Ajib was about to pull her finger when Ji Nuan saw that there was no one else in the wooden house, and even the old woman who had been protecting her before was not there.

I thought I might be really dead this time, but fortunately it did not drag down Mo Jingshen.

She felt cold in her heart and slowly closed her eyes, but the sweat from her nose clearly showed her fear and tension. This was not the instinct that a well-trained informant or base staff should have.

Ajib glanced at her hesitantly again, but this kind of person could not be kept. He was about to kill the person first, suddenly, Dali ran in from outside.

Dali didn't know what he said, and he seemed to be a little anxious when he listened to his speech.

Ajib then paused with his gun, and took his eyes back from Dali, looking at Ji Nuan coldly again, saying in English: "Control is a distinguished guest we 'invite'. He has not eaten or drunk for four days. No matter how powerful his mind and body are, he can't hold on. Now he has fallen and will die at any time."

Ji Nuan still looked at him blankly, looking like she couldn't hear anything.

Seeing that she always looked like she was frightened, Ajib suddenly withdrew her gun with an impatient look, turned around and said a few words to Dali in Cambodian language, and left directly.

Ji Nuan's heart was always pounding, and she didn't expect that she would escape from death. The reason why she escaped from death was that Mo Jingshen had no food or drink for four days. He turned Ajib away part of the attention he had placed Ajib on her by falling down.

Ajib said that Mo Jingshen has fallen now.

What does it mean to fall down?

Did you faint or?

Something happened?!

Ji Nuan didn't dare to put his worries on her face, but looked at Dali standing in the room with a look of fear. Dali signaled her to get out of bed and go with him.

Ji Nuan bit her lower lip and pointed to her hand that was still wrapped in gauze, meaning that she could no longer deliver food or make anything like this.

However, Dali kicked the wooden bed under her impatiently. He knew that she was a mute and could not hear anything. He even cursed a few words and urged her to go with him impatiently.

Ji Nuan had no choice but to get out of the bed with a timid expression, and followed him with a fear of death with his neck.

Dali took her to the neighborhood of the wooden house surrounded by layers of Mo Jingshen. Ji Nuan was worried that they would continue to implement the order Ajib gave last night, thinking about how to continue to avoid such a dead end. Suddenly, Ajib signaled her with his eyes to go to the stone table over there to send the bowl of water in.

Ji Nuan looked at him for no reason. Ajib pointed to the water, then pointed to the wooden house where Mo Jingshen lived. The meaning was very obvious, and she wanted to let her go in and deliver water.

If you don’t deliver food, you will instead deliver water? What does it mean?

The door of the wooden house was open now. She remembered that she had seen no trace of binding on Mo Jingshen's body before, but he did not come out. Could it be that he really fainted?

Ji Nuan slowly moved to the door of the wooden house and took a look inside.

Seeing Mo Jingshen's tall and tall figure leaning against the wooden wall beside the window of the wooden house, his eyes closed, his face pale, his lips were a little dry and white, obviously he was seriously dehydrated and was already in a semi-coma. He did not lie down, but insisted on sitting there, resting with his eyes closed.

It turned out that their purpose was to let her go in and feed Mo Jingshen water.

After Ji Nuan took a look, her eyes turned to a bowl of water on the rough stone table outside, walked over, and held up the bowl of water under Dali's cold eyes.

She didn't know if Mo Jingshen had been refusing to eat their food and water because he was worried that they would poison or just resisting, but what she was even more certain was whether the bowl of water was poisonous.

While holding the bowl, Ji Nuan walked towards the wooden house, she suddenly seemed to have not taken it firmly, causing some of the water in the bowl to spill out, splashing on the back of her hand that had been burned last night. She suddenly felt so painful that she didn't hold the bowl, and a whole bowl of water spilled out instantly.

Seeing her clumsy appearance, Dali was about to go over and kick her, and even wanted to take out a gun and knock her down.

But I remember Ajib told me that control was a complete rejection of everyone here, but the woman who was arrested was not theirs. Moreover, women were more careful than men like them. Now let her take care of control, let her find a way to feed him water, find ways to let him eat, and save his life. This is the main thing.

Otherwise, if the control really died like this, let alone those secrets have not been obtained, if he died, the ace in their hands that was enough to threaten Xi base and the US police would no longer exist.

He must be kept alive!

Dali suppressed his temper, cursed, and asked Ji Nuan to come back with another bowl of water.

Ji Nuan stood up tremblingly, nodded to him repeatedly, then trotted to the well dug by hand near the cooking tent and made a bowl of clean water out, and then carefully brought it over.

Dali stared at her and warned her not to be too slow and asked her to go in and feed the water quickly.

But after she entered, Dali and a few people guarded the door and window, staring at the situation inside, and kept looking at Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen's expressions, not missing any suspicious clues.

Ji Nuan walked in and quickly walked to Mo Jingshen, trying to make the trembling movements on her hands that were lifting were smaller, but her trembling would not be regarded as excited or nervous by them. They probably would only think that she was afraid.

She carefully sent the water to Mo Jingshen's somewhat cracked mouth. Even if the man didn't eat, drink, wash or sleep for four days, his breath was much thinner than usual, but when he was blowing on her hands, it was still warm and clear, and the breath of Mo Jingshen was unique.

Ji Nuan held up the bowl and tentatively fed the water to him, but the man's lips were closed. Although he was not tight enough, he could not feed it in just by closing it gently.

She had no choice but to be able to speak, so she could only pat his shoulder with her hands.

Mo Jingshen frowned his pale and handsome eyebrows. He didn't open his eyes, but felt the water bowl beside his mouth and turned his head away.

Ji Nuan was really anxious this time. She pressed the bowl hard against his mouth, and patted his hands on his shoulders for no use, so she had to raise her hand and patted him on the face.

If it were normal, Mo Jingshen would definitely smell the familiar aura on her body, and he would definitely notice who she was.

But even if his sense of smell has not failed for four or five days, his current lack of water and weak state may not be so sensitive.

Seeing that he never opened his eyes or opened his mouth, Ji Nuan simply pressed his stretched legs and sat hard on his knees with one butt.

Finally, Mo Jingshen noticed the lightness and softness on his legs, and his eyebrows were tied and he slowly opened his black eyes.
Chapter completed!