I made myself the protagonist

As for what was in the heart of the tree and the ancient temple, everyone discussed it for a long time.

However, due to the limited information at hand and the many unknown risks in the forest, we have not summarized much useful information.

What's even more troublesome is that so far they don't know exactly how many teams have entered the dark forest and whether they know the existence of the tree temple.

Whenever there is a fight for S-level items, there will definitely be a fight. At that time, Ling Yun and others will have to deal with far more than just monsters in the forest.

"This is in the southwest. The closest one to us is the southern tunnel twenty kilometers away. In addition, there are two entrances to the forest in the east and north."

Su Li said calmly: "Everyone's routes are similar. If it's the fastest, we'll collide with the team from the south probably tomorrow."

"I hope I won't meet people like Zhao Zhengxun and Xiao Yi."

Recalling the experience of the last treasure hunt, Tang Yao still had lingering fears. There are always some players who pose far more dangers than the ghosts in the mission.

Hearing Xiao Yi's name, Ren Yao unconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Yun, and his expression quickly returned to calm: "If you encounter him, just kill him."

"This kind of person is actually okay. I'm afraid of that Japanese girl last time."

Thinking of Erika Nakama's terrifying ability to kill people invisible, Zhao Sicheng spat: "You fooled us all by pretending to be a white lotus. Zhang Wuji is right what he said, the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying! But fortunately she

I was impressed by the unique charm and spirit of Chinese men exuded by our Ling Yun, and finally stopped and spared our lives..."

"Oh, you said Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people! I don't know who it was, but they kept saying that I was a licking dog who was blinded by beauty."

Ling Yun exposed the other party without mercy.

"Isn't there a foreigner here!" Zhao Sicheng pointed at Hubert and said.

Hubert:……

There was no topic for discussion, and everyone chatted further and further away, chatting about nothing. In addition to relaxing themselves, it also relieved their sleepiness.

At first, Shen Tinglan, who was lying on his stomach, could still chat a few words; but soon, his voice gradually became quieter. Shen Tinglan closed his eyes tiredly, resting on Su Li's folded coat, and his breathing became lengthy.

Got up.

After all, he was seriously injured and underwent surgery. Everyone knew that Shen Tinglan needed to rest, so they stopped discussing.

After a day of fighting, everyone was very tired.

Ling Yun originally arranged for Ren Yao and Lin Qing to be in charge of the first shift, but Tang Yao, who always liked to watch the night with him, said uncharacteristically that she couldn't sleep and took the initiative to apply to change shifts with Ren Yao.

Although Ling Yun was surprised, he didn't know that Tang Yao wanted to supervise Lin Qing, so he agreed to Tang Yao's request without much thought.

Hubert underwent surgery all night and was already very sleepy. He was leaning against the wall and taking a nap for a while. Xiaolong and Wei Chongming checked the equipment in their bags and prepared for tomorrow's action.

Su Li brought a basin of hot water and carefully wiped the sweat on Shen Tinglan's forehead with a towel. Ling Yun glanced at Zhao Sicheng, and the two of them stood up in a tacit understanding, and tiptoed to other corners.

Su Li hugged his knees and sat aside, staring at Shen Tinglan in a daze.

Probably because of his illness, Shen Tinglan slept particularly deeply, which was very different from him who always stayed vigilant while sleeping. When encountering anything, Shen Tinglan was always at the forefront, like a brave and capable horse.

Wolf.

Now, his brows were stretched, and his thick eyelashes cast a trembling shadow in the deep eye sockets. In his sleep, Shen Tinglan lost his usual sharpness and became as obedient as a large dog.

In the middle of the night, at four o'clock in the morning, the firewood burned and crackled from time to time.

Beside the warm fire, Shen Tinglan, covered with a thick blanket, began to sweat. He licked his dry lips, and his expression was no longer as peaceful as before.

Su Li noticed the movement beside her. She probed Shen Tinglan's forehead and found that his body temperature was a bit high.

Su Li couldn't help but worry. If the fever persists after surgery and the body temperature tends to rise, he must be alert to the possibility of postoperative infection. If timely diagnosis and treatment are not provided, it may be fatal.

She found Hubert and asked him to check on Shen Tinglan's condition.

"It's okay. Lan's physical fitness is very good. This is just a normal post-operative low-grade fever. Due to the destruction and necrosis of cell tissue during the operation, the human body may develop a fever if it has to absorb these necrotic and damaged cell tissues. "Hubert's explanation reassured Su Li.

"Drink some water." Su Li specially brought a cup of warm water that was no longer scalding, woke him up softly, and handed him antipyretic medicine.

Shen Tinglan was sleeping in a daze at the moment. The high fever made him almost unable to open his eyes. His whole body felt light-headed and his body seemed to have been drained of energy.

The warm water slowly flows through the throat, and the hot body is relieved a lot.

Shen Tinglan muttered a thank you, put down the cup, and fell asleep again, pulling on the blanket.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed and there were still a lot of sweat beads on the tip of his nose, and he seemed to be feeling uncomfortable because of the pain in his back, Su Li suddenly remembered a set of techniques for relieving fatigue and relaxing that his former students had taught him.

While sleeping, Shen Tinglan suddenly felt a pair of cold hands pressing on his forehead.

The hands pressed the acupuncture points on the head gently but without losing strength. Gradually, the pain in the head seemed to be less.

Looking at the other person's innocent sleeping face, Su Li's index finger gradually went down along the other person's forehead, skipped the high bridge of the nose, and touched his lips.

Surprisingly, Shen Tinglan's mouth felt soft to the touch, as it was still a little wet after just drinking water.

For some reason, Su Li suddenly remembered his first mission with Shen Tinglan.

At that time, Shen Tinglan resolutely gave up the gas mask to her when his life was at stake, but he almost died from inhaling too much poisonous gas.

Seeing that the other party was dying, she took the antidote without hesitation and fed it to the unconscious Shen Tinglan.

Before entering space, Su Li was obsessed with research. She believed that relationships would affect her career, so she never had in-depth interactions with the opposite sex. Even though she gave her first kiss to a stranger at that time, she had no other thoughts in her mind.

But now... Staring at Shen Tinglan's lips, Su Li kept thinking about the scene of him giving medicine to Shen Tinglan.

What am I doing?

The moment his brain returned to rationality, Su Li suddenly withdrew his hand.

The fingertips that had just touched the other person still retained his hot body temperature. She tentatively reached out and touched Shen Tinglan's cheek.

Shen heard Lanre's discomfort. Although he was still asleep, he subconsciously grabbed the cold hand. Like a well-behaved big dog, he rubbed the back of Su Li's hand with his hot cheek, seeming to like the cold softness very much. of touch.

Shen Tinglan subconsciously held Su Li's hand and placed it under his neck. Through the back of his hand, Su Li could clearly feel Shen Tinglan's steadily beating pulse.

Su Li's heart began to beat rapidly. She suddenly realized that this was a novel feeling that she had never had in so many years.

It seems that only when he comes into contact with Shen Tinglan, he becomes so strange.

Although it was strange, for herself who hated contact with others, this feeling was not annoying. On the contrary, it gave her an inexplicable attachment.

"Go to sleep." Su Li tidied the broken hair on Shen Tinglan's forehead.

She adjusted her position and lay next to Shen Tinglan, looking at his sleeping face, but did not pull away the hand that was tightly grasped by him.

Probably because we haven't gone deep into the forest yet, the rest of the night was calm and no ghosts came to our door.