Qianqian . , Let me love you as soon as possible, the latest chapter in the dust!

"Hurry up and heal. Fang Songqi has already restrained her "very funny" just now, because if you think about it carefully, what she needs to accept all this time is that she is the same person as several personalities in the past, and what he needs to accept is that she is not the former Xiaojiu.

In this way, she and him, their respective diseases, can be eradicated, right?

For a moment no one spoke.

The darkness was really dark, and she couldn't see her fingers, and she could only confirm through his palm and breath that he was still in the house, and that she wasn't alone—yes, she admitted, that it was much more reassuring to have someone with her company in such an environment.

Fang Songqi muttered: "Shen Ye said that on the night he and his father had a car accident, it was his aunt who seemed to be in a situation (Chapter 134) and went out in a hurry. What happened to Fang Jie at that time?

At that time, Fang Jie's vital signs were indeed relatively unstable.

A few days after Shen Jun's death, Fang Jie also went as if she was martyred. Obviously, I held out half-dead for so long......

She didn't know, Xiao Jiu didn't know the details of that night, or if she had to wait to continue to remember it later. So she just asked out of curiosity.

"It's a mystery. Lin Shinian's willingness to reply gave her the answer, indicating that Xiao Jiu did not know the cause and effect of the car accident.

Fang Songqi frowned deeply: "It's a mystery?"

"Hmm. Lin Shinian said, "I also asked Shen Ye before, and I got a similar explanation. No matter how specific he was, he didn't ask Shen Jun in detail at that time. But I confirmed that there was nothing unusual about your mother in the hospital that night. Even if I had, I would have been the first to be notified. In fact, I didn't receive any notice. ”

Fang Songqi was stunned: "Then why ......?"

Lin Shinian didn't speak.

Fang Songqi's heart froze: "Something is wrong?"

Lin Shinian was noncommittal or not.

Fang Songqi understood that he was also unsure. She was silent. If Shen Jun's death is indeed strange, the biggest suspicion naturally points to Feng Songren.

She remembered that Feng Songren clearly knew that "J. F.” Not died five years ago, but three years ago (Chapter 059), at that time she was very frightened, and she didn't understand where Feng Songren knew.

And if Shen Jun's car accident was not an accident and came from Feng Songren, indicating that Feng Songren knew the truth about Shen Jun's trip to the United States at that time, then Feng Songren could say "J." F.” The real time of death is not surprising.

Thinking of this, Fang Songqi couldn't help but get goosebumps. Don't wonder Lin Shinian suspected that her falling into the hands of traffickers this time was related to Feng Songren, and she now feels that Feng Songren can do it completely!

Grass! That dead old man! This is the kind of person who turned out to be?

"If my mother hadn't been lying half-dead on the hospital bed back then, would she have been poisoned by Feng Songren?" In fact, there is no need for Lin Shinian to respond, Fang Songqi also has his own answer. How could Feng Songren let go of "J." F.” ？

"Your mother, she ......," Lin Shinian said at this time, and then he stopped saying a word.

"What's wrong with her?" Fang Songqi was going to be killed by him. Since she found out that Lin Shinian and Fang Jie may have known each other a long time ago, she felt that Lin Shinian might know Fang Jie better than her.

Lin Shinian stretched out a hand on the back of her head and patted it gently: "Your mother's death has nothing to do with you. ”

Although this sound like a good answer, Fang Songqi thinks that what he originally wanted to say may not be this sentence.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they fell silent again.

After a while, Fang Songqi tried to win his hand holding her again: "Let go, it's a little hot." ”

It's not an excuse, it's true that the air conditioner doesn't run after the power goes out, the air conditioner fails to be replenished in time, and the temperature in the house gradually rises.

Lin Shinian did not give a reaction.

However, Fang Songqi could feel that in the dark, he was still staring at her like a torch.

"Hey," Fang Songqi was unhappy, "I said I'm fine." It's just a few drops of water coming out of my eyes, it doesn't mean that I'm as fragile as Xiao Jiu, blaming myself for such a thing, and committing suicide. ”

Her tone was contemptuous, and then she sneered: "Aren't you also emphasizing that I'm not Xiao Jiu? Then you still use Cao Xiao Jiu's heart to me? Won't you slap yourself in the face?"

Lin Shinian let go after two seconds, and then got up: "I'll go outside and take a look." ”

"Huh, you wait!" The body's reaction was faster than the brain's thinking, and Fang Songqi found that after asking him to let go, he took the initiative to grab him, and tried to shake his two big ear scrapers.

I can't see his expression, but he must be making fun of her!

Fang Songqi quickly withdrew his hand and subconsciously leaned forward, forcing himself to be calm: "It's okay, you go outside to see the situation." ”

Lin Shinian laughed silently, touched the place she had just held, and sat back on the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing, why don't you go out again?" Fang Songqi was annoyed, because he felt that his momentary fear was discovered by him.

"Nothing. Lin Shinian said lightly, "I just thought about it, it's useless to go out, it may also cause chaos to others, it's better to stay in the room honestly and wait patiently for the circuit to be repaired." ”

"Hush. Fang Songqi wanted to scold him, but after his mouth opened, he didn't say anything, but yawned.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep. Lin Shinian said.

Fang Songqi pricked up his ears.

The firefight seems to be far less intense than before......?

She couldn't hold back, yawned again, moved her body, and lay back on the bed for the time being, which was much more comfortable and comfortable than sitting.

Lin Shinian didn't speak.

Fang Songqi turned sideways, facing in his direction, and did not speak.

After a while, someone squirmed by in the aisle outside with a flashlight, and when the light reflected into the house, the two happened to meet their eyes.

After a few seconds, the light faded as the footsteps faded.

The two retreated into darkness again.

"Do you need lighting?" Lin Shinian asked, the subtext being that if she needed it, he would take out her phone. There is no signal from the mobile phone in the camp, and the only function is a flashlight. It's just that the electricity here is economical, so he doesn't consume electricity indiscriminately.

After Fang Songqi shook his head, he realized that he couldn't see, and replied again: "I don't need to." You can do whatever you need. ”

Lin Shi did not move.

The movement of the firefight gradually became inaudible, and Fang Songqi's tense nerves relaxed, and he was slowly eroded by the trap.

If only it could be cooler...... She thought to herself, confused.

Suddenly, the wind came from nowhere, and it didn't stop.

- I don't know where it came from, I will talk about it after I go to sleep.

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When Fang Songqi woke up the next morning, it was already bright outside.

The air conditioner in the house was running, and apparently the circuit had been repaired while she was sleeping.

On the ground, the cover of Lin Shinian's bed has been put away. Others don't know where they're going, and they're nowhere to be seen—the elderly are the elderly, and they always like to wake up early.

Fang Songqi stretched his waist happily and tried to get out of bed by himself.

Stepping on the ground, it hurts far less than before.

After walking a few steps and feeling good, she put on a long-sleeved jacket, brought toiletries, and went to the bathroom by herself.

In the yard, people who knew each other met and stood there chatting, stretching their arms and legs as they spoke, as if they were doing exercises. Of course, just like, actually repelling mosquitoes. In the process of chatting, mosquitoes are not allowed to fall on them and bite.

In the other dormitories along the way, several were spraying mosquito repellent again.

Fang Songqi subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly.

It's not an exaggeration, but malaria is very common here. Even though it seems that mosquito prevention measures have been done very well, mosquitoes are still pervasive, and it is difficult to prevent them.

When she entered the bathroom, she saw several people playing with a pendulum.

When she came back, she saw Lin Shinian standing at the door of the dormitory, far away, his eyes locked on her, and his momentum was terrifying.

But no matter how intimidating it was, it couldn't scare her, Fang Songqi hummed a little song and walked happily, and smiled at him out of politeness when he passed in front of him: "Boss Lin, what about the scenery?"

After greeting, without waiting for him to react, she bypassed him and went into the house by herself.

Behind him, Lin Shinian's voice was uncertain: "Where to go and tell me in advance." ”

"You're not here, how can I tell you?" Putting down the toiletries, Fang Songqi turned his head and twisted his eyebrows again, "And, it's not necessary, right? Anyway, it's in the camp, and the scope is restricted, isn't it?"

Lin Shinian's expression was a little dark, and he didn't say anything more.

Fang Songqi remembered to show off with him, and his tone was excited: "Oh! That's right!

She pointed to her feet: "I can walk on the ground by myself~!No need to trouble you anymore~"

Before she was to leave yesterday, the wheelchair had been returned to the infirmary, and she was too embarrassed to borrow it again. Fortunately, she didn't need to, otherwise she would have been "paralyzed" in bed for the three days that the bridge was repaired?

Lin Shinian glanced at it, didn't express an opinion, and reminded her to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, Fang Songqi went to the small courtyard where the medical team was stationed.

Two-thirds of the medical team went out to see a lot of people in need of treatment because of the night's firefight, which affected several nearby local villages.

The remaining one-third of those who remain are not idle at all. Not to mention the number of patients in need of treatment in the wards, and the fact that some of the wounded peacekeepers were carried back, even without the night firefight, the number of people who came to their homes every day was more than they could bear.

So although theoretically they have a fixed schedule, in reality, no one can really eat and sleep on time, and it is rare to be able to take the time to sleep for a while. Restless food, restless sleep, and being on call at all times are the norm for medical teams.

Fang Songqi was embarrassed to waste the manpower in the medical team, and after finding someone to take the supplies she needed to change the dressing, the cat went to the corner and dealt with it herself.

During this time, a pregnant woman was admitted to the medical team to deliver the baby. Fang Songqi's cat's location happened to be close, and he listened to the heart-rending cries of others throughout the whole process, and was disturbed, regretting why he stayed here to change the medicine?

After changing the medicine, Fang Songqi sent back the clean bandages that had not been used up, so as not to waste materials.

A female doctor came out of a trance and stood still, suddenly broke down and burst into tears.

Fang Songqi was taken aback.

Another male doctor chased after him and hugged the female doctor: "It's okay, it's okay! The probability of acupuncture infection is only 0.4 percent, let's go! I'll take you to take medicine!"

Fang Songqi was really curious, and after coming out of the psychiatrist, he asked a doctor who had treated her foot injury before, only to learn that the pregnant woman who was sent was an AIDS patient, and the female doctor accidentally pricked her finger with a needle that had just been pulled out of the pregnant woman's body when collecting blood from the pregnant woman.

As the male doctor reassured, the probability of contracting AIDS through acupuncture was only 0.4 percent, but no one could guarantee that the female doctor would escape the 0.4.

"When a pregnant woman brought it, did she hide that she was an AIDS patient?" In addition to malaria, the number of AIDS patients here is also very large, Fang Songqi knows, about every three to four people around, one may be living with HIV.

Compared with malaria, AIDS is naturally more talkative. Moreover, there are no symptoms of AIDS on the surface, and no one knows how many of the people they deal with on a daily basis are AIDS patients.

Therefore, in Fang Songqi's view, when she was still inspecting Botswana, Xiao Sun said that Fei & China Media did not allow employees to fall in love with black people (Chapter 143), not only did she feel that it was too one-size-fits-all, but she thought that she was still not cautious enough, in fact, even if they fell in love with employees within the company, they had to beware of each other.

The doctor whispered: "It is not the key to conceal it or not, the other party is an AIDS patient, and we can't turn people away...... I can only blame myself for accidentally ......"

On the way back to the dormitory, Fang Songqi's footsteps and mood were heavy.

She thought of Lao Xu.

She didn't know how many people who came to help Africa died here, anyway, Lao Xu, who delivered medicine back then, was one of them.

In the dormitory, Lin Shinian was changing clothes.

He had just been approached by someone from the embassy, so he didn't accompany her to the medical team and asked about her foot injury.

"Nothing. Fang Songqi understated.

It's just that the scar is too ugly.

Because it is all sand and gravel stones, there are many small openings and dense, so that the scars after the scabs are now curled up and staggered, coupled with her own physique, it is even more messy, she at first glance, it looks like the Yellow River landform with the valley vertical and horizontal and the ground is broken.

I'm afraid it's hard to get even a tattoo back.

What can I say more, Fang Songqi asked him rhetorically: "What about you? Are you going out?"

"Hmm. ”

"Where?"

Lin Shinian came over: "There are not enough people to build the bridge. I went to a friend to borrow an engineering team, otherwise it might not be repaired in three days. Not only did we not be able to go to the airport, but the original supply truck also came from that road, and if we were rerouted, it would be a long detour, and it would be more unsafe. ”

Fang Songqi raised his eyebrows and focused on: "You are going to borrow the engineering team?"

It was difficult to hide the doubts about him in his tone. Because his words sounded as if neither the peacekeepers nor the embassy could do it, and they had to rely on him.

Lin Shinian couldn't understand the meaning of her words, and didn't put a high hat on himself: "It's not that others can't help it, but it just so happens that the road I have at hand is the most convenient, so I'll take a trip." ”

Fang Songqi was very interested: "Is it convenient for me to go together?"

Lin Shinian groaned.

Fang Songqi's original intention was not to cause trouble for him, if he thought about it carefully, he had to take into account many factors when he went out, and he was also distracted to take care of her, I am afraid it would be a difficult thing. So he decided to give up: "Don't take it seriously, I'll mention it casually, you go and go back quickly." ”

Lin Shinian also made a decision: "Let's go, it's just one more of you to follow the car." ”

Fang Songqi: "......" grass ...... To make it clear, who is "following the car" when stepping on a horse?

If it's not cool, it's not happy, and the car is still correct.

There were two vehicles of the troops, one was the accompanying soldiers, and the other was sitting Lin Shinian, Fang Songqi and the military attache of the embassy.

The destination is a local engineering project of a Chinese-funded enterprise outside the theater of operations.

The company belongs to a group with considerable scale and popularity in China, and when Lin mentioned it, Fang Songqi had the impression that he was a wealthy master.

As a result, when I arrived at the camp, I saw that the hardware conditions provided to the workers were not much better: two holes were dug into a 20-foot container, the small one was used as a window, the large one was used as a door, and an air conditioner was installed, which was a dormitory.

This is actually similar to what Fang Songqi lived in the camp of the peacekeeping force. However, she only lives with Lin Shinian, and here, the small space is divided into two floors and eight single beds, and if you don't enter it, you can smell the turbid smell just by walking through the door.

As far as the eye can see, dozens of these dormitories are densely packed on the muddy roadside clearing, and across the road, on the other side is their ongoing construction project.

Fang Songqi frowned, approached him slightly, and lowered his voice: "Do you want this? Why does such a big company look so badly treated? Even if the local conditions are not as good as those of Hua Ge in Botswana, it doesn't have to be like a slum, right?"

Of course, she still added with hope: "Will you give a relatively high subsidy on wages?"

Lin Shinian didn't seem to want to comment on this, and replied simply: "The money in hand will indeed be more than that of domestic workers." ”

More money is not too much, and the price to pay is to accept the harsh environment and the dangers of war or disease. Then, in a way, it is not as good as the domestic workers.

Fang Songqi understood. Of course, it is still the same as her original idea of the expatriate employees of Non-China Media, no matter what, it is a personal choice.

Lin Shinian took her and the military attaché, accompanied by two soldiers, and went straight to the office of the person in charge.

The conditions of the office are a little better than they look like in the workers' quarters.

Fang Songqi sat and drank tea.

Lin Shinian and the military attache went to talk to the person in charge and wanted to borrow workers.

In fact, he didn't talk much about it at all, the person in charge obviously knew Lin Shinian, and his attitude was far more than friendly, his words and deeds revealed his respect for Lin Shinian, and he agreed after a few words.

This "borrowing" was originally gratuitous. The peacekeepers and the embassy had originally planned to do the same, but Lin Shinian promised the person in charge that he would personally pay for the bridge repair of the borrowed workers.

When he left, he got in the car, Fang Songqi smiled and mocked him: "You are a real tyrant~!

Lin Shinian glanced at her, pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Large trucks followed their military vehicles, pulling a group of workers, who brought their own tents and asked for an open space in the peacekeeping camp, without having to occupy the quarters in the camp. In fact, there are no extra dormitories in the camp.

After going and returning, when Fang Songqi finished washing and lying on the bed at the back of the camp, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and he turned over and asked Lin Shinian, who was laying on the floor: "The worker just borrowed it today, and it was originally said that the road could be repaired in three days, but now there is no one day, so is it necessary to push it back by one day?"

Lin Shinian didn't answer, but suddenly remembered, walked over and rummaged through the coat he wore during the day, took out something, and gave it to Fang Songqi.

Yo, it's amazing, sunscreen! It's still a well-known brand~!Fang Songqi was surprised: "Where did you get it?"

She almost cried in the storm. How long has it been since she put on makeup?

Not to mention makeup, not even a skin care product.

In the two days of escape, the fruit was dry!

She used to be so stinky and beautiful, and she wanted to appreciate her beauty in the car window, but now she tries to avoid looking in the mirror - who knows who the skinny, dry black girl in the mirror is!

"The manager gave it. The thing is his wife's. Lin Shinian explained, and added, "Although it has been opened, it has not been used yet." ”

She didn't care about that. Fang Songqi took the sunscreen, rolled his eyes, and although he knew that it shouldn't be, he still opened his mouth: "Actually, it's better to take sunscreen than lipstick." ”

Whether it's sunny or not, it doesn't matter much to her now, and after all, she doesn't run around now.

Lipstick is different, if you can't put on makeup, why don't you come to a lipstick to add color to her~!

Lin Shinian's question came from his ears: "Are you not confident in your appearance without makeup?"

"Phew!" Fang Songqi took a sip of him, supported his head with one hand, and his confidence was all written on his face, "I am naturally beautiful and I know it in my heart, I want to make myself more beautiful, can't I?"

Lin Shinian seemed to laugh and mock: "What is more beautiful here? Who is the beauty for?"

"Why do you have to show beauty to anyone?" Fang Songqi sneered, "You machismos, you think that women wear makeup every day to please you men, right?

Even in the air, Lin Shinian felt as if he was really being sprayed all over her face.

Fang Songqi turned his back to him. Yo West~!Go to bed with lights out~!

The next morning, as always, she woke up with her eyes when Lin was gone, and she didn't know where she was going.

The soldiers in charge of repairing the bridge and the workers who had just borrowed yesterday went out earlier to get busy.

Fang Songqi did not leave himself empty, went to the medical team, and after obtaining the consent of the leader of the medical team, did some simple work within his ability to maintain order and register patients, and remembered the days when he was a volunteer at the Red Cross in the United States.

In the afternoon, she saw Lin Shinian appear, and reflexively thought that Lin Shinian had taken her back to the dormitory: "What are you doing? You can't restrain my personal freedom, okay?"

Lin Shinian's expression was a little subtle, he looked inside and asked, "Where is the doctor?"

"It's all busy. Fang Songqi looked him up and down, frowning, "What are you doing?"

Lin Shinian held his hand on the table, and then felt that it was not enough, so he sat down in a chair, and his body was slightly rickety: "You Bang I will find which doctor is free, Bang I will see, I am very sore in my abdomen now, and my waist is a little unable to straighten up." ”

Fang Songqi's heart sank in response, and he didn't delay.

When she came out with the doctor, Lin Shinian was lying on the table, her forehead was full of sweat.

The doctor asked him a few words, although he did not have a fever and no joint pain, he still decided to treat him according to malaria first, pushed him with a needle, put a hanging bottle, and then prescribed oral medicine, so that he could go back to rest first.

Since the beginning of the evening, Lin Shinian has a series of symptoms.