Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

"Boss, your mouth is so swollen, is it because of allergies?"

When they learned that Dr. Jiang had been coaxed into going back to the base with them, everyone was very excited, as if they saw the first-class merit waving at them.

During the lunch break, someone noticed that their boss was not in good condition.

"No." Feng Lu was refueling the car. He glanced at them coldly and said, "It's spicy."

We had a natural hotpot for lunch and it was normal to be spicy.

"No." Xia Fu jumped out: "Dr. Jiang specifically told me not to give you spicy hot pot. Captain Feng, you were clearly eating mushroom soup. Could you really be allergic? What should I do? I don't have any medicine here."

Feng Lu: "..."

"puff!!"

The white-haired boy who was leaning against the side to drink water couldn't help it and almost choked to death, and was glared at by Feng Lu.

The young man straightened his expression and said, "Hey, why is the water so hot?"

As he said this, he just like the old man passing by, carrying his water bottle and avoiding this place.

Xia Fu: “…”

I gave you cold water!

How come you two are so fat! !

Is there something wrong with your brain?

After finding Jiang Que, Feng Lu needs to send him back to the base as soon as possible to prevent this guy from going crazy and changing his mind.

Fill up the car with gas and continue on the road.

Feng Lu saw Jiang Que still standing slowly beside the car, with no intention of leaving, so he rolled up his sleeves and walked over: "Why aren't you leaving?"

Jiang Que leaned against the car door, his hair covering the boy's eyebrows when he lowered his head. He spread his hands and said lazily, "I'm tired and don't want to drive."

"..."

Feng Lu stared at Jiang Que with his dark eyes. He was silent for a while. As if he had compromised, he took the car keys from the boy and said, "You take a rest. I'll do it."

"That's so embarrassing."

The boy said sorry, but he honestly climbed into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

Feng Lu held the car keys and remained silent again.

Xia Fu hid at the back. Based on her experience of being thrown off yesterday, she fastened her seat belt obediently and didn't dare to say a word.

I hope Captain Feng doesn’t drive as recklessly as Dr. Jiang.

Feng Lu climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine. He saw a lump of stuff on the dashboard. He frowned and glanced at the boy next to him with a sharp look as if saying: You didn't wipe it?

I did it all!!

Don't you watch the speed when driving?!?

Facing Feng Lu's questioning look, Jiang Que, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shrugged his shoulders and responded silently: It's not mine, whoever messed it up should clean it up.

I don't wipe it anyway.

Feng Lu: "..."

You don't have any responsibility, right?!

Feng Lu controlled his temper, took two pieces of paper and did it himself.

Xia Fu, who was sitting in the back seat: "???"

What are you talking about?

Why can't I understand?

Feng Lu's team had two vehicles, one of which suddenly broke down on the way. A few people were left behind to repair the vehicle, while a few went to look for supplies nearby. Feng Lu was left alone to find a place to rest for the night.

As the team's key protected person, Jiang Que naturally received the best service. He didn't have to do anything but wait in the car for people to come back.

Wait until Feng Lu finds a good seat, then go there together.

There aren't many supplies to search nearby, and if there were any, they'd already been taken by others.

In the apocalypse, food is in short supply. Even if you escape the zombie virus, you may still starve to death in the apocalypse.

Fortunately, thanks to Xiafu’s mobile supermarket, they don’t starve to death.

Before it got dark, Feng Lu went to check nearby. Jiang Que and Xia Fu asked for two oranges and followed him.

[Ding! Congratulations on triggering the temporary task, watch Feng Lu change clothes, limited to one hour, please actively complete it. ]

Jiang Que followed suit, and the newly appointed 180 system issued the task in a mechanical electronic voice.

Jiang Que peeled the orange and raised his eyebrows as he stared at Feng Lu, who was walking in front of him wearing military camouflage and whose figure was outlined by the military belt.

Can this be called a mission?

It's simply a welfare.