Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 638 Isn't it cold?
Lan Xi was helpless, the pain caused by the medicine made him have no time to think.

"Okay, okay, I see, it's still the same as when I was a child, okay." He said hoarsely.

Hearing the perfunctory meaning in his words, Duan Fan looked at him gravely, "Really?"

Lan Xi nodded, and did not forget to add, "But I can't remember what we were like when we were young."

Duan Fan couldn't help admiring him for his meticulous thought.

At this moment, he is still telling the lie about his amnesia, should he applaud him?
"Are you hungry, let me get you something to eat?"

Lan Xi shook her head, losing her appetite.

He can't eat any delicacies now, and he just wants the effect of the medicine to pass quickly.

"Knock Knock-"

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

Duan Fan turned to look at the door, "Who?"

"it's me."

Steady voice, gentle tone.

uncle?

Lan Xi was surprised, and he nodded lightly to Duan Fan's questioning gaze.

Duan Fan understood, got up and went to open the door.

As soon as a crack in the door was opened, cold air poured out.

Zhang Dong couldn't help shivering and rubbed his arms.

I go.

Has he come to the North Pole?

Duan Fan asked politely, "Uncle Zhang, why haven't you rested so late?"

"I'm worried about Lan Xi's situation. If I can't sleep, I'll come and take a look." As he said, Zhang Dong looked past him and looked inside.

"Is Lan Xi asleep?"

Duan Fan turned his body sideways so that it would be easier for him to enter the room.

"He's awake, Uncle Zhang, come in and talk."

Hearing this, Zhang Dong walked in quickly.

The moment he stepped into the room, the chill became even more piercing, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He shook his body, glanced at Duan Fan's thick coat from the corner of his eye, and spoke with trembling voice, "Duan Fan, aren't you cold?"

Duan Fan said calmly, "It's okay."

Zhang Dong took a breath, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, he was young after all.

Really cold.

At this time, a weak voice came, "Uncle."

Zhang Dong looked along the source of the sound, touched the figure on the bed, and ran over.

Fearing that he would be worried, Lan Xi forcibly cheered up, and the forced smile was even more heart-rending.

"uncle."

Zhang Dong's eyes became hot, and he said distressedly, "Why is his face so pale, he feels thinner again, and his whole body is skinny."

No wonder Yi Xuan and the others said that Yao Jin was domineering, look how tortured his nephew was.

Enduring the pain, Lan Xi comforted her in a hoarse voice, "Uncle, I'm fine, don't worry."

"You said it's okay, look at your face..." Zhang Dong's voice became choked up.

"You child has suffered since childhood, and now it's like this again, I..." After speaking, he couldn't continue, and the corners of his eyes leaked.

"Uncle, I'm really fine, I'll be fine tomorrow, ahem..." Lan Xi couldn't help coughing lightly as her emotions fluctuated.

Duan Fan immediately handed over the water glass, reached out and patted his back, "Drink some water."

Lan Xi reached out to take it, took a few sips of cold water, and barely suppressed the discomfort in her throat.

Seeing that he no longer coughed, Zhang Dong heaved a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, I'm really fine, you can go back and rest." Lan Xi said warmly.

Zhang Dong shook his head, "If you're like this, I won't be able to sleep. I'll stay here and watch over you."

Instead of being worried outside, it's better to guard him here.

Lan Xi twitched the corners of her mouth, squeezed out a faint smile, and persuaded, "Uncle, just listen to me once, go back to your room and rest."

"Uncle Zhang, I'll just watch over here, you go back and rest." Duan Fan echoed.

(End of this chapter)