Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Ji Xun shivered as if standing in the ice and snow and being stripped of his warm clothes.

He laughed, but there was no warmth in his eyes, as if he was stating some facts: "You really don't care, young master."

As he spoke, he got closer and closer to Jiang Chengli, and Jiang Chengli seemed to be chilled by the chill on Ji Xun's body, and kept leaning back until his back was pressed against the head of the bed.

Jiang Chengli was so pressed that he had to raise his head to see Ji Xun's face, and his momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

Seeing Ji Xun's appearance for the first time, Jiang Chengli felt that it was very strange. He wanted to say something to refute, but he was a little guilty for no reason, and finally opened his mouth and said nothing.

Ji Xun left after saying that sentence, he was used to seeing Ji Xun waiting for him, this was the first time in Jiang Chengli's memory that he watched Ji Xun leave voluntarily.

Jiang Chengli forgot the hangover soup that was completely cold at the bedside that night, the soup didn't move, but he was already sober.

His mind was in a mess, as if someone was yelling in his ear, which made him a little overwhelmed.

In the end, he didn't drink the soup, and Jiang Chengli fell into a drowsy sleep. The next morning, someone opened the door of his room, took away the untouched hangover soup, and put down a stack of documents.

Jiang Chengli felt that his body weighed a thousand catties, and his chest was oppressed, as if he was being pressed down and couldn't wake up no matter what.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Chengli thought it was Ji Xun who came looking for him. He still frowned tightly, and the words on the document seemed to be jumping one by one. He saw it clearly but seemed drunk and couldn't understand it.

The depression on his body didn't ease, and it didn't take long...and he passed out again.

When he finally opened his eyes, in front of him was Ji Xun's extremely haggard face, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and even the newly trimmed hair was long enough to cover his eyes.

The layout of the room is not in a villa, but like a hospital. Jiang Chengli was a little unresponsive to the smell of disinfectant at the tip of his nose, and was startled when he made a sound.

Dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for half a month, the sound was like scratching sandpaper with a stone.

"How long have I been sick?" Jiang Chengli's first feeling was that he fell asleep and didn't wake up, but the strange thing was that he couldn't remember clearly what happened before he fell asleep.

"Ten days." Seeing Jiang Chengli open his eyes, Ji Xun was stunned for a few seconds with his pupils constricted before regaining his composure, and calmly stood up from the bed and rang the call bell.

Jiang Chengli was taken aback, but he didn't feel the discomfort or the feeling of being stabbed: "What's wrong with me?"

What was waiting was Ji Xun and System's unanimous answer: "Family genetic disease."

Jiang Chengli opened his mouth when he heard the genetic disease, but felt that the word was very far away from him, and his mind was in a mess: "What disease?"

He desperately recalled the memory of the period of exertion before he fell asleep, but nothing woke up, the more he tried, the more flustered he became.

He grabbed Ji Xun's wrist, and Ji Xun's Qiaoci came into view, making him even more flustered.

"It's just a kind of illness that will cause you to fall into a coma from time to time. Don't be afraid, young master. It won't pose any threat to your health." Except for the haggard expression on Ji Xun's face, he looked as calm and composed as usual, making Jiang Chengli put down a little After thinking about it, he also remembered that the system had indeed told him that his mother had suffered from this disease, and the time of comatose sleep became longer and longer before finally waking up.

Jiang Chengli gritted his teeth and questioned the system: [In the original text, Zha Gong also suffers from this disease? 】In the original text, not only did Slag Gong not have this disease, it didn't even mention its existence.

[Although it is not in the original text, it is in the plot of the same humanities, and it is the biggest abuse point in the middle and late stages of the novel. Because of your illness, the other supporting actors temporarily stopped fighting for you, and reached a short-term consensus to jointly own you. 】The system paused before speaking.

Jiang Chengli was even more disgusted when he heard this. He now knows very well that the abuse point that the system means is to abuse him, and he doesn't want to argue any more. The most powerful resistance he has done is to make the system's mission Meng completely fail.

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