How much hatred does this beast have for him?
How much resentment does it bring to him?
Since that person in the room was his, why didn't he explain it and let him be used as cannon fodder and blasted into a hornet's nest?
Do you mean it?
Seeing the resentful look in the deputy commander's eyes, the cook threw him directly at the feet of a passing young soldier and told the stunned young soldier, "Send him back to the base."
"Oh, yes" The little soldier performed a military salute, held his hopeless deputy commander in a princess hug, and ran quickly towards the base, fearing that if he was too late, the man would bleed to death.
The cook, who had dealt with the deputy commander, turned back to the villa, washed the blood off his hands, and then walked towards the second floor of the villa.
But as soon as he reached the door of someone's room, he saw a sticker on the door.
Warning strip: Enter if you are looking for death "" Mr.
Cook was silent for a moment, then decisively turned around and went to his room to see if there were any first aid medicines or antipyretics in his room.
The little girl knew she was sick at the first glance, and the evil god with an ugly face had to avoid her when she saw her.
He would look for medicine first, and then let her take it when she woke up.
When you are sick, you always need to take medicine.
It is estimated that her temper will not allow her to go to the base center for treatment, so she can only take medicine.
Just waiting for Mr.
Cook to find the medicine and waiting all afternoon, there was still no movement in the room.
He frowned, stood at the door of someone's room, and listened carefully to the breathing inside.
My breathing is very weak, which proves that my illness is serious.
It seems that it is very necessary to see a doctor.
He opened the door, walked to the bed, and reached out to pick Suqian up.
The girl on the bed, who seemed to be in a severe coma, suddenly opened her eyes, pulled out a pistol, and pressed it against Mr.
Cook's forehead.
It seems that he is making a random move with the intention of killing him directly.
Mr.
Cook kept his bent posture and looked at the suddenly alert girl in silence.
His usually cold heart suddenly convulsed, something akin to pain and discomfort.
I can't explain it clearly, I can't understand it, it just doesn't feel good.
He looked into the girl's clear eyes, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether she had slept or not.
"You are sick and need to see a doctor."
He opened his mouth to explain his behavior, and then added, "Originally, I wanted to wait for you to get up and take medicine, but you may not be better if you take medicine now, so I took you to the base to see a doctor."
Su Qian rolled her eyes, waved away his outstretched hand, and secretly gritted her teeth.
Seeing a doctor is useless
Her soul is in turmoil, her breath is unstable, and cold evil has entered her body.
If the cold evil energy in her soul and soul is not forced out of her body, she will not be able to recover.
People who haven’t gotten sick for tens of thousands of years will really die when they get sick.
She exhaled and muttered, "Give me the energy purified by the magic crystal."
Mr.
Cook frowned and said, "You are sick.
It is not appropriate to touch those things now.
Your body will not be able to bear it."
Suqian smashed the pistol into his face and said, "You know nothing, go get it."
Damn it, if she doesn't absorb some energy and add some antibodies to her soul breath, she might still have the root of the disease in the future.
Mr.
Cook frowned and stared at Su Qian, whose face was abnormally white, and the fierceness and transparency in her clear eyes.
He finally stood up straight, took out his phone and asked the people at the base to send some magic crystals. of purified energy.
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Mr.
Cook put a box of purified liquid on the table next to Suqian's bed, turned around and went out.
But the moment he walked to the door and closed the door, he still said, "I'm outside the door, call me if you need anything."
Su Qian glanced at him without saying a word.
Only after he went out did she slowly get up from the bed, put her bare feet on the ground, bit her fingers, and drew a complex ancient formation on the floor.
She sat in the middle of the formation, poured all the purified energy liquid from the magic crystals into a bowl, and drank it directly from the bowl.
But the moment she drank it, her little face with an abnormal bluish white color twisted.
Damn it What the hell does this smell like?
Those idiots don't know how to improve the taste.
Su Qian resisted the desire to vomit and frowned, held her breath, and forced herself to swallow.
At the same time, she activated the formation to absorb as much energy as possible.
The more she absorbs, the faster she recovers.
But you can't be reckless, there is nothing you can do, the turbulent soul and soul are already in a state of fragmentation, and you will collapse if you are not careful.
This is also the reason why she tried her best to recover her spirit and soul by herself.
The effect of external force was not as good as her own recovery, but the effect was minimal.
Now she is in a state where she is about to die at any moment, and can only be strengthened and consolidated with the help of external forces.
This process is long and tedious, requiring an absolutely quiet and calm environment, and time that cannot be disturbed, otherwise it will backfire.
This is also the reason why she doesn't try it easily.
Without a stick to protect her, she usually won't try it.
Because she can't trust anyone.
So I can only let myself suffer a little and recover slowly.
But now, it seems she can't wait any longer.
Yaya bah.
If it hadn't been for that damn cold evil entering her body, she would have been in this embarrassing and fragile state.
Tsk I haven't been this embarrassed for a long time.
Even when she faced off against Tiandao and Shichu before, she had never been so miserable.
Sure enough, it's still too weak.
Su Qian pulled the corner of her lips mockingly, and slowly pushed the energy through her mental power, gradually driving away the cold evil in the tarsal bones above the breath of the soul.
She was in retreat for only half a month.
During this period, Mr.
Cook came in a few times to make sure she was okay, but after meditating, he closed the door again and stood guard outside.
As long as she stays in seclusion, Mr.
Cook will stay there.
It wasn't until dawn one day that someone slowly opened his eyes, moved his stiff limbs, broke the crackling bones, and jumped on the spot feeling refreshed.
Well Although the effect was very slight, it at least drove out the cold evil spirit.
This can be regarded as a full-blooded resurrection to a certain extent.
If you go back and absorb a little more of the magic crystal's purified energy liquid and increase your resistance, you won't get sick so easily.
The chef outside the door heard the movement inside the door, as well as the extremely pleasant voice humming a tune.
The corners of his lips curled up, and he seemed to be fine.
Well, she must be hungry after not eating for so long.
He went to prepare some food for her.
Mr.
Cook put his hands in his pockets and wandered downstairs to the kitchen.
And the deputy commander who was ordered to be tied up in the treatment room of the base and not allowed to come out to see anyone for half a month finally got rid of the spy and secretly came out to see people to breathe fresh air without looking too ecstatic.
But in the blink of an eye, he started to gnash his teeth and curse, and secretly hung all his weapons on his body, preparing to retaliate. aa2705221: