I've become the male protagonist's plug-in

Chapter 542
It was Zhan Ming who grabbed her hand out of desperation and ignored the defense between men and women.

"Benefactor Ah Zhao sent me out, what about you?" He asked.

Ah Zhao smiled: "Of course I will go out too, how could I have something to do?"

"Really?" Zhan Ming didn't let go.

Under the light of the fire, his always gentle eyes showed a rare bit of sharpness: "I remember, the benefactor Azhao said that he could not leave this courtyard, and he also said that the soul and body are afraid of fire. Stay away from that oil lamp."

He still remembers all these...

A Zhao looked indifferent, and even opened his eyes wide to see Zhan Ming's expression: "Master, are you worried about me?"

"Yes." Zhan Ming replied without any hesitation.

The next moment, the corners of his lips felt warm.

The body also rose into the air in an instant.

There is only one sentence in my ear: "Don't worry about me, I will be fine."

Then I came back to a secluded place far away from the temple.

No one was around.

Looking back, I could only see half of the sky illuminated by the soaring flames.

His feet were soft, and Zhan Ming only felt that his body no longer had the strength to support himself, and he slipped and fell to the ground against the tree trunk.

……

Ah Zhao was very ill.

Everyone in Duke Wenyuan's mansion was in a hurry.

No one knew how the disease came about, but that morning, Shan Shan saw that the young lady didn't wake up at the usual wake-up time, so she dared to lift the curtain to take a look, and she was frightened out of her wits.

Ah Zhao on the bed had a high fever, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

So, looking for a doctor, seeing a doctor, Wen Yuangong even went to the palace to ask for an imperial doctor.

After tossing and tossing for more than two months, the high fever kept coming and going.

In the end, even the imperial doctor said there was nothing to do, and Qin cried into tears, kneeling in the Buddhist hall all day long, begging the blessings of the Bodhisattva.

It is also a coincidence.

The disease came and went strangely.

Suddenly that day, the high fever subsided.

Then I invited the imperial doctor to see him, he only said that he is in good health and there is no problem, but that he has lost his body due to continuous high fever these days, so he needs to take good care of it.

After finally waking up, Azhao found that he was even more dizzy than when he first wore it: "..."

She closed her eyes tightly, endured the bouts of dizziness, gritted her teeth and asked Marshmallow: "You said, I'll be fine?"

Marshmallow whispered: "Marshmallow clearly said at the time that there will be no major problems, but there may be some sequelae."

Ah Zhao: "..."

The aftermath is that your host, I have been in a coma for two whole months, and my family has already prepared for my funeral!
Cotton Candy knew it was wrong, and quickly found a topic to divert A Zhao's attention: "Good news, host, the male lead has returned to vulgarity!"

Sure enough, Ah Zhao was successfully distracted: "Returned to vulgarity?"

When she thought of the cheating thing she did, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "Then, is he okay?"

At that time, she obviously could have moved Zhan Ming to a safe place without waking him up.

But in order to stimulate him, she deliberately woke him up, letting him watch as she sent him out, leaving him alone in the sea of ​​flames.

Ah Zhao admitted that he was a little cautious.

She wanted to tell Zhan Ming the truth: he wanted to be quiet, but because of his status, he would never want to be quiet in this life.

Too many people see him as a stumbling block.

Too many people want his life.

If he continues to evade reality blindly, not only himself, but even the people around him may suffer unwarranted disasters.

(End of this chapter)