I’m Picking Up Red Envelopes in PUBG

But the teammates didn't care, it doesn't mean that the water friends are not worried.

"Hahaha..., what's wrong with the dumpling? I had a spring dream last night? This is Sichun? Hahaha, is it Hezeshen's dream?"

"The one upstairs is a bit too much, but I agree!"

"Looking at the dumpling is a little uncomfortable...Is it a little uncomfortable? It shouldn't be, the dumpling should have been to Zeshen a long time ago, why is it not active for eating in the morning?"

"Could it be that it doesn't suit your appetite? It's probably the case. I don't like porridge, it feels too hot!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room are beginning to pay attention to the dumplings, and it seems that the state is a bit wrong.

Indeed, the dumplings blushed and felt a little shaky. Since yesterday, the state of the dumplings has been a bit sluggish, but it is not as exaggerated as it is today.

"..."

Tuanzi didn't say a word, and slowly closed his eyes. As soon as he felt light, he thought about falling down beside him.

Damei found out in time, but she was holding her rice bowl in both hands and didn't take care of the dumplings in time.

At this moment, a wind blew across his face, it was Chen Ze!

There was wind at his feet, and he sprinted violently, and came directly to Tuanzi's side, and Tuanzi didn't fall directly.

At this time, the dumplings were no longer conscious, she was lying softly in Chen Ze's body, breathing heavily.

Don’t know what’s wrong?

"Dumpling...what's wrong? This is?"

The dumb **** one side said with a surprised look, just now it was okay, why is this unconscious?

"You just did this as your teammates? How long has she been in this state?"

With a serious face, Chen Ze placed his hand on the dumpling's forehead and began to feel her body temperature.

The people around did not speak. Chen Ze was not in a good mood, so he dared not speak loudly.

Even the big Sima, who had an active atmosphere inside, stopped talking, so he could see the seriousness of the matter.

Tuanzi... must be sick.

"She has a low-grade fever, it should be heatstroke. I also blame me. I didn't know her physical condition before."

Chen Ze blamed himself a little, looking at the dumplings in the bad, he felt quite unhappy in his heart.

Even if the relationship between the two is unclear, Chen Ze is still uncomfortable when she is sick.

Since before he came, everyone willingly followed Chen Ze and treated him as the king of kings. This was Chen Ze's dereliction of duty.

"What's wrong with the dumpling? It seems to be sick? See a doctor quickly! This is the wilderness! If it doesn't work, don't hold on it? Hurry up and hit the flare?"

"Upstairs, you can understand your current mood, but where do you look for a doctor? This is a wilderness, and there is a **** of zeal, why are you so worried?"

"Yes, Zeshen can definitely solve it. Even if it can't be solved, it's just a signal flare. Very simple, there will be nothing wrong with the goddess of dumplings."

Everyone in the live broadcast room has unity at this time, and they are all comforting each other.

"Heat stroke? How could it happen? Are we all okay?"

Da Sima lifted his glasses, but he really didn't find this detail.

"The girl is normal and weak. The trajectory has been exhausted these past few days. With the noon sun, she may not be able to hold on, so that's it."

Chen Ze picked up the dumplings and walked in a relatively shady place, spreading leaves on the ground and putting the dumplings on top.

"Palace your mind, it's okay. The dumplings are just heatstroke. You stay here first. I'll come as soon as I go."

Chen Ze deliberately gave Tuanzi a pulse, confirming that it was only after heat stroke that he left with confidence.

"Brother Zeshen, I'll go with you!"

Damei came here hopping around.

"You are on standby, optimistic about the dumplings, this is an order, I am enough."

After Chen Ze left this sentence, he walked away quickly.

At Chen Ze's speed, even if the dumb girl wanted to follow, she couldn't keep up.

At this moment, a reminder sound appeared in Chen Ze's head.

Chen Ze shook his heart.

Isn't it a tricky task? Now it's time to save the dumplings.

Although it is a heat stroke, it can't be delayed.

But after seeing the mission, Chen Ze was relieved.

"Pick up the instruction red envelope to treat the number of heatstroke patients."

Fortunately, this task is aimed at Tuanzi, so that Chen Ze doesn't have to worry about it.

only...

Chen Ze knew the cure for heat stroke, but he was still a little embarrassed.

Chen Ze didn't care, but he didn't know how the dumpling looked.

Because the most effective way is to remove all the clothes on the whole body, and then use the heat relief products.

Chen Ze, a big man...

But even if he hesitated, what's going on right now is to do the heat relief first.

Chen Ze has been smelling it all the way, as if he was looking for something.

In the end, Chen Ze stopped beside a piece of dried blood.

This is the place where the wild boar died, and there is a pigpen next to it.

There is nothing left in the pigpen, only foul-smelling pig dung.

The reason why Chen Ze came to this is really confusing.

"What does Zeshen come here for? Is it possible to dig manure? I rely on, hahahahahaha!"

"Above, where did you come from? The housekeeper came out to work, and directly mute this kid! Forever! Isn't this insulting my spirit?"

"The black fan has come out, it's up to you, brothers!"

None of Chen Ze’s fans doubted what Chen Ze was doing. Even when they came to the pigpen, they were convinced that Chen Ze was here to save the dumplings.

But in the next second, they were speechless.

Because Chen Ze's next move is really a bit speechless.

Chen Ze walked in slowly, next to the pig dung, picked up a wooden stick on one side, and started turning around in front of Ori.

Although anyone in the live broadcast room couldn't understand what Chen Ze was doing, they all did not speak in an orderly manner.

Only some black fans are still in rhythm.

"Hahaha, I really came to dig the dung! The house keeper, untie the previous brother for me, now what evidence do you have? Your Zeshen has gone to dig the dung!"

"Hahaha, yeah, do you want to use Ori to treat illnesses? Really, are there such people? This is your Zeshen, right? That's it?"

"I've taken it. There was a group called the dung boy before. Do you Zeshen want to debut in place?"

Chen Ze remained unmoved in the rhythm of the rain.

He took out a few more conspicuous clods in Ori, which were all clods wrapped in Ori.

Even if it is Chen Ze’s true fan, I don’t know what Chen Ze means?

Is it possible to use Ori to directly suffocate the dumplings?