Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 107 [Night of Zombies] Are you feeling bad, Jiang Ruanruan?
Most of the time, Xiao Qi is a very annoying existence, but today Xiao Qi's voice suddenly appeared, it was a blessing from heaven for Wen Queyu. She had a lot of questions in her stomach and had no place to ask them. Xiao Qi bumped into it by herself.

But at this moment, her mind is not on Xiao Qi at all.

From the outside, it looks like a very small space with only a glass window, but after opening it, I found that it is not small at all. It has all the necessary things, such as TV and computer. On the screen, a hostess in a red suit is standing in a very dirty alley full of shouting and cursing.

"Good afternoon, dear viewers. I am now located in Datian Village, Lin County. It has been a week since the incident happened. Uncle Chen is right behind me. This residential building was rushed to the hospital for medical treatment at three o'clock in the middle of the night. Uncle Chen was covered in The thing covered with black bloodshot like chapped has attracted the attention of the society. At present, according to the news from the hospital, Uncle Chen’s condition has been stabilized, but what is the real cause of this unheard of disease? Our press conference Keep reporting for you."

The person sitting on the hospital bed was leaning against the head of the bed, with the quilt covering his legs. He looked tired, and his eyes did not fall on the TV, but at the warm fish who was watching TV with great interest from standing at the door.

He looked at it and felt that Wen Queyu was really interesting. How dare he work so hard to find a way to open the door just to come in and watch the TV?
Of course, Wen Queyu didn't do it for the TV. She went all the way to the hospital to get closer to Jiang Youpan. Facing a fake Jiang Youpan really made her feel uncomfortable. She desperately needs to see the real thing to save her eyes.

But what the host said on TV perfectly matched the opening paragraph she wrote.

She frowned, and finally shifted her gaze from the TV to Jiang Youbo who was sitting on the hospital bed. She closed the door tightly and ran to sit beside him in the empty seat beside him.

Jiang Yousi really became weaker a lot, while Wen Queyu was worried about his body, a very dangerous word appeared in his mind, called sickness.

This is really sick and delicate. He probably doesn't even have the strength to resist if you punch him now, just sitting there so docilely, raising a pair of wet black eyes and looking at you quietly.

Wen Queyu's heart was a little soft, and he raised his hand to touch his forehead. He couldn't help it, and he was so cute that he wanted to do evil, so he pinched his face.

Just when Jiang Yousi was about to speak against her, she quickly changed the subject.

"Ruan Ruan, let me tell you, it's not easy for me."

With a long sigh, she began to describe what she had seen and heard since she came here.

"To tell you the truth, you in the book really owe me a lot. If it wasn't for Luo Yu, I might not be able to tell the difference between you and him so quickly. Now the fakes are really unqualified. That high-ranking, domineering look is just begging for beatings, and he seems to have an affair with the person in charge of this hospital. I just went to the conference room and saw with my own eyes that the two were about to kiss each other. I'm really, really... really mad at your face for doing such a vile thing!"

Wen Queyu really felt that Jiang Xiaohao's behavior was simply ruining Jiang Youpan's reputation. Although Jiang Youpan spoke a little poisonously and usually liked to complain about her a little, but in terms of his behavior, he had always been a gossip. And this Jiang Xiaohao said that he refused, but his body was very honest, and he was completely inactive and refused to show favors to other beautiful women.

Scumbag.

Jiang Yousi only glanced at the person who looked exactly like himself through the window that day, and when he heard what Wen Queyu said, he frowned instantly. If he frowned normally, he would have been full of momentum, but at this moment His face was pale, and there was no trace of momentum in his frail appearance.

"The time calculation for this dungeon should be based on my physical condition. The person who set me as infected must want to remind us to complete the task well."

Jiang Youpan's thick and curly eyelashes drooped, he coughed twice, raised his left hand with the needle inserted, and pushed up his right sleeve.

The white arm was wrapped with a bandage, with blood oozing from it, and the blood turned black on the fabric. I thought it was the dried blood, but it was not the case when I took a closer look.

Wen Queyu was frightened by Jiang Youbo's appearance, and his mind froze for a few seconds, like an instrument that had been in disrepair and lost part of its functions, so he could only stare at his arm with rounded eyes and a little slowly .

"It hasn't spread completely yet. You said that another person who is exactly like me also exists in this space, but... people here don't have any abnormal expressions when they see me. Tell me in detail what the person in charge looks like."

"The person in charge looks charming, with fox eyes, oval face, and a sweet voice." Wen Queyu carefully recalled Shi Yanyan's appearance, and then described it according to his own memories.

Jiang Youpan narrowed his eyes, hummed lightly, and then his expression became a little strange.

"I have an impression of the person you mentioned."

He took out a piece of A4 paper from under the pillow, with light-colored scratches on it, which looked like they were scratched with a needle.

"The person you mentioned. She inspects the ward every three days, but when she saw me, there was nothing unusual."

Jiang Yousi handed the piece of paper to Wen Queyu and pointed at it.

The cold fingertips inadvertently touched Wen Queyu's hand, she was stunned for a second and subconsciously grabbed his hand and held it in her palm.

"You?" Jiang Youpan looked up at her from the paper, with an expression of not understanding why she was acting like this at the moment.

The cooling fish put the paper on the quilt, held his hand with both hands, trying to warm his cold palm with his own temperature.

"Is it uncomfortable, Jiang Ruanruan?"

The little girl looked straight at him with her willow-leaf eyes, showing him her worries without hiding anything.

Hearing this, Jiang Yousi was silent for a few seconds, then coughed twice, his whole body became more and more haggard, the hair on his forehead fell limply, covering his brows, like a wounded deer in the forest innocent.

Regardless, he swayed to the side, and Wen Queyu was so frightened that he immediately leaned over to hold his shoulder.

He hummed softly, sullenly, innocently, and pitifully.

Then he sighed and said in a flat voice, "Well, it's hard."

"Ah? That, that, what should I do?!" Wen Queyu is a girl who is honest and sincere, and she can't see that Jiang Yousi is already suffering from mixed truth and falsehood at the moment. She just thinks that since he said he was uncomfortable, it must be painful. Can't stand it? !
(End of this chapter)