At this moment, Comrade Guan Suo sent another voice message.
"Um... take care of yourself, protect yourself, don't be too reckless or you might end up with bad luck."
All I can say is, this guy was just born in the wrong era.
If it were ancient times, he'd probably be done by thirty.
Fortunately, modern society has all kinds of protective measures, and this guy has also received decent prevention education.
But being roommates for so many years...
I still have to jab at him a bit.
"Come on, bro, my protective measures are spot on! Don't curse me! Or when the Qing dynasty comes back, I'll drag you to the market for a beheading!!"
And then Comrade Guan Suo sent another voice message, sounding all grumpy.
"Okay, okay, talking business. What time are you getting discharged tomorrow? Morning or noon works, but afternoon is no good. Old Shen called me over for lunch, so I won't have time."
Zhang Lingchuan spoke at this moment.
