Chapter 750 Don’t die (1)

Gu Zhaoxin tightened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, "What happened?"

"It's a long story, let's talk about it later when we meet." Gu Che finally breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that he was fine.

"Send the address quickly."

Listening to his anxious tone, Gu Zhao felt warm in his heart.

"good."

Gu Che asked, "By the way, whose phone number is this?"

"Princess Carona," he said.

Upon hearing this, a surprise flashed in Gu Che's eyes.

After a moment, his thin lips opened, "Don't run around, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

What's going on with this tone of coaxing the child?

Gu Zhao was amused and crying, so he reported the address to him and hung up the phone.

He turned to look at Princess Karona, returned the phone to her, and smiled faintly, "Thank you."

Karona was hurt by his alienated tone again, feeling a little disheartened.

After taking the phone, she squeezed a sweet smile on her face, "The wound on your body has not healed yet, why don't you stay for two more days?"

Meeting her expectant eyes, Gu Zhao said tactfully, "Thank you for your care in the future, but I still have something to do at home, so I have to go back quickly."

He said this, so Princess Karona could not force herself to stay.

"Then take good care of yourself." She said with a forced smile, a hint of loss flashing in her water eyes.

"I'll leave first, I won't disturb you to rest."

Gu Zhao pulled his lower lip and nodded.

The moment he closed the door, Karona stood in the corridor, tears in her eyes couldn't help falling.

Beth walked over and whispered, "Princess."

Princess Karona sniffed and raised her hand to wipe the water vapor at the corners of her eyes.

"It's okay, let's go." She lifted her feet and left.

...

In the early morning, the sky is getting brighter.

On a deserted island.

"Wow—"

"Wow—"

The waves slammed the reefs and rolled up layers of waves.

Suddenly, a complaining voice rang out.

"Damn, what the hell, I've frozen to death."

Under the tree, a tall figure paced back and forth.

Yuwen Fan closed his coat, his hair was messy, and there were two or three wounds on his face, looking rare and embarrassed.

He scratched his head and turned his eyes to the person lying on the ground.

The faint light shone on the man's bewitching face, the fine scars were very conspicuous, the lips turned white, and even the breath became faint.

Yu Wenfan frowned, and a little worried surged in his heart.

Could it be that I can't survive?

He approached, squatted down, and reached out to Fu Juncheng's forehead.

It seems not as hot as before.

"Fu Juncheng, don't die." He said to himself.

"Although you hate it a little bit annoying, I'm quite bored without you quarrel with me."

"But if you really can't stand this level, you can go with peace of mind. I like your little girlfriend too. I will definitely try my best to chase her..."

"roll……"

The weak voice was hoarse, low and cold as he just woke up.

Yuwen Fan immediately lowered his head and saw the dark black eyes open. He smiled in surprise.

"Fu Juncheng, you finally woke up. I thought I had to do your funeral."

“…”

Will he chat?

Fu Juncheng closed his eyes and was so angry that he choked and coughed a few times.

"Ahem."

He calmed down and subconsciously supported the ground with his hands to sit up.

A violent pain came from his right arm, and he frowned coldly.

"Please be careful, your right arm is injured. It took me a lot of effort to help you stop the bleeding." Yu Wenfan reached out and helped him, and his eyes swept over his injured arm.

"There is nothing in this ghost place. If you pull the wound and bleed, I can't save you."

Although he jumped off the boat at that time, he was still hit by the aftermath of the explosion and was inevitably injured.

But he was hurt more than he did.

Fu Juncheng sat up and leaned against the tree. The simple action of sitting up made him feel stressed.

A thin layer of sweat was covered with his forehead, and he narrowed his eyes and looked around.

“Where is this place?”

"have no idea."

Yuwen Fan sat beside him and said carelessly, "I woke up and was on this deserted island."

The two of them were lucky enough to be buried in the sea.

Fu Juncheng's low fever has not subsided, and his head is a little groggy, "How long have we been here?"

Yuwen Fan said unsurely, "It should be two or three days."

After hearing this, a little worry emerged from Fu Juncheng's deep eyes.

It has been so long since his little lion knows that something happened to him, so he will definitely be anxious.

He touched his pocket with his uninjured hand, empty.

Yuwen Fan's voice sounded in his ears, "Don't flip, I've been floating in the sea for so long, and everything in my pocket has fallen out."

With a sarcastic look, Yuwen Fan smiled, "But you are wearing this ring tightly."

The waves were so big that they didn't wash away his ring.

Fu Juncheng didn't say anything, stared at the ring on his hand, and a faint corner of his lips curled up insignificant curves.

Yuwen Fan couldn't stop talking and joked, "I thought you were so cruel to foreign talents. Is this time you're a killing of your relatives for justice?"

Fu Juncheng turned his head and looked at him in confusion, "Hmm?"

"Stop pretending, isn't the person who fights with us your father-in-law?" Yu Wenfan looked at him with an expression of "I have seen through everything."

During his time in the capital, he listened a lot of gossip.

Fu Juncheng reacted to his words and said in a silence, "He is not."

Yu Wenfan was stunned and his head got stuck, "What does it mean?"

"Literal meaning." Fu Juncheng said lightly, "Fake a fake."

From his words of cherishing words, Yu Wenfan reluctantly understood what he meant and was slightly surprised.

Can my father-in-law still have fakes?

No wonder Fu Juncheng is so happy to start.

A cold wind came from all directions, Yu Wenfan was trembling with coldness and suddenly lost his curiosity.

He rubbed his hands, then put his hands to his mouth and angrily, "Fu Juncheng, hurry up and help find a way to get out of here."

This place where birds don't shit, he will be crazy if he stays for a moment.

Fu Juncheng said nothing, and a dizziness surged on his head. He closed his eyes and his face turned pale as paper.

After not waiting for the people beside him to say a word, Yuwen Fan turned his head, noticed that his face was not right, and asked anxiously, "Fu Juncheng, are you okay?"

As he said that, he suddenly remembered something, took out a small bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, and poured out the only two pills left inside.

He picked up one of them and stuffed it directly into Fu Juncheng's mouth.

"What is this?" Fu Juncheng opened his eyes, frowned and looked at the pills in his hand, and a faint smell of medicine spread in his mouth.

"Life-help medicine." Yu Wenfan curled his lips and said, "If it weren't for this, would you think your injured hand could stop bleeding? A high fever could make your brain stupid."

Fortunately, he was smart enough to hide the bottle in a hidden bag of clothes and zip it up, otherwise it would have fallen into the sea long ago.
Chapter completed!