Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1226 Silo is sick

Zong Zhan heard this sentence.

  Siluo didn’t notice the man walking behind him. 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 boss.

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

  The two are not very familiar, at most they meet in general to say hello.

  Zong Zhan sat on the ground 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, and then raised his head complainingly, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

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

  Gu Chen put the grilled fish on the fire again, took the cigarette, and threw it into his mouth, "You're pretty 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 darkened a bit, "Her mouth is poisonous?"

   "Poison, it's too **** poison." Gu Chen recalled the scene where he had been assaulted, and responded with a sensation.

  The temperature of Zongzhan's eyes continued to drop, "How do you like Shi Luo?"

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

  It can be said that the plastic friendship of Yanmeng cannot withstand the test very much.

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

  A man can’t allow the magical green light on his head, and he put out 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, and pointed to Silo who was eating grilled fish in the distance, "I'm crazy and I like her? I'm a fairy of heaven, I can't control it. I'm with her for ten short lives. Years are light."

  Zong Zhan, who had a short life of ten years, wrapped his left hand with his right hand, pressing the joints creakingly, "I can't control it, but I am willing to follow her to the border?"

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

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

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

  He is Yanmeng Z at the tail 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, the brain 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 in place with a cold expression, "Is it possible that the high fever was caused by a poisonous insect bite?"

  Su Moshi took off his stethoscope and replied calmly, “It doesn’t look like it at the moment, but this possibility is not ruled out.”

  Zong Zhan's face became more solemn again.

  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 me some water..."

  On the simple wooden bed, Xi Luo spoke dumbly.

  She is still sane, but she is confused. The persistent high fever makes her cheeks show an abnormal blush.

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

  Siluo grabbed the wet sleeping bag, and said weakly, "Lao 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 fed 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.

  Drinking water, Shiluo’s throat became much more comfortable, she leaned in the man’s arms in pity, and whispered, "Stomach hurts..."

  The room leaks in the night rain, and Silo feels that she is too miserable.

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

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

   Xi Luo closed her eyes and shrugged him with a shoulder, "It hurts everywhere, and it hurts all over, so stay away from me."

  Su Moshi stood next to him and laughed secretly. He could lose his temper, which seemed not 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.

  The woman is squeamish and hypocritical when she gets sick, 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.

  I really don’t blame Shi Luo 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, Xi Luo was squeezed out of the small broken bed 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.

   Nothing was wasted, the cold rain leaked impartially into Silo’s sleeping bag.

  (End of this chapter)