The large hospital room was very quiet.

Bright zenith incandescent lights, quiet hospital beds, quiet hoses, and quiet little injuries. Everything was quiet, except for the numbers on the computer monitor, which bounced and ticked like counting time.

The windows of the wards were wide open. At the end of the operation, the doctor told the special care who took care of Mo Xiao's injury, the window of the ward should be wide open, and only by constantly pouring fresh air could Mo Xiao's injury be healed in the shortest possible time.

Mo Xiaoxiao was injured and fell, this was a sudden change, and things changed so fast that it had happened without anyone reacting. Fortunately, the diagnosis given by the hospital is not a sigh, which can be regarded as a comfort. Mo Xiaoxiao is just overtired.

This may seem like a minor problem, but the problem lies in the words that come after "overtiredness" - blood fatigue.

Blood fatigue. These words may seem unfamiliar, but the general meaning is exactly what the name suggests. It's just that the blood flow is tired and wants to stop. But this kind of thing can only happen to people who have a very serious illness. It is unlikely that the average patient will suffer from blood fatigue.

The scientific name for blood fatigue is blood fatigue. There is only one cause of blood fatigue, and that is the strained heartbeat. In general, almost 80% of patients with a strained heartbeat will suffer from hemofatigue. It's a near-terminal illness. In the past, after being notified by the hospital that they had blood fatigue, the patient's family members would directly arrange for a good mortuary to prepare for him to put on makeup and pray for him, and then send him to the crematorium.

But Mo Xiao's injury is very strange. It was obviously diagnosed as blood fatigue, but his heartbeat was not the contrary, it was extremely strong. It's incredible. The hospital is among the best in the world, and although there may be misdiagnoses, such a major misdiagnosis is also nonsense.

The heart was still beating vigorously after suffering from blood fatigue, and when he saw the diagnosis, the doctor was surprised and couldn't believe his eyes, so he repeatedly checked the receipt, and finally it was correct. The whole person almost fainted.

Originally, the doctor was excited to study Mo Xiao's injury after coming back to his senses, but an edict scared the doctor. The edict came from the Holy Emperor. In the lower right corner of the edict is the signature of the Holy Emperor. He was already a devout Saint Cultist, and the status of the Holy Emperor was comparable to heaven and earth, and he did not have the ability and right to shake his head and refuse.

After receiving the imperial order, the doctor stopped wanting to study Mo Xiao's injury, and then arranged for the nurses under his control to arrange a good ward for him. It was a patient ordered by the Holy Emperor himself, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

The breeze blew into the room with the windows wide open, with a faint coolness characteristic of Bafado. The drapes are lifted by the wind and change shape in the air.

The black hair on Mo Xiao's forehead was trembling faintly by the breeze, and everything seemed calm.

Outside the door of the ward.

The marble corridor is lit up by a line of bright incandescent lamps, which reflect on the ground.

A crisp sound of footsteps came from far and near.

There were two people, a man and a woman, walking on the corridor.

"Your Highness, on the right-hand side, please turn right!" Walking in front of the blonde woman was a white-haired man full of energy.

The white-haired man wears a crisp black suit and shiny leather shoes on his feet.

Behind the white-haired man was a blonde woman with a calm complexion. The woman's long hair hung down like a curtain on her shoulders, and she wore a pale pink dress with folds at the hem that moved slightly with her footsteps, like a maple leaf that rose in the wind.

"This is it." The man's footsteps stopped, and he stood sideways, reaching out towards the door of the ward where Mo Xiaosheng was, with his palm facing up.

"You're waiting outside!" The blonde woman's voice was as warm as a warbler's cry, but it was full of majesty.

"Yes, Your Highness!" The man's face was still respectful, he bowed slightly, gave up space, and then stood by the door, like a guard protecting the rich family.

The blonde woman looked up at the room number on the nameplate, then reached out and pressed her hand to push the door in.

The faint wind blew her long hair slightly, and she elegantly pinned the long hair behind her ears, and her feet were as soft as the wind.

She came to Mo Xiaosheng's bed and picked up a slip with the diagnosis written on it that had been there a long time ago.

The words blood fatigue were reflected in her pupils, and she couldn't help but bite her soft lower lip.

She put the list back in its place, then raised her eyes to look carefully at the frightened teenager in front of her.

The delicate face, the straight nose bridge, the thin corners of the lips, the closed pupils, and the soft short hair were messily draped over his forehead, calm and peaceful. She really couldn't connect such a harmless teenager with the famous Silvermoon Ghost.

The woman took a wooden chair and sat down. She took a deep breath and stretched out her long, white fingers. Her thumb and forefinger pressed on Mo Xiao's upper and lower eyelids, and then pulled them slightly to the sides, and the closed eyelids were pulled apart, revealing the pupils.

Dark green Hitomi!

The woman let go in surprise and closed her eyelids again.

Her eyes flashed with horror, and her steady breathing became a little scrambled, and she took a deep breath as she picked up the cup of water on the side and drank it down.

"Green eyes," she murmured, "non-dragon dragons, dragon souls are beginning to awaken, but they are still struggling. ”

"King, do you need to kill him?" The woman put down her cup, and a purple mist poured out of thin air at her side.

The purple mist condensed, and the ghostly giant eyes and sharp teeth reappeared in front of him.

"You can't be impulsive until you figure out his secret," the mist swayed in the air, and his voice was a little muddy and hoarse, "I'll go take a look first." ”

"Yes, King!" The woman was very respectful.

The purple mist turned into a wisp of green smoke and completely submerged into Mo Xiaosheng's body.

Mo Xiaoju's body surface changed color with the wandering of the "king", and the purple light overflowed. Like a corpse stained by the cold of evil light.

After a while, "Wang" left Mo Xiao's injured body and returned to his original appearance, "I know it in my heart, let's stop here today." ”

The mist dissipated in the air, and the woman's respectful face of the mist disappeared, and her face once again showed the arrogance of a holy emperor.

The woman did not pause, but turned and pushed the door.

"Peele, let's go!" The woman gently closed the door and left down the corridor.

"Yes!" The man hurried to follow.

The sound of footsteps slowly faded from near to far.

Tiangong Country, Water Palace City, Blue Bank Bar.

Lan wiped his mouth and got up, his brows furrowed, and he walked to the empty space under the wooden ladder without saying a word.

"Let's eat some more." Granny Shui's voice was full of worry.

Lan Youshi hadn't eaten properly for more than half a month, although Granny Shui's eyes were full of worry, but she couldn't say anything to dissuade her, she had been married for decades, and she knew his temper too well.

"Then if you're hungry, come over and eat." Granny Water said again.

"Good!" Lan nodded again, then bent down and pulled up a brass handle in the air. A square hole was exposed, and it was dark and lightless, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Lan walked down the wooden steps without saying a word, and his body slowly disappeared to the ground.

The wooden steps turned several times underground, and Lan turned on the flashlight from time to time, and finally stopped in a large clearing. He shone the flashlight at the wall, then found the switch and pressed it, several incandescent lights flashed on, and several computers started one after the other.

Lan Youshi picked up the cup on the side and poured a sip of water, then dragged a wooden chair to sit in front of the computer screen that had already entered the working state.

"Ding Dong", a reminder of several new emails!

The light of the screen turned Lan Youshi's face white, and his face was tired.

He rubbed his aching eyes, then continued to stare at the screen.

He clicked on the email, and the content of the email popped up one after another.

"The search of Gushayang and the coast has been completed, but no target has been found!"

"The search of the waters of Nangu Bay and its coast between Abanese and the Arctic Sea Valley has been completed, and no target has been found."

"The search along the coast of the South and North Oceans has been completed, and the search force is heading to the northern coastal areas of the North and South Oceans. With the West Coast of Lunsai, the Osentin Countries, the Buffalo, the Fruit Fruit, and the countries along the west coast of the Husha Country as the main search area, the search force will continue to search for the target person in five directions. Time remaining: 12 days, 8 hours, 31 minutes and 03 seconds. ”

A few lines of text blue were swept in a few seconds. There is no result yet, and Mo Xiaozhi and Wisdom have not been found, Lan Youshi couldn't help but take a deep breath, hold his forehead and sigh.

"Dididi", a mobile phone rings.

Lan Youshi picked up the phone, it was Song Moyuan calling.

"Old Song ......" Lan opened his mouth again, but he couldn't say anything anyway, and his haggard heart was overflowing.

"Well, I know. Sensei said! There was a soft sound of a lighter on the other end of the phone, and then he muttered for a while, and then Song Moyuan's faint words came.

"The whole world is almost a quarter of a way over......," Lan Youshi's voice trembled a little.

"Again, don't get excited, it'll be fine. I now receive a call from the central government every ten minutes every day, the urging dog, I have no progress here, I am more anxious than you, but there is no way, I haven't found it, I haven't found it, I can't stop it, even if I am worthy of those two children. If they really ...... I mean, just in case......"

"Fucking bullshit, those two boys are blessed with great lives, how can there be any accidents. If you talk nonsense again, Lao Tzu will get a grenade now and blow up the troops of your Water Palace Military Region directly to ashes! Lan Youshi's voice jumped up suddenly, and his emotions became extremely excited.

"Isn't it so scary, then?" Song Moyuan was so frightened that he shuddered, and the cigarette butt fell directly on the blanket.

The blanket was lit, and Song Moyuan hurriedly splashed a glass of water on it before extinguishing it.

I just wanted to get angry and say that this old guy has no self-cultivation at all, and he will be hairy when he says it's hairy. But after thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh when he made up Lan Youshi's haggard face at this time. "I ...... Alas......"

"Why don't you scold Lao Tzu?" There was a moment of silence, and Lan Youshi's voice passed.

"Do you want Lao Tzu to scold you? How cheap are you? A handful of old bones can't stop the point? Song Moyuan poured a glass of wine and drank it all.

"You're scolding me. If you don't scold me, I'm uncomfortable. Lan Youshi's voice was a little weak.

"Are you really the Lan Youshi that Lao Tzu knows? It's the first time I've seen you so docile. Song Moyuan's tone was slightly surprised.

"Yo, you also want Lao Tzu to scold you? You have a cheap bone into the bone marrow, it is really cheap. Lan again kept talking bad words, some incoherently, and his voice was also high and low, like a shower of rain.

"You're going to fart again?" Song Moyuan's eyes widened angrily at the microphone, and his beard stood upside down in anger.

"Do you smell it?" Suddenly, Lan Youshi's voice became cautious.

"I smell it!" Odd's voice suddenly interjected into the conversation between the two, "What a fucking stinking! ”