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Chapter 330 Mental Problems

##Chapter 330 Mental Issues (please collect, recommend votes, and monthly votes)
"Doctor Jian? Why are you here?" Jian Lishan came with the ambulance, and Xu Chuan looked around.
Dr. Jian looked at the man in front of him, covered in stains, his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat, and he was straddled with a rifle, looking very embarrassed. It seemed that the road was not smooth. "Xiao Wei was in the camp and didn't come here. There was no decent doctor nearby, so I could only come."
"I didn't ask her again, and pointed to Sarah Miller in the car. She was injected with DU products. She had a withdrawal reaction on the way back, so we had to give her a sedative." Then, the drug packaging after the injection was handed over to Jane Lishan.
Jane Lisan took it and looked at it, "No big problem. The American Embassy has prepared a plane and will transfer people back to the United States for treatment." Not only that, they also prepared a press conference. A team of volunteers entered Miandeen and found only two bodies and a tortured woman.
I don’t know what price this incident will cost the Miandian government. Although these people entered the country illegally, people don’t care about these things now.
But this didn't care about Xu Chuan anymore. The guy named Bann was still waiting for him and planned to ask about arms questions.
I was so annoyed that I had to call Casper and laughed at the other side, "I will have someone contact them, Bell, are you planning to do arms business?"
"That's a big deal, I'm dying." Xu Chuan, who had not closed his eyes for more than 40 hours, is now very upset. "You hear that HCLI people will contact you. Go back and wait for news."
After sending this Bann away, Xu Chuan boarded Rambo's fishing boat again, and the waterway must have been faster. Several mercenaries greeted them and parted ways here.
Xu Chuan was lying on the boat alone. Although he couldn't sleep, he was already very leisurely and he just wanted to ignore the smell on the boat.
After a few hours, he finally returned to the ferry at the time of departure. "If you have anything to do in the future, you can contact me. Of course, if you are interested, you can come to our company to be an instructor." Xu Chuan threw the AKMS and some equipment into the river, and then left a phone call to Rambo, but he didn't have any hope.
Rambo did not comment, but did not refuse the business card Xu Chuan gave him. He had many friends and many ways, but he just had PTSD and was not a fool.
Instead of going to the volunteer camp, she went back to the village where she had stayed for a night and talked to the owner and finally made her understand what she wanted to continue living here.
Giving her two hundred dollars is considered rent, which made the aunt so excited that she said a lot, but Xu Chuan didn't understand at all. He should have asked him if he had any other needs.
He just wants to take a shower and go to bed now. He has only eaten compressed biscuits in the past two days, but he plans to find something to eat after he wakes up from hunger.
There was no hot water, and the cold water was done. After he washed up, he was almost unconscious. He used his last willpower to check the pistol and put it on the bed, and immediately fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but in his dream, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and he bounced from the bed almost like a conditioned reflex. He picked up Glock 19 at the head of the bed with his right hand and pointed at the door. When he did all this, his eyes were not opened.
"Hey, it's me." A frightened voice sounded. At this time, Xu Chuan opened his eyes and looked at Wu Wei who had just pushed open the door with a blank look of no focus.
Then he fell back on the bed and fell asleep again. Wu Wei, who was really frightened, stared at Xu Chuan before she dared to move after she fell asleep.
At that moment just now, she really thought she was dead. She slowly walked to the edge of the bed and carefully touched Xu Chuan's right hand. Seeing that he had no reaction, she took his pistol down and put it aside.
"This guy." Wu Wei squatted beside the bed, clenched her fists and shook her face, wanting to punch her.
After getting up and turning back to the house, I soaked Xu Chuan's clothes that he had changed into water. The sticky mud, blood and various stains were stuck on it. It was impossible to see it. After everything was done, the sun set.
I hesitated for a moment whether to ask him to get up and have dinner, but seeing that he was sleeping so well, I would just forget it.
Lying beside Xu Chuan, Wu Wei looked at him with amused, as if only at this time could people ignore his badness. She gently swept his just-right facial features with her fingers, and her eyelashes were clearly distinguished. Now, closing her eyes made him look much softer.
Many people ignored his age. You should know that he is only in his early twenties this year. He gently pecked his chin. Wu Wei smiled. If she had done this move normally, she would have been pushed away by him in disgust.
The moonlight came in from the window, and Wu Wei covered her mouth and yawned slightly. The camp was very busy these two days, and she was very tired. She found a comfortable position in Xu Chuan's arms and gradually fell asleep.
The next morning, when Xu Chuan's biological clock woke him up, Wu Wei was lying on his left side, pillowing on his arm with his back facing him. The exquisite curve only made him feel that his hands were numb.
She pulled her left hand out from under her neck, and her whole arm was like tens of thousands of ants crawling.
Looking at the woman beside him, he had no idea when Wu Wei came.
He looked up and saw that his pistol had moved further from the head of the bed. In an instant, the memory came like a tide. He remembered that when Wu Wei came in yesterday, he almost pulled the trigger.
This memory made him sweat amidst cold sweat on his forehead. He looked down at her. Rush, he almost killed this woman.
‘TMD’, Xu Chuan covered his forehead. He always felt that his spirit was fine. Now it seemed that it might be different from what he thought. He really needed to find a psychologist to check it out.
"What's wrong with you?" Wu Wei was awakened by his movements, turned around and asked with a confused look on her face.
Xu Chuan looked at her with a complicated expression, then raised his lips and leaned down in her ear and said softly, "It's nothing, I'm just wondering whether to eat the big meal in front of me first or to fill my stomach first."
The warm exhalation swept across Wu Wei's ears. Xu Chuan's rough hands had already climbed up from his clothes, making her wake up in a panic. He quickly blushed and stopped him from moving, "Stop making trouble, I have a lot of work to do today." If he was really troubled by him all morning, he would stop doing anything this day.
He quickly sat up from the bed, hugged Xu Chuan's arm and made him unable to move. Looking at Xu Chuan's depressed expression, Wu Wei giggled, "Okay, aren't you hungry? I'll take you to have breakfast."
This is a small stall in the village, selling traditional food in this area, rice noodles, "What kind of flavor do you want? I think pork noodles are delicious." Wu Wei greeted the boss and introduced to Xu Chuan.
When Xu Chuan heard the word pork, he immediately thought of a scene not long ago and grinned, "Okay, then I want a bowl of chicken." Wu Wei glanced at it and felt that he did it on purpose.
The boss was skillful in his movements, and two bowls of rice noodles were quickly served. Xu Chuan tasted it and it tasted okay, but the amount was too small and the two chopsticks were gone.
Chapter completed!
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