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

Chapter 4 You Are The Little Girl
When the door of the room was knocked again, the sun had long been silent in the sky, leaving only a thin streak of sunlight on the clean glass of the greenhouse.

"Come in."

Ji Ting came back to his senses, glanced at the woolen yarn that was tangled into a ball at some point, and then looked towards the flower house door.

"How is it? Is it better?"

Before Zhao Tianyi came in, his voice floated through the crack of the door.

Ji Tingshen got up slightly, swept the few knitted roses scattered on his body to the ground, changed a comfortable posture and leaned back, although his voice was still lazy, but it was obviously warmer, "When you called just now, did you Didn't you just ask?"

"Tsk, how can I explain clearly on the phone," Zhao Tianyi said.

As the only person who grew up with Ji Tingshen and was not afraid of Ji Tingshen, he acted quite freely, pulled a chair and leaned in front of Ji Tingshen, his eyes swept back and forth on Ji Tingshen's face for a few times, and finally frowned, " Why does it look worse?"

Ji Tingshen pushed away the approaching face mercilessly, raised his eyebrows, "You don't bother me a few times, maybe I'll get well sooner."

"Damn, it seems that your illness is because of me, if it wasn't for—"

Zhao Tian suddenly stopped in the middle of his words, and looked carefully at Ji Tingshen's face back and forth. Seeing that his expression was normal, he changed the subject with a smile, "My brother said that he found Dr. Shao Luo in Germany, and he will be able to do it in a few days. return."

"Ok?"

Hearing this sentence, the expression on Ji Tingshen's face changed slightly, and his tone was mixed with surprise, "Found it?"

"Well," Zhao Tian nodded.

"Didn't you say..." Ji Ting paused for a moment, "Is his whereabouts erratic in the past few years?"

"Yes," Zhao Tianyi nodded again.

He casually picked up the needles and balls of wool that Ji Tingshen had dropped on the ground, and the smile on his face became even more obvious, "How can you say that you are lucky, my brother happened to meet me just as I was going back to the hotel after talking about business, you said Coincidentally?"

"Besides," Zhao Tianyi paused in a mysterious manner, "My brother also said... that he will be able to return to China at the latest next week. How about it, are you happy?"

Ji Tingshen didn't answer the question immediately, looked at him, smiled with the corner of his mouth curled up, "Happy."

Zhao Tianyi frowned.

The cheerful atmosphere was ruined because of this curl of lips and frown.

Ji Ting sighed deeply, "It's useless, I know that you have been working hard for my illness in recent years, especially recently, but my own body knows it well."

Zhao Tianyi was still frowning, and the ball of wool was even more messed up by him.

"Never mind—"

"Then I'll find another better doctor!"

Before Ji Tingshen could finish speaking, Zhao Tianyi interrupted him by raising his volume and glaring at him, "I don't believe that there are so many doctors in the world, none of them can cure your Ji Tingshen's illness."

"..."

When Ji Ting was yelled at like this, he didn't know what to say for a while.

To be honest, no one in this world except Zhao Tianyi dared to yell at him like that, and no one was willing to yell at him because he didn't want to live or leave him alone.

There are no people who hope that he will die, and there are no people who hope that he will live well.

There are people around him all year round, but no one is making friends with him with sincerity.

purpose, benefit.

They only care about money and power.

Zhao Tianyi is one year younger than him, but he always likes to play his brother's heart.

When he was a child, he was bullied and dared not fight back, but when he grew up, he became Mr. Zhao, whom no one dared to offend easily, and would spread his wings like a mother chicken to protect him behind him at critical moments.

The two of them remained silent for a long time before Ji Tingshen spoke, "Okay, I'll trust you, I'll wait for you to find me the best doctor in the world, don't stare."

Zhao Tianyi gave a cold snort, barely looked away, and started rambling.

"Let me tell you Ji Tingshen, your thinking is wrong."

"This Shao Luo hasn't seen a doctor for you yet. You can't be so pessimistic. What if he cured you with a simple set of observations and inquiries?"

"They are known as 'the 180th ninth-generation descendant of Hua Tuo', and there is also an ancestral plaque."

"Oh," Ji Ting replied perfunctorily.

"You don't believe me?" Zhao Tianyi started to stare again.

"letter."

"If you don't believe me, just wait. I'll show you the ancestral plaque of his family. I took a picture of it—"

"Ah Shen!!!"

As soon as Zhao Tian took out his mobile phone, Ji Tingshen's expression changed before he could finish speaking, and he turned his head and retched and vomited a mouthful of blood.

*
"Cough cough..."

The coughing became louder and louder, and it took a long time before it stopped.

Waking up from the soft and warm big bed again after four days, San Nuo was at a loss for a moment.

It was completely dark, with sporadic light coming in through the window, and the surroundings were unbelievably quiet.

She moved her legs and arms, and the pain from falling down the stairs disappeared without a trace, except for the slight soreness in the muscles when stretching, Sanno almost suspected that everything that happened during the day was an illusory dream.

In the dream, she swung a wrench and killed all directions, and finally fell down the stairs with blood spattered on the spot.

But why?

She frowned.

Obviously those things happened, why did she wake up and nothing happened?
It was the same as that time before, when she accidentally fell from a tree, she thought she would die just like that, but when she woke up the next day, her whole body was intact.

Very strange.

And before she was completely unconscious...she seemed to see a pair of eyes...

Sang Nuo carefully recalled the events of these four days, but apart from these two times, he couldn't find any other flaws.

She was thinking so hard that she didn't notice the slight footsteps outside.

until--

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a tall man stood at the door with a gun aimed at her head.

"do not move!"

Sanuo slept for too long, and hit her head against the stairs again. Although she didn't see any obvious wounds, she was still drowsy and not awake. When she heard the door being pushed open, she subconsciously touched her waist.

As soon as the warm skin touched the warm metal, the tall man at the door suddenly suppressed his throat and let out a cold drink.

Sang Nuo curled up his fingers at the yelling, tightly gripped the wrench, and stared at the door vigilantly with a pair of bright eyes.

It's a pity that the light in the room is too dark.

She widened her eyes and couldn't tell what kind of person was standing at the door, but she felt a little relieved when she confirmed that it was a normal person who could speak.

Not zombies.

Although her arms and legs are fine, she is still a little dizzy, and she feels sick when she moves a lot, and she doesn't want to jump up and swing the wrench for the time being.

It's just that this guy looks...

"Put your hands up!"

The man lowered his voice and growled again. His voice was very hoarse and unpleasant, like a concrete floor that hadn't been smoothed, which made people very uncomfortable.

Seeing that Sonuo was still sitting on the bed without moving, he added in a rough voice, "Otherwise I will shoot."

In the next second, Sanno heard the sound of a bullet being loaded.

Her hand stopped for a moment, and after a few seconds, it slowly stretched out from under the quilt and raised it above her head.

The surroundings returned to silence. After a while, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps in the living room, and then, a white light from a flashlight shone directly on her face.

Sono narrowed his eyes slightly.

... It seems that there is nothing good about it.

"Captain," the person standing at the door took a step back to make way, the gun still pointed at Sanno's face, "I found a survivor."

"Survivor?" The person called the captain was a little surprised, and walked to the door of the bedroom in a few steps.

Sang Nuo's eyes were blinded by the glare, and he tilted his head.

The captain took a few more steps forward, and the light shining on San Nuo's face became stronger.

It wasn't until he was a step away from the head of the bed that he moved the flashlight aside, "Little girl?"

His tone rose as he spoke, with a slightly uncomfortable...surprise.

No, to be precise, surprise.

It was as if a treasure had been discovered suddenly.

Sang Nuo closed his eyes hard, and then opened them again. There were still large spots of light in front of his eyes. Hearing this, he turned around and stared at him calmly without speaking.

The captain looked her face back and forth unscrupulously.

Finally, his eyes stopped on San Nuo's bright eyes, "A delicate and soft girl doesn't stay in the safe zone at night, she stays here—"

boom!
Isn't it looking for death?
Before the man had finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of metal breaking bones.

Seeing the "delicate" little girl in front of her, her eyes suddenly changed, and she quickly jumped up from the bed. The silver-white wrench reflected a cold light under the flashlight.

A zombie that appeared from nowhere slowly fell behind him.

The foul-smelling blood spattered all over him.

His eyes widened in astonishment.

"You are the little girl," San Nuo said in a deep voice, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

The man was still in the same place, and after a long while, he raised his head with complicated eyes, staring at San Nuo, who was half a head taller than him, and did not speak for a long time.

"team leader!"

Outside the bedroom, someone suddenly yelled, his tone full of panic, "Someone in the team is infected!"

(End of this chapter)