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Chapter 2385 Triumphant Return ([-])

When Duan Zhaorong heard footsteps, he shouted in a hoarse voice, only to realize that his voice was so hoarse as if he had drunk dumb medicine. He had no choice but to raise his hand, push the liquor bottle down, and slammed it down. The crackling sound immediately attracted the attention of the two people outside.

Instead of searching from room to room, he rushed directly to the room where the sound came from.

As soon as he came in, Gu Chen was nearly dizzy by the smell of alcohol in the room. The whole room was full of alcohol smell. If he took a few more breaths, he felt as if he was going to be drunk.

"You wait for me outside." Duan Zhaoan stopped Gu Chenyu from moving forward, and whispered to Bao: "Go to the health worker to get antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines, I will wait for you here."

He already saw that Duan Zhaorong lying on the bed was not drinking, but had a high fever and was rubbing his body with white wine to cool down.

At this time Duan Zhaorong was already burned to the point of confusion, and his eyelids were as heavy as a catty, and he couldn't even use the strength to look up.He didn't know when Gu Chen left.

He was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts, and he was covered with a very thin quilt. Duan Zhaoan lightly raised the corner of his back to look at him, and his deep and dark cold eyes shrank suddenly, and then he was full of hostility, which made Ben Stern His handsome face added a bit of frightening murderousness.

"The wound is inflamed and causes a high fever. You can really bear it." He wanted to comfort him, but the words he said were cold and without any warmth. The idea of ​​asking.

When Duan Zhaorong saw the two of them coming, he knew that he would not die.

Although his brain was burning to the point of dizziness, he was still conscious, and he didn't hear what Duan Zhaoan said clearly. He lay on the bed with a hoarse voice, "Give me the clothes, I guess I need anti-inflammatory injections. Behind the wooden wardrobe There is a movable splint with needles and medicine in it, give me an injection."

There are needles and medicines... Duan Zhaoan's hand bones are tense, and the elder brother keeps the medicines ready at all times, in addition to preventing problems before they happen... It also shows that he once needed to use these medicines.

Duan Zhaoan, whose thin lips were pursed until they were as thin as a blade, strode to the wooden clothes, opened the cabinet door, knocked on a few splints with his fingers, took out the splint on the lower left side, and took out a syringe from it. The medical box used by children is similar to the stationery box used by children.

He took out a sealed bag from the innermost place, which contained anti-inflammatory drugs and potions.

When fighting in the wild, when there is no way forward, no support behind, and injuries need to be dealt with by themselves, the fang brigade has long learned how to give themselves injections and medicines.

Duan Zhaoan quickly adjusted the medicine and liquid medicine, inhaled it into the syringe, and heard Duan Zhaorong whisper: "Two injections are enough."

"Speak less and sleep for a while if you don't have the energy." Duan Zhaoan took a deep breath, so he didn't say any stinging words.He wanted to say, since he suffered such a serious injury, why did he run with them, wouldn't he say it in advance?
I also want to say, if I don't cherish my body so much, do I feel that I am a bone made of iron, and I can survive it by gritting my teeth? Then, why bother to throw the wine bottle to get drunk and attract others' attention?
In the end, he didn't say it out, he knew his elder brother well, if it wasn't for...he wanted to help them, he wouldn't have forced himself to run all night.

Duan Zhaorong, who was so burned that he could tell that Duan Zhaoan was holding back his anger, couldn't help laughing, and the weak smile fell into Duan Zhaoan's eyes... with a slightly sour taste.

(End of this chapter)