Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Serious Illness
"Exactly."
The step trainer was silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement with her suggestion: "Until now, there is only this way." β
Qiao Guan, I didn't want to do this to you. If you want to blame, blame yourself for your own thin life, and you can't stand all his love.
Lu Su was invited by Zhou Yu to come to the restaurant to drink with him.
He didn't know what was wrong with Zhou Yu, he worked hard this month, and he couldn't wait to squeeze it into several days a day, and after he was finally busy for a while, he didn't let himself live in peace, and he was drunk in the restaurant all day long, living in a daze.
No, as soon as he came in, he saw that there were already several empty wine jars in front of Zhou Yu's case, and he poured one cup after another into his throat, where it was like drinking for fun, it was clearly borrowing wine to kill his sorrows.
Seeing him coming, Zhou Yu stood up leisurely and wanted to grab him, but his feet were unstable, and the weight of his whole body leaned on him, and suddenly a strong smell of wine hit him.
Zhou Yu said drunkly: "Zijing, you are late, you can be punished for drinking." β
"Gong Jin, why are you suffering? You can't drink wine like this. Every time he saw Zhou Yu's gaffe, he felt distressed, he was obviously such a suave person, how could he become like this.
He hurriedly helped Zhou Yu to sit down again, Zhou Yu picked up the full wine glass and poured it as soon as he sat down, he hurriedly stopped, and was angry: "I don't understand, for the sake of a woman, do you want to make yourself look like this?" β
Zhou Yu, who was in a daze, suddenly shook his head and denied it; "I'm not because of her."
"Look at you, I haven't even said who it is, so you won't admit yourself." Lu Su shook his head, and then sighed: "For a while, I saw that something was wrong with you, so I forced Zhou Ping to say,"
Zhou Yu's brows instantly twisted into a dead knot.
But Lu Su didn't seem to know anything inside, so he only said: "Zhou Ping said, the two of you have a small quarrel for three days and a big quarrel for five days, I don't understand, why are you dignified Zhou Gongjin planted on a woman?" I warn you, don't bring your face to your own home. β
He sneered: "Zijing, you think too much." She's not that important. β
"That being the case, I think the two of you really don't agree, it's better to put your hands away, there are so many women in the world, there are so many beautiful and gentle, why bother to make yourself uncomfortable."
Zhou Yu hung his head, turned his wine glass for a while, and said as if self-deprecatingly: "I want to too." β
Lu Su was dumbfounded, with a "hopeless" expression, "Gongjin, a good man has ambitions in all directions, and he shouldn't be trapped by love." β
Zhou Yu smiled, "There will always be a while." β
"What?"
"Don't talk about this, let's have a few drinks." Zhou Yu smiled and raised his glass at him.
Lu Su had no choice but to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, and the two of them drank so much that night that they were drunk and slept in the restaurant.
The next day, because he didn't think about tea and dinner for more than a month and couldn't sleep at night, Qiao Wan still couldn't hold it and fell ill.
Zizhu only didn't want to get out of bed at first, and when she didn't see any movement in the room in the evening, she felt that something was wrong. When I touched it, the forehead temperature was frighteningly hot.
She was frightened, and hurriedly ran out to inform Qiao Cong, thought about it, and rushed to Zhou Ji's room again.
"Zhou Ji, where the hell is the Lord?!"
Zhou Ji saw her rushing in violently, first startled, and then instantly understood, and spread his hands: "I'm sorry, Childe is Zhou Ping who has been following and serving, I don't know." β
"Don't pretend to me!" Zizhu shouted coldly: "Madame suddenly fell seriously ill, if something happens, you and I can't afford it." β
Zhou Ji looked at her suspiciously, "Wasn't Madam okay yesterday?" β
"My words have been brought, and it is up to you whether they will be passed on or not." Zizhu gave him a warning look.
He was unmoved, "If you want to pass it on yourself, no one dares to pass it on in front of the prince now." Besides, I haven't read any of the letters written by my wife, and I haven't returned home for more than a month, who dares to touch my head at this time! β
Zizhu shook his head speechlessly, "Are you stupid?" If Childe really doesn't care at all, why hide it? He was sure in his heartβ"
"If you're not afraid of death, go by yourself, don't look for me." Zhou Ji impatiently ordered the eviction.
"Okay, tell me where Childe is?!"
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Zizhu rushed all the way to the restaurant box, pushed the door and saw that Zhou Yu and Lu Su were lying on the floor, full of alcohol, sleeping to death.