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Chapter 239 Mr. He Is Sick
After taking the pulse, tonight will be over.

But Huo Jun obviously didn't intend to end yet.

He was staring fiercely at A Zhao with blood-red eyes, trying to break free from the shackles.

Ah Zhao heard from Huo Jun that this state will last all night.

She recalled the experience last time, without saying a word, she slashed the back of Huo Jun's neck with her right hand together.

A pained look appeared on Huo Jun's face, and he passed out.

Ah Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said to the stunned old doctor, "Thank you, old man, let's go back now."

The old man took a deep look at A Zhao, and felt that he knew a lot of secrets tonight.

He watched Ah Zhao walk out with the fainted Marshal Huo on his back with a relaxed expression, and he followed behind, thinking very sadly, should he prepare a suicide note?
……

Azhao returned to her yard, and when Lu Zhu saw the fainted Marshal, she was taken aback.

Ah Zhao looked at her like that, and said calmly: "The commander is just drunk, you go down and prepare hot water, I want to wipe the commander's body."

Lu Zhu: "..." Ma'am, can you make up your reasoning a little bit carefully?
Does the commander-in-chief smell a little bit of alcohol?

Moreover, the handsome man is so dirty, did he get drunk and rolled around on the ground twice?

She was worried in her heart, but seeing that Huo Jun's breathing was steady and he didn't seem to have anything to do, she didn't say anything, and went to prepare things according to A Zhao's order.

The bathing facilities in the Marshal's Mansion have learned from the foreigners' side, and the bathtub is very convenient, which Azhao is still very satisfied with.

She helped Huo Jun into the bathroom.

Lvzhu stared at her in the back: I didn't expect my wife to look so weak, but she has a lot of strength.

Ah Zhao put Huo Jun into the bathtub and began to undress him.

She didn't feel it at first, but when she took off her coat, she suddenly blushed a little.

Marshmallow booed at the side: "Oh, Ah Zhao is picking up the man's clothes!"

Ah Zhao: "..."

She glared at Marshmallow: "Kid, don't look at evil, understand?"

Marshmallow objected: "Marshmallow is not small!"

Ah Zhao was very unreasonable: "Then don't watch it!"

Her tone was very righteous: "My man, don't show it to others!"

Cotton Candy said sadly: "You have changed, you are no longer the Ah Zhao I knew. You are cruel, you are ruthless, you..."

Ah Zhao listened expressionlessly, knowing that Cotton Candy might have watched some weird things online again.

When he finished speaking, she said indifferently: "Oh, I see, you can kneel down."

The cotton candy buzzed and disappeared into the air.

Finally quiet down.

Ah Zhao stared in front of him, Huo Jun's military jacket had been unbuttoned, two of the shirt buttons inside were undone, and honey-colored chest muscles could be seen faintly.

She coughed, and said to herself, "I'm just taking a bath for you..."

Then, without hesitation, he undid the rest of his buttons...

By the time the shower was over, it was already half an hour later.

A Zhao blushed as if she was about to bleed, put on Huo Jun's pajamas, and carried him to the bed.

Really tired.

She hurriedly took a bath for herself, then climbed onto the bed, nestled into the man's arms very consciously, and fell asleep deeply.

Huo Jun woke up in the warm fragrance of nephrite jade in his arms.

His head hurt a little, he frowned and moved his neck, belatedly feeling someone in his arms.

This was the first time that he didn't wake up on the cold floor after he fell ill.

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Goodbye tonight.

(End of this chapter)