() Now the team has just come out of Chongzhou District, the first time to camp in the field, most of the people bring more abundant supplies, plus some wild vegetables and wild fruits to eat, at dinner, the camp is full of fragrant food, happy and happy.

During today's dinner, Wang Lin talked a lot, and the atmosphere of the meal was much more lively than before.

"Alin, is it your turn to be on duty with Ari tonight?" Rong Xian Xian asked casually.

Wang Lin's expression froze, put down his chopsticks, and said pitifully, "Sister Rong, I, I'm a little uncomfortable, Xia Kai, I'll change with you, when are you?" ”

"I'll be tomorrow! "Xia Kai was drinking a bowl of rice porridge, talking to Wang Lin for a while, he took a big sip, and he hissed.

"Then let's change!" Wang Lin said with a wink.

Xia Kai glanced at Rong Xianxian, and when he saw that she didn't react, he agreed.

After dinner, it was getting dark.

The mercenary convoy formed a two-layer defensive circle, the outermost layer was bulletproof armored vehicles, each armored car was equipped with machine guns, crossbows and various weapons, and each vehicle had a driver and a sub-armed fighter.

As the de facto supreme commander of the team, Wen Qingming has a separate office tent, which is in the inner protective circle.

At this time, in Wen Qingming's tent, Ning Qingtian sat upright on a chair without saying a word, and there was a slender girl lying on the narrow marching bed next to her, unconscious, and Wen Qingming was anxiously turning around in the tent.

Through the gauze vents in the tent, you can see the lights on the medical vehicle next to it, and the medical personnel in white isolation gowns come and go in a hurry, and under the cover of masks, you can't see any expressions on their faces.

"Blame me, blame me for being too anxious." Wen Qingming was very self-blaming in his heart, and chattered while walking.

After dinner, Mr. Meng suddenly fell unconscious, vomiting and diarrhea, and his lips were cyanotic, which frightened Wen Qingming.

His granddaughter Meng Yasi kept crying and screaming, and was cut and fainted by Ning Qingtian with a knife.

"Uncle Wen, what does this have to do with you? Mr. Meng's appearance is obviously that he has eaten something bad. The food nutritionists we provide have all been tested, safe and non-toxic nutrition, and there is absolutely no problem. Ning Qingtian said disapprovingly.

"Maybe it's because I'm old, I'm in a hurry, and I'm tired." Wen Qingming is still deeply trapped in self-blame.

"It's just tired, my grandfather is old, and his heart is not good, I have warned you before, you just pretend not to hear, if my grandfather has three long and two short, I, what can I do?" Meng Ya didn't know when he woke up, sat on the edge of the bed and said angrily, and began to cry as he spoke.

"It's really strange, I haven't seen anyone who is tired and vomits and diarrhea? Miss Meng, you'd better think about it, has Mr. Meng eaten anything that shouldn't be eaten? Although Meng Yass howled a lot, she was not too sad and worried, and she didn't feel any tension in her.

Ning Qingtian stared at Meng Yashi with scrutinizing eyes.

"Ning Gongzi, what kind of eyes are you? Am I going to hurt my grandfather? Meng Ya bit her lip and looked at Ning Qingtian very aggrieved, her voice was much softer and more tactful than just now.

"Isn't it who you are? Eat poisonous things for the old man, what kind of heart do you have? Someone opened the tent door and walked in, staring at Meng Yashi with an unkind face.

The person who came was also about 30 years old, with a height of more than one meter and eight meters, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome facial features, a pair of straight and slender long legs, a pair of outdoor military boots that protected the ankles on his feet, a white isolation gown with open buttons, and every step of his long legs could bring a gust of breeze.

He held a small and delicate snuffbox in the palm of one hand, and the other hand was in the pocket of the isolation gown.

"Xingcan, how is Mr. Meng? Did you get it back? Chief of Staff Wen asked nervously.

"It should be fine now, we have to keep watching. Fortunately, the elderly have weak digestion and bumps all the way, and the stomach tolerance is already poor, otherwise Mr. Meng's life would not be saved. Zhuo Xingcan said as he put his nose on the snuffbox and sniffed hard.

It really smoked him to death just now, Zhuo Xingcan was born with a very sensitive nose, and he just wore three layers of masks, and the end of his nose was still filled with that foul smell.

"How can it be that serious? It's obviously just..."Meng Yasi couldn't help but retort when he heard Zhuo Xingcan's danger.

Although she swallowed back halfway through her words, she was still keenly grasped by Ning Qingtian.

"Just what?" Ning Qingtian asked sharply.

"No, nothing?" Meng Yasi, who reacted, shook his head violently, with a somewhat evasive denial in his eyes.

"Mr. Meng is under layers of protection, not even a fly can fly in by his side, where did those dirty things in his stomach come from, Miss Meng, although the old man is your relative, but the old man has a credit to the country, you dare to do such a thing to accept the military's interrogation and sanctions." Zhuo Xingcan said solemnly with a straight face.

"Report to the Chief of Staff, the old gentleman has woken up, and he wants to see Miss Meng." Outside the tent, the soldiers shouted.

Wen Qingming waved his hand, and Meng Yasi, who was originally about to cry, turned around and left happily, snorting at Ning Qingtian with a smug smile on his face.

Ning Qingtian and Zhuo Xingcan's faces were not good-looking.

After Meng Yashi went out, Ning Qingtian asked, "What's the matter?" It was really that stupid woman who did it. ”

"Not her or who? I don't know if it's a short circuit, the vegetable bun for Mr. Meng to eat has a wild juice that can make people feel drowsy, if it weren't for the side effects of this substance that can cause nausea at the same time, it happens to be spit out, if the food is digested, with the current limited equipment, it can't be detected at all. Wen Qingming went to see Mr. Meng, there were only two people in the tent, Ning Qingtian and Zhuo Xingcan, Zhuo Xingcan remembered the filth again as he spoke, and quickly opened the snuffbox and inhaled it violently, suppressing the nausea in his heart.

"Mr. Meng is alright, right?" Ning Qingtian asked uneasily.

"It's okay, everything has been vomited, and now I'm still a little dehydrated, although the old man is old, his body is still quite tough, don't worry." Zhuo Xingcan said.

"Can you make it early tomorrow morning?" Ning Qingtian asked worriedly, if there is a delay, I don't know if I can get to the next campsite before tomorrow evening.

"It doesn't matter, just walk slower on the road then." Zhuo Xingcan said indifferently.

"What do you think she's trying to do? Isn't it grandpa? Ning Qingtian asked Zhuo Xingcan puzzled.

"Who knows, I can't understand the brain circuits of idiots." Zhuo Xingcan leaned back in the chair relaxedly.