After Cui Yunjun left that night, Zhao fan lay in bed and thought for a long time. Because of his actions, Zhu Datong and others may target him in the future, but only he knew that there was a reason why Cui Yunjun put forward that plan.
After midnight, Zhao fan woke up in a daze. He felt weak all over and his nose was stuffed badly. He touched his forehead and could have a fucking barbecue.
"Grass, good is bad, bad is really a bad cold." Zhao fan got up, put on his clothes weakly, went downstairs and drove towards the hospital.
I have to get a shot. There are still many things to be solved by myself in Niujiao village.
After arriving at the hospital, the head nurse recognized Zhao fan with pale complexion and purple lips at a glance. She quickly took Zhao fan to the ward and arranged to inform him of drip water delivery. Not long after, vice president Xu Fang also came. After taking his temperature, she frowned and said, "how did it burn so badly?"
Zhao fan sighed and said that he might have gone to Niujiao village to catch the cold. Then he closed his eyes and felt a faint tingling from the back of his hand. When he opened his eyes, the hour tube had been inserted by Xu Fang.
"There seem to be a lot of people with colds these days?" Zhao fan asked.
Xu Fang asked the head nurse to do something else first, then nodded, sat beside Zhao fan and said, "it was a rainstorm a few days ago, the temperature suddenly dropped, and many people caught a cold. You are also lucky to meet someone you know, otherwise you have to queue up for an hour or two."
"Don't worry. I'm on duty tonight. I'll change your bottle regularly. I'll prepare breakfast for you tomorrow morning."
Zhao fan's morbid face showed a trace of gratitude. It's a pity that Xu Fang's woman, who is so sexual, runs and puts, falls into the hands of a guy like Yang Song who can.
When Zhao fan woke up again, it was more than four o'clock in the morning. At the moment he opened his eyes, Zhao fan stared at Xu Fang who was still changing the bottle. At the moment, she had changed into a nurse's clothes and her two long snow-white legs. She looked at Zhao fan's dry mouth.
Zhao fan suddenly remembered that last time he mentioned the nurse's clothes to Xu Fang. Is it difficult for her to remember until now!
"Unexpectedly, Mayor Zhao, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is afraid of injections." Seeing Zhao fan wake up, Xu Fang sat on the edge of the bed. She seemed very satisfied with Zhao fan's almost green eyes and whispered, "it's specially changed for you. Do you like it?"
"Sleeping trough, role play!" Zhao fan subconsciously swallowed his saliva and quickly nodded. Can he say that he is going to get a blessing in disguise?
At this moment, Zhao fan even felt that his spirit was back, his nose was not blocked, and his whole body was full of strength. He thought that the woman of the cure system was cow force, and his physical and mental diseases could be cured?
"It's not so hot. I wonder if you still have the strength to play role-playing?"
"I have been resurrected with blood!"
"I've informed other nurses that I'll take care of them here. Do whatever you want, a man full of blood?"