The more anxious Rong Zhao felt, the more things came up. In the afternoon, it turned into mild pulmonary edema. This time, he didn't need the head nurse to persuade him to know that the matter was serious or minor.
As the person with the highest military rank who came this time, it was normal for him to want to call the border guard company. Gu Chen received the call from Rong Zhao not long after Duan Zhaoan returned to the prisoner's room.
When the call came from Sanli Camp, Gu Chen already knew who was calling.
Rong Zhao..., she almost forgot about him.
As soon as he picked up the phone, Rong Zhao on the other side seemed to know who it was, "Just as long as you're okay." His voice was extremely hoarse from the cold, as if he was being pressed down by a heavy stone.
He didn't say much, only repeated one sentence three times, and it was so heavy that it sank into his heart.
Gu Chen pursed his lips. His voice was hoarse and his breathing was a little disordered. He must be sick.
"Rongzhao, I'm fine." Her voice was calm, even a little distant.
Gu Chen would never ask for something she couldn't afford. Furthermore, she never liked dealing with several men at the same time. Even at the peak of power in her previous life, there was only one man by her side.
The cold voice was like the thousand-year-old snow on the snow-capped mountains, so cold that there was no trace of warmth. It was in this coldness that Rong Zhao's finger holding the microphone trembled slightly.
When the health worker who accompanied him saw this, he couldn't help but look at him worriedly. This officer was not an ordinary officer. He came from the Rong family in Luoyang to the Rong family in Beijing... A person with such a good family background couldn't have an accident in the Sanli barracks.
Otherwise, everyone will be punished.
Rong Zhao slowly sat back on the stool, tried hard, and tried harder to raise the corners of his mouth, and chuckled: "Well, I know you are fine, but I always feel uneasy if I don't confirm it myself."
Even though he carefully controlled his voice, he coughed without restraint. After a cough, cold air was poured directly into his throat, causing several loud coughs.
He coughed so hard that he seemed to be coughing out his lungs. The hygienist who took care of him turned pale with fright. He reached out to grab the microphone in Rong Zhao's hand, "Chief, hang up the phone quickly! The head nurse said you can't be emotional.
Excited! Something big is going to happen."
Rong Zhao's eyes were sharp, and he showed the sharp aura of a special soldier, warning the health worker silently with his eyes. But he continued: "I feel relieved when I hear your voice and confirm that you are fine."
"If you are sick, you should follow the instructions of the medical staff. Being sick on the plateau is a big deal, Rong Zhao, you should understand." Gu Chen, who frowned slightly, resisted the idea of hanging up the phone directly. Don't give people hope from the beginning.
Don't give people the wrong impression.
Gu Chen, who has a cold nature, rarely cares about other people's feelings. He is straightforward, cold and ruthless. This is the real Gu Chen.
She leaned on the desk, looked at the door indifferently, landed on the gray-brown weathered stones, and said: "I'm fine here, you don't have to worry. You are coughing, and it is not suitable to talk to others..."
Before she could say her rejection, Rongzhao, who had a premonition of something, couldn't wait and interrupted in a panic, "I won't make fun of my body, Gu Chen, I just want to hear your voice now. I know you are on the way.
From the time I encountered an avalanche to losing contact with Gu Chen, I didn't close my eyes for the whole night, for fear that I would miss your news as soon as I closed my eyes."
"I thought, why did I fall asleep yesterday? How could I still be able to sleep even though you were by my side? If I hadn't slept, I would have left you... and you wouldn't have encountered an avalanche.
