Chapter 1193 You Have to Like Me, Like Me Longer 145

Probably because the soldiers came out to clear the snow today, many people in the city came out with them, some helped to clear the snow, and some opened stalls to sell things in the cold winter.

Qingzhi searched for a long time, finally found the jujube tea stand, walked over, just about to open his mouth, couldn't help but sneezed, rubbed his nose, sniffed and said: "Boss, give me a drink." A bowl of jujube tea."

Qingzhi thought that after drinking jujube tea, she would also buy jujube tea for the soldiers sweeping snow.

Seeing that she was a general, the owner of the jujube tea stall hurriedly invited her into the shed to avoid the snow, "General, wait a moment, I'll serve it for you."

Qingzhi said gently, "There's no rush."

Not long after, the boss brought up jujube tea, and Qingzhi lowered her head and took a sip of the sweet hot tea, feeling a warm current spreading through her body, a very warm feeling.

A passerby's voice came from outside the shed, "Boss, how can I get to the barracks?"

Qingzhi paused, raised his eyes, and saw a familiar figure that he hadn't seen for a long time standing outside the jujube tea stall, dressed in a snow-white robe, covered with frost and snow, with white lips, looking dusty. It looks like they came here overnight.

The boss was still answering, Qingzhi lowered her eyes calmly, put down the tea bowl, put money on the table, got up and walked to the other side.

But just a few steps out of the jujube tea stall, she heard the slightly stagnant hoarse voice of the man behind her: "Qingzhi?"

Qingzhi didn't stop, and walked forward calmly.

But after a while, the man chased up and stopped in front of her, looking at her solemnly, but did not speak to her.

Qing Zhi frowned lightly, brewing emotions, and finally sneezed, breaking the silence.

"Are you sick?" Wen Jian subconsciously reached out to touch her head, but Qingzhi frowned and turned her head away, refusing to let him touch it. Seeing this, Wen Jian was slightly taken aback, her hands were a little stiff It stopped in mid-air and had to be lowered slowly.

Qingzhi sniffed, didn't say anything, turned around and left again, Wen Jian only wanted to keep her, and didn't think much, she almost subconsciously grabbed her hand, but Qingzhi was Struggling to withdraw his hand as if he had been electrocuted, he stared at Wen Jian indifferently, and said in a cold, emotionless tone: "What's the matter?"

Wen Jian gently put down her hand again, looked at her and said softly: "I heard that there was a blizzard in Nanjiang City, I..." worried about you.

This sentence, this sentence that could be said naturally in the past, at this moment, Wen Jian can't say it, and she is not qualified to say it.

Qingzhi narrowed her eyes lightly, nodded and said: "It's a blizzard, but this matter is outside your jurisdiction, so you don't need to worry about it."

After saying this, Qingzhi left.

Wen Jian didn't dare to stop her this time, but couldn't help reminding her: "Your face is a little pale, remember to see a doctor."

Qingzhi didn't turn her head, and the sound of the wind and snow was still so loud, Wen Jian didn't know if she heard it, but he followed her silently all the way, but he didn't see Qingzhi go to the doctor.

Wen Jian didn't know if Qingzhi was angry with him, but he was afraid that she would get sick, so he didn't dare to procrastinate on such a matter, so he searched for a long time in the deserted southern Xinjiang city, Finally, I found a medical clinic that was open.