It is conceivable that he suffered such serious internal and external injuries last night, coupled with the onset of illness, and the storm surge in the sea... It was unfortunate, how could he encounter all kinds of bad luck.
And what about her? What was she doing at that time
When Su Luo thought of this, she was about to cover her face.
In such a stormy weather last night, she... actually fell asleep.
It is conceivable that he dragged the seriously injured body to chase after him, slid and slid desperately in the sea, and kept spinning in her direction, while she slept comfortably...
Thinking of this, Su Luo almost knelt down to him with guilt.
Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows, squinted at Su Luo, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "You know what's wrong now?"
Su Luo remained silent and nodded desperately.
Nangong Liuyun waved to her: "Come here."
Su Luo ran over and sat in front of him obediently, watching her silently.
It was a well-behaved and docile look that Nangong Liuyun had never seen on her.
Nangong Liuyun reached out and touched her head: "Do you know what to do?"
"Ah?" Su Luo expressed confusion
Nangong Liuyun squinted at her, found a comfortable position on the bed to lean against, and looked at Su Luo lightly: "This king is hungry now."
Su Luo's eyes saw the wound on his chest.
After sprinkling the blood coagulation pill, the wound has stopped bleeding, and there is a faint trend of healing.
Su Luo washed a berry and handed it to Nangong Liuyun.
Who knows that he is still very picky, shaking his head: "This king doesn't eat these messy things."
They are all living on a desert island, and they are still so picky. Su Luo gave him a blank look, "Apart from berries, there are only oysters and redbud fish."
Nangong Liuyunte said extravagantly, "Then the redbud fish."
A redbud fish is equivalent to a green spar, and if it is used to make grilled fish, the aura cannot be absorbed.
However, Su Luo lacked other things now, and the most important thing was the redbud fish. As soon as Nangong Liuyun said that, she agreed without saying a word.
For the job of barbecue, Su Luo is very familiar with it, and within a short time, he roasted two golden yellow and fragrant redbud fish.
Su Luo's grilling technique is very good. Both sides of the fish are yellow but not burnt, crispy and crispy. The smell makes the index finger move.
Su Luo handed the big one to Nangong Liuyun: "You can eat it, take it."
Nangong Liuyun glanced at her, and said aggrievedly, "You are not sincere at all. Anyway, you have to feed this king, right?"
"What?" Su Luo was extremely hungry, grabbed the grilled fish and stuffed it into his mouth, asking vaguely.
God knows that she hasn't had rice for two days, and she's so hungry that her chest is on her back.
"This king is a patient!" Nangong Liuyun was a little rude.
Su Luo gave him an angry look: "Your hands are fine."
"But this king is a patient! He is dying!" Nangong Liuyun glared at her angrily.
The unreasonable man is simply too naive.
Afraid that his anger would affect the wound, Su Luo could only raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, I will feed you, disabled person."
Nangong Liuyun was obviously still a little unhappy, so he turned his face away and didn't look at Su Luo.
Su Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Didn't I tell you to feed you? Why are you still angry?"
"Not sincere." Nangong Liuyun muttered.
"Why are you not sincere?" Su Luo sat down beside him, and with the other hand he pulled back his angry face, "Ah, open your mouth—"