Outright Favoritism Chapter 1226: : Siluo is sick

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Zong Zhan heard this sentence.

Si Luo did not notice the man walking behind, Gu Chen squatted by the fire while grilling fish while stealing food, "What he likes to do, how can I worry about him."

Xiong Ze pursed the corner of his mouth, and put the hat of a habitual scumbag on Shi Luo in his heart.

Brother Chen is so good, much more approachable than their leader.

Here, Zong Zhan turned his feet and walked towards Gu Chen by himself.

The two are not very familiar with each other, at best they meet and say hello.

Zong Zhan sat on the floor and asked straightforwardly: "What kind of woman do you like?"

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

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

"Chatting." Zong Zhan took out two cigarettes and passed them over, "Can't you say?"

Gu Chen put the grilled fish on the fire again, took the smoke, and threw it into his mouth, "You are quite gossip."

Man chatting didn't cover up so much, and a few puffs of smoke entered his lungs, Gu Chen opened the chatterbox, "I'm almost 30 years old anyway, of course there are women I like."

Zong Zhan nodded with a clear look, "Like the cunning?"

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

Zong Zhanjun's face sank a little, "Her mouth is poisonous?"

"Poison, is it too poisonous." Gu Chen recalled the scene where he had been stunned, and responded with a conscious, "swearing at every turn, or hitting if you swear, in fact...it's pretty exciting."

The temperature of Zong Zhan's eyes continued to drop, "Then what do you think of Siluo?"

Gu Chen was still immersed in his thoughts, and when he heard the sound, he said absently: "How does she love, what does it have to do with me."

It can be said that Yanmeng’s plastic friendship is very unbearable.

Zong Zhan felt that Gu Chen was pretending to be suspicion, and even a scene in his mind that these two goods might carry him secretly in the future.

Men can’t allow the magical green light on their heads, in a slightly mocking tone, and said: "You don't like her?"

Gu Chen choked his throat with a puff of smoke.

He was dumbfounded, pointed to his nose, then pointed to Shi Luo who was eating grilled fish in the distance, "I'm crazy and I like her? I'm a fairy, I can't control it, I'm with her. , The short-lived ten years are all light."

Zong Zhan, who was short-lived for ten years, wrapped his right hand with his left hand and pressed the joints creakingly. "If you can't control it, you still want to follow her to the border?"

"What do you know?" Gu Chen muttered, "Take care of her, Xiaoye's worth in Yanmeng will surely increase. That guy even our boss dares to scold us, it's awesome."

Zong Zhan smiled, "Do you still want to serve her?"

"Hush cold and ask warm, I can still take care of the small things like serving tea and pouring water." Gu Chen looked up at the sky, and said with emotion: "I'm so **** looking forward to the day when my colleagues from the Yan League serve me tea and pour water. "

He is Yan Meng Z at the back of the crane.

Along the way, I just waited on others like a **** little brother.

At this point, Zong Zhan finally understands why Shi Luo uses the method of "pour water in the cold and warm tea" as a good standard for people.

This is the **** fault of Yanmeng.

From top to bottom, my mind is all abnormal.

……

In the next few days, the action team approached the opponent's nest hidden deep in the jungle in less than three days with excellent collaboration capabilities.

Siluo was not idle, of course. Taking advantage of her undercover advantage, she gave the action team great first-hand news.

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

After the two sides met yesterday, they entered the truce and stalemate again.

Siluo, a strong assist, had a high fever in the early morning when it rained.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sound of rain slapped the tent, Zong Zhan stood sternly on the spot, "Is it possible that the high fever was caused by a poisonous insect bite?"

Su Moshi took off his stethoscope and answered calmly, "It doesn't look like it at the moment, but this possibility is not ruled out."

Zong Zhan's expression became more serious.

Now they are deep in the jungle hinterland, even if they want to send Silo out, it's not that easy.

What's more, once the helicopter alarms the criminal organization, it will be more troublesome to protect them.

"Sizzle, give some water..."

Siluo said dumbly on the simple wooden bed.

She was sane, but she was confused, and her high fever made her cheeks show an abnormal blush.

Su Moshi took advantage of her to speak and squatted by the bed and asked: "Sister Luo, who am I?"

Siluo grabbed the damp sleeping bag, and said weakly, "Old Su, I am not mentally retarded."

Su Moshi couldn't laugh or cry, "Apart from fever, do you have any other symptoms of discomfort?"

"I didn't get bitten, I'm so good. Give me a drink quickly."

Zong Zhan walked up with the tea mug, bent his arms across her shoulders and neck, propped up Shi Luo's upper body and gave her water stiffly.

I have known each other for several years, and the woman in my impression has never been sick, and it seems that she has never caught a cold.

Suddenly, a high fever started. Zong Zhan was worried and was helpless.

After drinking the water, Silo's throat became much more comfortable. She leaned in the man's arms in a daze and whispered, "Stomach hurts..."

Siluo felt that she was too miserable when the room leaked in the night rain.

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

"Where does it hurt?" Zong Zhan pressed against her hot cheek, her muscles tightened, "Speak louder."

Siluo closed her eyes and shrugged him with a shoulder, "It hurts everywhere, my whole body hurts. Stay away from me."

Su Moshi stood by and laughed secretly, but he could lose his temper. It didn't seem serious.

Zong Zhan circled Shi Luo and coaxed her in a low voice, "Bo'er, stop making trouble, where does it hurt?"

It's not Bao'er, it's not Ms. Xi, it's Bao'er.

The man called her Bo'er in his unique Beijing accent, and Silo suddenly felt even more wronged.

When a woman gets sick, she is squeamish and hypocritical, and she gets more and more energetic, "Who is it called Bo'er? 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, looking for painkillers, and leaving them room for dog food by the way.

Siluo is not to blame for this. After the two have determined their relationship, they naturally sleep in the same tent every day.

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

It may be that the man has been physically and mentally exhausted recently, and it is no longer a light sleep state to go to bed at night.

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

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

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

No waste at all, the cold rain leaked impartially into Silo's sleeping bag.