The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

"Then are you okay now?" Xu Jing was always thinking that his brother hadn't returned to his body, "Do I need to call an ambulance for you?"

Su Nanzhi said softly: "No, you take care of your brother's body, wait for me to adjust and send him back."

Xu Jing: "..."

Su Nanzhi's body was full of large and small wounds, not to mention adjusting for a while, Xu Jing was afraid that she would die if she took a breath here.

But it was useless to say that, Xu Jing could only drag his brother's body to a cleaner place.

Young master Xu is used to cleanliness, so he probably can't stand being covered in dirty things.

I don't know what that person did with this body, Xu Zhen's body smelled very strong of medicine.

After a while, the two little guys who had just moved Jiang Beiyu into the room also came out. They came to Su Nanzhi's side and lifted her up without saying a word.

Su Nanzhi: "..."

The destination is still the same.

"What are you two doing? Let me down." Her voice was weak.

Little Binghua didn't listen, and neither did Little Huomiao.

The two little fellows carried Su Nanzhi into the room determinedly. There was a man lying on the bed, so they carried Su Nanzhi up.

Seeing that they couldn't control them, Su Nanzhi simply shut up and didn't speak, but seeing that they were in a hurry, she raised her eyes and glanced at the man on the bed.

At this glance, she was stunned.

The man on the bed had long hair, which was still white.

But the attire on his body is still from Jiangbei Yu,

"..."

Su Nanzhi leaned down, stretched out her hand to twist a strand of hair, and then looked at the unconscious man. He was sweating profusely, but his body was cold. When Su Nanzhi approached, it seemed like a heat source gathered come over.

At some point, a pair of hands was put on her waist, Su Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, and the next second, when those hands were exerted hard, she threw herself on top of it.

"..."

Su Nanzhi supported the head of the bed and wanted to get up, but she couldn't move, and she didn't have much strength anymore.

Turning her head, she met the two little guys on the bed.

Under the staring gaze, Little Binghua and Little Huomiao took a step back together, and then slowly backed out, closing the door behind them.

Su Nanzhi: "..."

"Jiangbeiyu." She looked up, only to see the curve of his jaw, and at the same time, reached out and patted his face.

no response.

Immediately afterwards, I took another shot, but there was still no response.

But he was really cold.

In stark contrast to the fiery heat on Su Nanzhi's body, and this white hair.

Su Nanzhi finally had to admit that this was a face that looked exactly like Jiang Yu's.

After changing to the same hairstyle, they are indeed almost the same.

The only thing Su Nanzhi didn't understand was, does this white hair mean that Jiang Yu is in this body?

Or, Jiang Yu is awake now?

The person under him searched for warmth, and subconsciously hugged her even tighter.

Su Nanzhi could feel that her hands reached into the hem of her clothes, and finally stopped and rubbed gently on her lower back.

Su Nanzhi: "..."

She knew he was keeping warm, but this behavior was not gentlemanly at all.

Su Nanzhi didn't know what to think in her head, maybe the rampaging fire in her veins had a cooling device to calm her down, and she gradually felt less pain.

The hands on the back waist did not have a particularly strong sense of presence. On the contrary, it was such a hug that both of them were very comfortable.