The tent was closed, and Luojia couldn't bear it anymore. He fell to the ground, his whole body seemed to be frozen, his limbs were trembling with cold, but big beads of sweat rolled out on his forehead. During a battle three years ago, he was in the jungle.
I was infected with cold and heat, and even after visiting famous doctors, I could not be cured. Although my life was saved, I still suffered from hidden illnesses that would relapse from time to time. Almost every time, I was in pain as if I was shedding a layer of skin.
Originally, from the beginning of spring to the middle of summer, this kind of disease rarely occurs, but due to the continuous rain, we encountered it halfway.
His painful moans were drowned by the sound of rain, and his body rolled on the carpet like a snake. His hands kept scratching, and he was not aware of the pain even when a series of terrible blood marks were scratched on his body.
A small figure crept in and looked at him from a distance. He curled up like a wolf at the end of its rope. He had already lost his alertness and had no idea that anyone was approaching.
She walked a few more steps and looked around cautiously, only to hear his rapid and painful breathing and struggling. Her heart felt numb, but she still couldn't stop the pain of hunger, the temptation of pastries - her eyes were bright, and her delicious peaks,
So close.
She finally plucked up the courage and walked over. At this time, Luojia had completely lost the ability to move and collapsed on the ground. His former majesty was gone. He was no longer the terrifying and ferocious king, but an endangered weakling.
. She judged and examined, and then her little mind turned around and realized that this person was sick - almost fainting.
Fever is prevalent these days. Could it be that he also got the fever that everyone talks about?
She boldly squatted next to him, and did not move for a while. She was overjoyed, turned around quietly, and stood on tiptoe to get the pastries on the counter: osmanthus cake, red date cake, golden arhat cake... There was a burst of pain in her nose.
The aroma was attacking me, and all the gluttons came to my throat. They gurgled and grabbed the nearest plate and ate it.
After three pieces of pastry, she was so hungry that she didn't even taste the taste. She was about to get another plate when her vest was empty and was lifted heavily and thrown to the ground. Luo Jia was like a wounded tiger, his eyes were on fire.
It was really true that a tiger was bullied by a dog. This ugly girl dared to steal food while she was sick.
Perhaps due to excessive force, the clothes on Fang Fei's back were torn, and the child's chubby back was exposed to the air, white and white, more dazzling than the cakes on her plate. She was paralyzed with fear, crying, and she was about to die.
Are you going to die for this plate of cakes?
Luojia's eyes blurred, and a burst of pain hit him. He was surrounded by a chill again, and his teeth chattered. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and scratched around, and suddenly touched a warm place - that was the child's warm back.
, with his mouth pursed, he wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to cry; he wanted to run away, but he didn't have the strength.
Luojia didn't know what it was at all. It was like a piece of charcoal delivered in time. He felt a burst of warmth, warmer than the layers of brocade quilts covering him. The stove, what he needed most at this time was the stove, but it was not as hot as the stove.
Grilled, its temperature is just right.
Suddenly warm but still cold, he huddled up in the brocade quilt and completely lost his mind. He stretched out his big hands and hugged the chubby body in his arms without thinking. Fang Fei held the cake in her hand, but she was firmly held
, was held behind his back, unable to bend over. He still had a pastry in his mouth and had no time to swallow it. As soon as he hugged him, the pastry was stuck in his throat. He couldn't cry or spit it out. He whimpered, only in his arms.
He struggled desperately, all his tears and nose wiped on his body.
The more she struggled, the more warm vitality she brought to him. Luojia held her tightly with both hands. Slowly, the little girl stopped struggling, felt a little better in her stomach, and snuggled tiredly into his arms.
Go to sleep. Because of this warmth, the chill in Luojia's body gradually subsided and he fell into a deep sleep.