the opponent's lair hidden deep in the jungle in less than three days.

Of course, Xi Luo was not idle, and took advantage of her undercover advantage to give the operation team excellent first-hand information.

On this day in mid-April, the jungle ushered in the first rainfall.

After the two sides played against each other yesterday, they entered the truce stalemate again.

But Xi Luo, the strong assist, suddenly had a high fever in the early morning of the rain.

At six o'clock in the morning, the rain was pattering against the tent, and Zong Zhan stood there with a stern expression, "Is it possible that the high fever was caused by poisonous insect bites?"

Su Moshi took off his stethoscope and replied calmly, "It doesn't look like it at the moment, but the possibility cannot be ruled out."

Zong Zhan's face became a little more dignified.

Now that they were deep in the jungle, even if they wanted to send Xi Luo out, it would not be so easy.

What's more, once the helicopter alerts the criminal organization, it will be even more troublesome if they don't guarantee that they will kill each other.

"Hiss, give me some water..."

On the simple wooden bed, Xi Luo spoke hoarsely.

She was still sane, but confused, and her cheeks were flushed abnormally due to the persistent high fever.

Taking advantage of her opening, Su Mo squatted beside the bed and asked, "Sister Luo, who am I?"

Xi Luo grabbed the wet sleeping bag and said weakly, "Fourth Su, I'm not mentally retarded."

Su Moshi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Apart from fever, do you have any other symptoms?"

"It's not bitten, it's very good, give me a drink of water quickly."

Zong Zhan came over with a tea mug in his hand, with his arms across her shoulders and neck, he supported Xi Luo's upper body and fed her water stiffly.

We have known each other for several years, and the woman in my impression has never been sick, not even a cold.

This suddenly caused a high fever, and Zong Zhan was so worried that he couldn't do anything.

After drinking the water, Xi Luo's throat became much more comfortable. She leaned sleepily in the man's arms and muttered softly, "Stomach hurts..."

The room leak happened to rain overnight, Xi Luo felt that she was too miserable.

It rained in the middle of the night and caught a cold, which caused abdominal pain and fever during menstruation. Who could be more miserable than her.

"Where does it hurt?" Zong Zhan pressed against her hot cheek, all the muscles in his body tensed, "Speak louder."

Xi Luo closed her eyes and shrugged him with her shoulders, "It hurts everywhere, my whole body hurts, stay away from me."

Su Moshi stood beside him laughing to himself and lost his temper, which didn't seem serious.

Zong Zhan circled Xi Luo, coaxing her in a low voice with extra patience, "Bao'er, don't make trouble, where does it hurt?"

It's not Baby, it's not Ms. Xi, it's Boa.

The man called her Bao'er in his unique Beijing accent, and Xi Luo immediately felt even more wronged.

A woman is already delicate and hypocritical when she is sick, and the more she coaxes her, the more she gets more and more enthusiastic, "Who is Bao'er? If you don't squeeze me in the middle of the night, can I catch a cold and have a fever?"

Su Moshi walked out of the tent without saying a word, went to find painkillers, and gave them some space to sprinkle dog food.

It's really not Xi Luo's fault to talk about it. After the two confirmed their relationship as a couple, they naturally slept in the same tent every day.

But there was only one sleeping bag, and Zong Zhan thoughtfully gave it to Xi Luo.

It may be due to the recent continuous fighting, the man is physically and mentally exhausted, and he is no longer in a light sleep state at night.

So, for four or five days, Xi Luo was squeezed out of the small broken bed by Zong Zhan.

For several days in a row, she woke up wrapped in a sleeping bag in the gap between the bed board and the tent.

Unfortunately, it rained in the middle of the night last night and the tent leaked.

Nothing was wasted, the cold rainwater leaked into Xi Luo's sleeping bag impartially.