Super A boss is acting like a baby across the screen again

Chapter 11, it's hard to understand

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Ji Tingshen's eyes followed the "boy" on the screen all the time, and entered a somewhat old and dilapidated apartment building. Just as he was about to turn off his mobile phone, he saw that the flashing alarm symbol disappeared, replaced by light green bars character of.

Game mission?

Friendly value?
Ji Tingshen's fingers lightly touched those characters.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the person on the screen again.

Sang Nuo followed Ding Liang to the room prepared for her.

The room is still not very big, but compared with the low bungalow, it has a lot more space.

A bed, a table, a chair, a three to four square meter bathroom, and a dark red wardrobe placed against the ceiling.

The wardrobe looked quite old, and the paint on it was half spent. There was a large mirror inlaid on the side, facing the door.

Sang Nuo looked at himself in the glasses, his hair was limp and drooping, his coat was wet and dirty, he was very embarrassed.

"Let's just take this room," Ding Liang said, "This room was originally lived by a little girl, so it's relatively the cleanest on this floor."

"Thank you," Sono looked away.

"You're welcome." Ding Liang glanced at her, leaned against the door frame, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and sniffed it under his nose, "They're all brothers."

Sano nodded.

"Today's matter," Ding Liang said, "I thought you would have to make a fuss, but I didn't expect you to be very knowledgeable about current affairs."

"People have to bow their heads under the roof," Sanno said.

"Besides, you've made it so obvious. If I'm fooling around, wouldn't it be a little sorry for you to speak well of me to the captain."

"Hey," Ding Liang paused while holding the cigarette, "How do you know what I said is good or not?"

Sano laughed.

"If the third captain hadn't spoken well for me in front of the captain, I don't believe that the captain would have arranged such a room for me. It would be obvious that I would be treated differently from those below."

She said and raised her chin towards the room where she lived before.

Ding Liang stopped talking, and after a while, he gave her a thumbs up, "Excellent."

"Amazing," Sonuo raised his eyebrows, leaning lazily against the door frame on the other side.

"The third leader is the one who is more powerful. I thought that today I would either be beaten by a group or thrown out of the safe zone. I didn't expect to have such a place to spend the night."

She spoke and swept around the room again.

"No way," Ding Liang pushed the smoke under his nose again, "With your skills, it's impossible for the captain to treat you like that."

Sanno looked at himself in the mirror.

He is half a head taller than Ding Liang.

"The safety zone is quite short of people right now," Ding Liang said. "One more person with good skills is enough to hold a celebration party for the safety zone."

Sanno was amused by him.

"Why, don't you believe me?" Ding Liang asked.

Sono didn't respond.

"That is to say, there is no such condition now, otherwise I will directly hold a welcoming party for you," Ding Liang said.

Speaking of greeting, San Nuo thought of the man she just beat up, and she turned her words around before asking, "What is the Zhou ceremony?"

Ding Liang's words stopped suddenly.

"Is it convenient to say?" Sano asked.

Ding Liang looked at her, hesitant to speak.

"Okay, okay, don't ask any more," Sang Nuo turned his gaze back to the mirror, brushed his hair at himself in the mirror, and tugged the zipper of his jacket.

From the inexplicable wearing here, the only thing that made her happy was that she found such a well-fitting dress in the abandoned shopping mall opposite the previous apartment, otherwise she might have to chat with Ding Liang face to face in her pajamas now.

"It's not impossible to say," Ding Liang was not a entangled person, and he spoke after a few seconds of consideration, "Zhou Li is the son of our second captain."

"Second captain?" San Nuo was a little surprised, "I thought it belonged to the big captain."

"It's pretty much the captain of the brigade now," Ding Liang said.

"A year ago, a fire broke out in the safe area. The captain was trapped in the room because of injuries and couldn't get out. The second captain didn't go to rescue Zhou Li immediately, but went to rescue him first."

In the follow-up, Ding Liang can almost guess the score without mentioning San Nuo.

The captain was rescued by the second captain. He may have been severely burned and died later. His son probably got burnt that time and became what he is now. In order to repay his kindness, the captain treated Zhou Li as his own son...

"As a result, the second captain smelled the heavy smoke and suffered from asthma, and died as soon as he ran to the corridor," Ding Liang said.

"Huh?" For a moment, San Nuo thought he had heard wrong.

"Then the team leader insisted on wrapping himself in a wet quilt and dragging his injured leg, escaped from the inside, and even saved Zhou Li," Ding Liang said.

"………………what?"

I don't know if this world and her world use the same emoji. If they are the same, Sang Nuo wants to send Ding Liang an emoji of the subway grandfather looking at his phone.

Well, it's hard to understand.

"No," Sang Nuo said, "does this have anything to do with the captain treating Zhou Li as his son?"

Could it be that Zhou Li cried and begged to be the captain's son because the captain saved him?
"It doesn't matter why," Ding Liang said, "Zhou Li is the nephew of the captain. The second captain is dead, and the captain is his only relative!"

"………………what?"

If it wasn't for Ding Liang's sincere expression, San Nuo would almost feel that he was teasing her.

Kiss your nephew, just kiss your nephew, what are you talking about?
"In short, Zhou Li's position in the safe zone is quite special," Ding Liang concluded, "Don't provoke him if you have nothing to do."

Sano didn't speak.

When Ding Liang looked over, he put aside what happened just now, "It may not be up to me, I didn't provoke him today, he came to me first."

Ding Liang choked on these words, "It won't happen in the future, the captain's attitude today is equivalent to saying that he is on your side."

"Oh," Sanno nodded.

"I'll get some food delivered in a while." Ding Liang guessed that he felt that he had talked too much tonight, so he put the cigarette that he had been sniffing for a long time back into the box, and was about to leave. "Rest early."

"Well," Sanno nodded again.

In fact, she still wanted to ask some questions, but thinking about what Ding Liang had just explained to her about the status of the relationship between the captain and Zhou Li, she didn't want to ask any more.

Ji Ting frowned deeply and stared at the closed door on the screen for a while, then turned off the phone and put it aside.

He sat leaning against the bed for a long time before he took out a small medicine bottle from the drawer of the bedside table, poured two pills into his mouth.

In fact, every time he vomited blood suddenly, he would basically lie on the bed for a period of time, but he had never spent such a long time before, which made Zhao Tianyi so nervous.

The night was quiet and dark.

I thought I would lie down all night with my eyes closed like before, but I didn't expect to open my eyes again and it was dawn. The sun slowly painted the eastern sky all over, and the sun like salted egg yolk climbed up from the horizon little by little.

Ji Ting looked at the phone in some surprise.

5:49
He actually slept for three hours straight.

This is something that has never happened before.

His sleep quality was extremely poor. The reason he stayed in the nursing home for so long this time was because it was very quiet at first. After taking sleeping pills at night, he could barely sleep through the night intermittently.

But this time... After being in a coma for two days, he fell asleep after taking only two pills at night.

This feeling is very strange, Ji Tingshen can't even describe his mood at this moment.

At six o'clock, the nurse Xiaohui came in with a large bouquet of fresh roses, and she was a little surprised to see Ji Tingshen leaning on the side and distracted.

"Good morning, Mr. Ji."

"Good morning," Ji Ting nodded to her, his thoughts disturbed.

"You slept well last night, didn't you?" Xiaohui took out the roses in the vase, and inserted fresh flowers with dewdrops on the petals into the vase.

"Huh?" Ji Ting looked at her deeply.

(End of this chapter)