Chapter 1721 Unexpectedly, it was a ghost who asked the water
"It seems that this is the real man power." Wenshui said.
Zuo Lin stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, looked at him, then at Xiao Mohan, and asked, "Han, how long have I slept? Where is Yao Rong? How is she?"
Lying for a whole week, Zhuo Li's voice was hoarse.
"Drink." Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand and gave him a glass of water. Zhuo Li took the glass, drank the water, lifted the quilt out of bed, and threw himself on the ground.
"Are you looking for death? The poison on your body has not been cleared, and you are messing around?" Before asking the water, he stood up and pressed him on the bed.
Zhuo Lin struggled to get up, Xiao Mohan turned around and said in a deep voice, "Once you have an accident, Yao Rong will be completely out of help."
With a word, Zhuo Li calmed down, and he took a deep breath.
"How is she now?" Zhuo Li stretched out his hand and grabbed his leg, forcing himself to calm down.
Xiao Mohan stretched out his chair and sat down, took a document and handed it to him, and said in a deep voice, "Look at this first."
Zuo Lin took the file, his face changed after flipping through it, looking at Xiao Mohan, his lips moved, but there was no sound.
"Han." Zhuo Di called him in a deep voice.
Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, patted his shoulder, and said, "Give it to me."
Wen Shui looked at Zhuo Li's mood not very well, so he put away the file, and then glanced at Zhuo Li lightly: "Yao Rong has finished giving birth to the child, and before the full moon, she is in a different situation from you, so isolate."
"She's not here, Ben Shao will arrange to let you see her." Wenshui said, helping Zhuo Li up and lying on the bed. Seeing Zhuo Li moving, he forcibly pressed Zhuo Li's shoulder.
Wen Shui stared at Zhuo Li's eyes, looked at him and said: "Don't mess around, take a break."
"Hmm." Zhuo Di replied, watching Wenshui leave, he lifted the quilt, and wanted to go out, but after thinking about it, he turned and climbed out from the French window and turned to the backyard.
Zhuo Lin leaned against the wall and heard the sound of footsteps going away. He walked along the wall and looked at the situation in each bedroom. In the end....
"Puff" Zhuo Li felt his chest surge and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He turned over with his chest, pushed open the window, and crawled in.
With his feet wrapped around the curtains, Zhuo Li fell heavily to the ground.
"Yao Rong." When Zhuo Li got up and approached the bed, he felt a chill.
The cold chill seemed to burst from within her body, Zhuo Lu staggered, walked forward, and saw Yao Rong pale and lying on the bed.
Zhuo Lin rushed forward, reached out and touched her hand, grasping firmly.
"Rong Rong, this is Zhuo Li, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Li looked at her, hugged her, and his masculine face pressed against her.
Trying to use her body heat to dissipate the chill from her body.
"Yao Rong, Yao Rong." Zhuo Xi was so excited, his face flushed as if he had drunk, he picked her up in his arms, and kissed her forehead, brows, and palms with his head down.
Placed her hand on her face, choked up and looked at her.
"It's all my fault. We shouldn't want him if we want to have a baby. If we don't have a baby, nothing will happen, right?" Zhuo Di whispered.
Who wants children to pass on from generation to generation? It was because of having children that Yao Rong became like this.
Vaguely heard the movement, the bedroom door was pushed open, Zhuo Lao and Wen Lao rushed in and saw Zhuo Li sitting by the bed, hugging Yao Rong tightly.
"Zhuo Li, if you stay away from her, it will be contagious." Asked Lao rushed forward, wanting to pull Zhuo Li.
Hearing the old question, Zhuo Li hugged her tighter, looked up at the two elders, staring at them with bloodthirsty eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If it is really contagious, I would rather she spread the virus to me. I can bear this kind of crime alone."
(End of this chapter)