The days of survival on a deserted island with the beautiful president

Chapter 633 Unreliable Promise
But when Meng Zitian saw the lame man, a trace of disdain appeared on his face.

"You, hurry up!"

Meng Zitian, whose voice had already started to become hoarse, still looked superior at this time.

In the eyes of Mencius, even though he is already like this, he is much more noble than a cripple.

And most importantly, the current cripple has been held in the palm of his hand.

He was very confident, while saying this, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and put his hand on his breast pocket.

Only after he touched the three or four pieces of coconut flakes did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

In any case, this is the only thing Mencius has.

After he saw that the cripple had crawled over, he immediately glanced at the cripple with disgust.

Just like this, what else can you do for me?
Mencius Tian, ​​who was already terminally ill, looked proud at this moment because he had "cold medicine".

"Sand~sand~"

When the sound of rubbing the grass was heard, the cripple gradually raised his head.

With bloodshot eyes, he had exhausted all his strength in order to move Meng Zitian here during the torrential rain just now.

Moreover, his legs and feet were originally bad, and he also sprained his feet in the heavy rain.

So much so that his only healthy leg is now immobile.

He raised his head, and when he saw Mencius Tian in front of him, he immediately stretched out his red and swollen hands helplessly.

"Cold medicine, give me another cold medicine!"

The cripple with a low voice, just after eating bark and scratching his throat, became what he is now.

Although he kept trying to moisten his throat with saliva, the effect was minimal.

So when he finished saying this, he had no choice but to tilt his head and look at Meng Zitian with a serious face.

Cold medicine?
After hearing the somewhat outrageous request from the cripple, Mencius's face suddenly darkened.

Can cold medicine be given to you so casually?
Mencius, who muttered something in his heart, immediately stretched out his hand and spread his palm in front of the lame man's eyes.

But the cripple who saw this scene frowned suspiciously.

"This, this is..."

The cripple who understood the meaning at all, looked at Meng Zitian's hand, and immediately opened his mouth helplessly.

Play stupid?

But the cripple's reaction, in the eyes of Mencius, was an act of pretending to be stupid.

After all, the cold medicine last time can be regarded as the cripple's exchange for crabs.

As a result, it is impossible to give him the cold medicine this time so easily.

"Exchange something!"

With a serious face, Meng Zitian didn't hesitate at all.

After he finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the beach not far away.

On the beach at this time, rainwater and sea water have long been mixed together.

And the spread of the rain made the sea water gradually rise in tide.

Faced with such a situation, Meng Zitian was not worried at all.

After all, the lame man is willing to do anything for cold medicine.

And simply looking for food is not difficult at the seaside!
When Meng Zitian thought of this, he immediately glanced at the cripple lying at his feet.

Listening to Mencius Tian's words, the cripple didn't move at all.

Looking for food?
He was already seriously ill, and there was nothing he could do, so he went to the beach to soak in cold water.

Some embarrassing cripples raised their heads helplessly after thinking about it for a while.

"Deputy, deputy mayor, you give me medicine first, I, I will definitely not let you go hungry!"

The cripple who has reached a dead end has no strength at all now.

Not to mention going to the beach to find food for Meng Zitian, even if he walked over here, he didn't have the strength to move forward.

So after weighing it, the cripple could only try to persuade Meng Zitian, hoping to make him change his mind.

But when the cripple raised his head and looked expectantly at Mencius Tian, ​​Mencius Tian's expression immediately sank.

Mencius Tian, ​​who had no more demands, could only live on food at this time.

And the lame man's request made Meng Zitian withdraw his hand immediately.

"Then don't think about it, don't even think about getting cold medicine!"

He didn't waver at all, and he didn't eat the cripple at all.

In his eyes, as long as it is not in his hands, it is all empty talk.

Besides, in this case, whose words can be trusted?

When Mencius Tian finished these words, he suddenly had an idea.

Since the cripple is so disobedient, then encourage him yourself!
After an idea came to his mind, Mencius became even more arrogant.

"Please, please, I really need cold medicine. Maybe it's because I'm too sick, so, that's why I got better so slowly..."

When the cripple pleaded with Meng Zitian in a low voice with a hoarse voice, Meng Zitian stretched out his hand calmly.

Already a little disappointed with the lame man, he directly stretched his hand into his pocket at this moment.

When Mencius made this move, the lame man lying on the ground immediately widened his eyes.

Is this going to get me cold medicine?
Seeing Meng Zitian lowering his head and picking something in his pocket, the cripple suddenly became agitated.

Originally he thought that Mencius was hard-hearted, but then he slowly stretched out his hand.

That muddy hand was also covered with several good wounds.

"Don't you just want cold medicine?"

When Meng Zitian glanced at the palm stretched out in front of his eyes, he immediately became interested.

Then he stretched out his hand from his pocket.

In front of the lame man, Meng Zitian slowly spread his hands away.

In the palm of his hand, a milky white pill appeared in front of the lame man.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The lame man with an excited face immediately stretched out his hand tremblingly after seeing the hard-won cold medicine.

"Hey……"

But just when the lame man's hand was about to touch the "cold medicine", Meng Zitian's expression changed immediately.

In front of the lame man, without hesitation, he gradually retracted himself, the hand holding the pill.

"You are..."

Meng Zitian's move immediately made the cripple feel a little uncomfortable.

Isn't this playing yourself?

When the cripple raised his head and saw Mencius Tian's disgusted face, he realized that Mencius Tian didn't seem to want to give him the "cold medicine" at all.

The cripple who only reacted now immediately lowered his face.

"Give it to me, as long as you let me eat first, I will definitely find food for you!"

The cripple felt a tingling pain in his throat, and could only open his mouth slowly at this time.

Although he was a little unconvinced at this time, he still lowered his head willingly because of the "cold medicine".

But will you get your wish if you bow your head?

Hearing the cripple's useless promise, Meng Zitian's face suddenly showed a trace of disdain.

(End of this chapter)