Chapter 71 The evil Mr. Fu’s growing girlfriend (30)

The last moment she lost consciousness, it seemed like someone was hugging her tightly.

When I woke up again, before I could see my surroundings clearly, I smelled a pungent smell of disinfectant.

Her eyes slowly focused, and in her ears was the ticking sound of liquid flowing in the bottle. She was wearing a striped hospital gown.

Why did you come to the hospital?

【Host! You are finally awake.】

Zhaoge reluctantly sat up, "Junjun, what's wrong with me?"

Junjun was silent for a moment, "It's blood cancer."

Zhaoge was slightly stunned. She was in good health, so how could she suffer from blood cancer?

[Host, it’s all my fault. I didn’t pay attention to the evil spirit, allowing it to take advantage of it and attack you.]

"So what do you mean?"

[You sealed the demon lord's clone in the previous plane, and the demonic energy was sensed and activated defense resistance.

This time, the demonic energy is implanted into your body to form a virus. It shortens the time you can survive in this plane in order to get rid of you before the mission is successful.

Blame me for not noticing it earlier.]

Zhaoge muttered: "It turned out to be demonic energy... Junjun, don't blame yourself. After all, this thing was left by the Demon Lord, and his power is something that you and I can't see through."

Zhaoge calmed down and quickly analyzed the situation at hand.

The demonic energy has been dormant in the body for a long time, and I'm afraid this body won't be able to hold on for long.

"you're awake."

Jiang Yihang opened the door, moved a chair and sat next to the hospital bed, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Zhaoge was slightly stunned, "Senior, you sent me to the hospital?"

Jiang Yihang's face was serious, his gaze resting on Zhaoge's pale lips for a moment.

Junjun trembled all over, feeling like a god was staring at him through Zhaoge.

Damn it, I screwed up everything in front of the boss of the God Realm, do I still have a chance to return to the God Realm...

"Senior?"

Jiang Yihang said slowly: "I happened to pass by and saw you unconscious so I brought you to the hospital. You fainted due to blood cancer. Zhaoge, your current condition is very bad and you have reached the advanced stage."

"How long do I...have?"

"Less than a month."

When their eyes met, the emotion in Jiang Yihang's eyes was not the care or sympathy between friends, but a deep meaning that she couldn't understand.

Is it only one month?·····

Zhaoge lowered his eyes slightly, "Senior, thank you for today. Can you keep this matter a secret for me first?"

Logically speaking, Jiang Yihang had already told his relatives about the matter as soon as possible.

But right now, he was the only one guarding the ward.

Jiang Yihang opened his mouth. He had so many things to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

Finally, he nodded and agreed to Zhaoge's request.

Regarding the fact that he was about to die, Zhaoge didn't feel much sadness.

Since you don't have much time, go find him.

The demonic energy wants to stop him, and he wants to stop the demon king.

Then, everyone depends on their ability.

She stayed in the hospital for a few days, and then used the excuse of traveling abroad during the summer vacation to successfully avoid everyone and planned to find Fu Qijun alone.

After booking the flight, I secretly contacted my assistant Xiao Zhou and asked about Fu Qijun's location.

She arranged everything in the shortest possible time, and after arriving in France, she went directly to the address given by Xiao Zhou.

Busy streets, crowded with people.

Fu Qijun was wearing a black coat and looked elegant and handsome. He nodded and waved goodbye to his friend, but was stunned when he turned around.

Not far away, Zhaoge stood under the tung tree, with a youthful smile on his face.

He has always been steady and rarely shows surprise.

The person whom I have been thinking about day and night appears here, I must be dazzled.

Even if it was dazzling, he didn't want to miss it.

Fu Qijun stepped forward and walked straight towards Zhaoge.

"Little uncle..."

Zhaoge rushed towards Fu Qijun with inexplicable love and a lonely courage.

"Zhaoge!"

Feeling the familiar embrace, Zhaoge's smile faded a little.

In the bustling crowd, in a foreign country, the only sense of belonging comes from the man in front of me.

We know clearly that we are incompatible with each other, but we will become enemies again.

But at this moment, she had only one idea. To hug him tightly in the surging crowd and feel his breath and his love.

"Why do you want to come here?"

Zhaoge stepped lightly on his feet, raised his face and said, "I want to stay with my little uncle all the time and never be separated for a moment."

Fu Qijun smiled and shook his head, "There's really nothing I can do against you."

The night in Paris is romantic, and the rain can catch people off guard.

The young couple who were strolling around the night view inevitably got some rain on their bodies.

After Fu Qijun brought Zhaoge back to the presidential suite of the hotel, he was worried like an old father, fearing that Zhaoge would catch a cold, and urged her to take a hot bath quickly.

Zhaoge looked Fu Qijun up and down and said with a smile: "Uncle, you better go first. If you catch a cold, how can we feed the pigeons tomorrow?"

Fu Qijun threw the soaked coat into the clothes basket and handed the bath towel to Zhaoge, "I'll wash it next door, you wash it here. Go quickly."

I almost forgot that this entire hotel belongs to Fu Qijun, and he has no shortage of one or two places to take a bath.

Zhaoge shrugged, "Okay."

As soon as she entered the bathroom, her little head slowly popped up and looked outside.

Fu Qijun said dotingly: "What's wrong?"

Zhaoge blinked his big innocent eyes, "Uncle, I came to see you as soon as I got off the plane. My luggage is still with Sister Zhou. These clothes..."

Fu Qijun coughed slightly and said a little unnaturally: "Wait a minute."

He went out and made a phone call to ask someone to bring the suitcase. After thinking about it, he went to the cloakroom again.

"Here, just get dressed first. Your box will be delivered shortly."

Fu Qijun came back and handed Zhaoge a white shirt and men's shorts.

After giving it, he left immediately, his pace was much faster than usual.

Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, turned around and went to the bathroom without saying anything.

When he came out again, Fu Qijun was not in the room. The suitcase had been delivered to him at some point, and he was staying quietly in the corner of the room.

His clothes were more than one size too big for Zhaoge. Zhaoge shook off his sleeves and walked towards the suitcase.

After Fu Qijun finished taking a bath, he returned to the house with brown sugar and ginger water.

When he opened the door, Zhaoge was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to him, holding a pamphlet in his hand and reading.

The suitcase in the corner had been opened, but she was still wearing his shirt and black pants.

The loose shirt made her figure even more petite. She lowered her head slightly and wore a shower cap on her head.

Fu Qijun put the ginger water on the table and walked towards her with the hair dryer.

Hearing the movement behind him, Zhaoge turned around and pointed at the tourist attractions on the brochure, "Uncle, you are here. How about we go here to play when you are free?"

Fu Qijun plugged in the hair dryer and said "Okay" at first, and then said somewhat reproachfully: "Why don't you blow your hair?"

Zhaoge shrugged and said nonchalantly: "It will be done in a while, it's okay."

The round shoulders were looming with her movements, Fu Qijun's eyes dimmed, and then the sound of the hair dryer sounded in the room.

The wet hair slides between the fingers and is slowly blown dry.

There was a soft sound, and the sound of the hair dryer suddenly stopped.

Zhaoge felt strange in her heart. It was really strange that Fu Qijun didn't preach to her today.

Just as he was about to turn around, soft lips touched his shoulder, and Zhao Ge's whole body felt as if electricity had passed through him.

Fu Qijun put his thin lips next to her ear and whispered: "Zhao Ge, I miss you too."

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