Chapter 705 (1/2)
This evening, people in Xiahai City found that the thunderstorm was not the same as usual. To say which one is different, it should be thunder. The sound of the sky is like thunder and not like thunder, and The lightning of the rays of light is not like the lightning of the rays of light, the whole world seems to be in turmoil.
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Xiao Luo suffered too much injury. Even with the healing power of the system and advanced medical equipment, it takes time to recover.
When he woke up, it was already the third day.
Eyes opened, I found myself lying on a soft big bed, the decoration of the room is very luxurious and elegant. At the moment when consciousness is restored, the picture taken by Su Li is revealed in my mind. The picture is unforgettable and tender. Soul, he is like awakening from a nightmare, sitting up from the big bed, gasping, sweating.
“Mr. Xiao Luo!” screamed in the ear.
Xiao Luo turned to look at it, is Ji Siying, she is standing up from the state of crouching on the edge of the bed, the spirit is not particularly good, it looks awkward, it is not difficult to guess, during his coma, she has been accompanying herself, taking care of Be yourself.
Set the god, slowly sigh: “I have been coma for a few days?”
“Three days.” Ji Siying was replied.
Xiao Luo smiled bitterly: “It has been three days…”
How much he wants to rush into the damn secret of the present, bring Su Li back, and the fist is subconsciously holding it.
But in addition to Su Li, he still hangs a person and asks: “The Fuyi people she… didn’t die?”
Ji Siying did not answer him immediately, but he bowed his head and said in a whispering voice: “She is not dead, but the situation is not very good.”
Xiao Luo closed her eyes and felt very heavy. Ji Siying’s mouth is not very good, that is especially bad, which makes his hatred of the Guangzu people to the extreme.
“Si Ying, let me stay alone for a while.”
“okay.”
Ji Siying looked a little lonely, she wanted to care about Xiao Luo, but she found that she did not know how to care about him.
“Si Ying.” Xiao Luo stopped her before she walked to the door of the room.
“Hmm?” Ji Siying stopped and turned back.
“Thank you for taking care of me!” Xiao Luo said with a slight smile.
The lingering face of Ji Siying swept away and hangs a sweet smile: “I am willing to take care of Mr. Xiao Luo.”
Xiao Luo nodded pays tribute.
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After Ji Siying left, Xiao Luo took off his sick clothes and walked into the bathroom to bathe. The wounds on his body healed without leaving a trace of scar.
For three days, there was no shaving, and there was a dregs on his face. Looking at himself from the mirror, it looked a bit decadent and vicissitudes. The bathroom sink was equipped with a razor. He took it with a little water and scraped it meticulously.
Not long after, the ancient warring states and the Eastern Haoyu came to see him, Vajra also followed the heels, they asked for a lot of questions, and Xiao Luo did not answer.
Not long after they left, the old man named Long and Xiao Quan were here.
When I saw Xiaoquan, the old man of Luo Village, Xiao Luo fell into a short mistake. Absolutely did not expect to meet him here, and it seems that he and the mysterious old man of NSA know that the relationship seems to be good.