Floral, elegant, clean room.

The boy opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him, lying on the hospital bed with bandages on his body.

I thought back to the scene when I was hit by a car while crossing the road, that is, I was too seriously injured, and although I noticed the car, I still didn't have enough strength to jump away.

The boy moved his body, and the injury was almost healed, although he was hit by a car, but it was only some abrasions and bruises, and there were no traces of fractures, which was not unrelated to the strong body of the teenager.

A simple injury should heal with its own healing ability.

The boy ripped off the bandage on his abdomen, and the gunshot wound in his abdomen had healed, but there were still sutures left by the sutures left by the suture wound.

The boy grabbed the suture with his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he ripped the suture off at once, not from his body little by little, but directly from it.

The sutures cut dozens of wounds several centimeters long in the teenager's abdomen like a razor blade.

The wound tore through the muscles, blood flowed down dozens of wounds, almost visible to the naked eye, the wound cut by the sutures no longer bleed, and the wound slowly healed.

After about ten minutes, the wound was gone, and the skin on the abdomen was as if it had never been injured.

This kind of thing has long been accustomed to the teenager, and in his career as a killer, the traumatic teenager who has seemed impossible to survive countless times has his powerful healing ability to repair the wound again and again.

It's just that in the last escape, the boy's wounds were not unhealed, but in his rapid movement, the incomplete wounds were torn again and again.

The teenager closed his eyes and pondered, he still couldn't stay here, since they had stitched up their wounds, then they must have known that they had received gunshot wounds, and in China, the management of guns is very strict, and it will definitely attract the police.

There was a crisp sound of footsteps, and a big-eyed nurse in a white nurse's uniform and mask walked in with a cart full of hanging bottles and various medical supplies.

The boy opened his eyes suddenly, vigilantly looked at the nurse who came in, as long as she had any action that was unfavorable to herself, the boy would instantly burst out and kill her, this is the instinct of the killer, the instinct in the face of strangers, in fact, he is not a stranger, because they met yesterday, but the boy is in a coma.

Swept by the young man's eyes, the nurse who had just picked up the hanging bottle and walked towards the young man paused, obviously startled, and the hanging bottle in her hand almost fell off. The nurse took off her mask and stuck out her tongue: "Hmm, I'm hanging water for you!" So fierce? As he spoke, he hung the bottle on the stand.

"Stretch out your right hand!"

The young man carefully observed the nurse in front of him, there was no murderous aura on her body, her facial features were exquisite, her big eyes were bright, her willow eyebrows were curved, her nose was small, and her two braids were braided, like Sailor Moon.

The boy obediently stretched out his right hand, and in his opinion, the nurse in front of him was unlikely to be the one who came to kill him, after all, all the people who knew that he was alive were dead.

The nurse washed the back of the boy's hand with alcohol and took out the needle.

"Huh......" seemed to have been preparing for a long time, and the little nurse let out a breath and stabbed the young man's right hand.

After a while, he pulled it out again and stuck out his tongue at the young man, and said cautiously: "Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't get hit, let's do it again?" ”

The boy looked up at the ceiling, ignoring the cute nurse's words.

He was thinking, thinking about his own future, although he escaped from the organization and could be an ordinary person, where is his future, what should he do in the future, can he integrate into this world?

After all, are people who have been swallowed by darkness really suitable for such a world?

The cute nurse saw that the boy ignored herself, stuck out her tongue, gritted her teeth and pricked it again, and then pulled it out again.

"Well, I didn't hit it again!"

"Again, this time it will definitely be pierced! Believe me! "The nurse is talking to a teenager, more like comforting herself.

"Ah...... One last time, one last time! ”

"Well, this is the real last time!"

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………

"Uh, your veins are so thin! People can't pierce it. After pulling out the needle for the thirty-fourth time, the cute nurse sweated and smiled awkwardly at the boy.

Even if he is as calm as a teenager, he can't help but sneer at this moment: how can there be such a stupid nurse! Isn't this hospital afraid of going bankrupt?

The boy stretched out his left hand and grabbed the girl's hand holding the hanging needle, the girl's hand was delicate and smooth.

The girl screamed in surprise and wanted to break free, but the boy grabbed it very tightly and didn't break free at once.

Just when the girl thought that the boy was angry and hurt herself because he was stabbed by herself, the boy took the girl's hand and pierced it close to his veins, then let go of the girl's hand and looked up at the ceiling again.

With simple trauma treatment and treatment, the proficiency of the teenager far exceeds that of ordinary nurses and doctors. Because wound management and simple surgery are one of the killer's compulsory courses, although he doesn't need it, he learns it well.

The girl looked at the boy in surprise, it was not difficult to pierce the hanging needle into the tendons, the difficult thing was that he actually used his left hand to grab someone else's hand and pierce the tendons so accurately, and he didn't know why his hand was caught and trembling so badly.

He must be a doctor, a very powerful doctor, the girl nodded earnestly.

"Hmm, did you study medicine? You're so well pierced, alas. The girl looked at the boy and asked curiously.

"Learned." The boy looked at the ceiling and responded faintly, his voice was very soft, very gentle, but with a hint of desolation, as if he was peerless lonely.

The girl didn't seem to be able to bear the desolation of the teenager, and she lost her mind for a moment, and her curiosity about the teenager became stronger, and she couldn't figure out how a teenager who was only seventeen or eighteen years old could give herself such a sense of vicissitudes, and what he had experienced.

"Yu Yan." When the girl was in a trance, a beautiful woman wearing a light blue skirt walked into the ward, with white skin like jade, delicate facial features, and a bun that did not eat the world.

As soon as the girl turned around and saw the beautiful woman, she suddenly rushed over and hugged each other and called sweetly: "Sister Yueru." ”

Lin Yueru pushed Chu Yuyan away, came to the young man's bedside, bent down, and gently touched the young man's forehead with the back of her hand, as if her sister's affectionate care for her sick brother: "Do you feel better?" ”

The gentle voice carried deep concern, the boy was so concerned for the first time, and he was a little uncomfortable and a little shy: "Okay... Much better. ”

"Hehe... I'm shy, my name is Lin Yueru, so you can call me Sister Yueru. What's your name? The beautiful woman covered her mouth and smiled, Lin Yueru was already extremely beautiful, and this smile made people a little distracted for a moment.

"Gu Jiaming." The young man no longer looked at Lin Yueru, looking up at the ceiling, he was already silent in his bones, although he could feel Lin Yueru's concern, but his attitude towards strangers could not be too good.

"Uh, I'm sorry, it's me who is not good, I don't drive well, I hit you, and I hurt you so badly." Lin Yueru couldn't understand the boy's indifference, thinking that he was driving into him and causing him to be seriously injured, maybe it delayed his affairs, he was still angry, Lin Yueru bowed apologetically to the boy.

The boy was a little distressed, he wasn't angry about it, but he really had such a character.

In desperation, his tone was more gentle: "Sister Yueru, I don't blame you, thank you, no one has ever been so good to me, I'm a little uncomfortable." The boy didn't know why, he just didn't want to see the woman in front of him unhappy.

Lin Yueru paused for a moment, she didn't understand what Gu Jiaming meant, she just asked, but how did she know what her seemingly random movements meant to the teenager.

A killer, a killer who lives in the dark world of endless killing, no one will sympathize with your life and death, and no one will care if you are sick or uncomfortable.

Looking at Lin Yueru's expression, Gu Jiaming smiled faintly, he could understand Lin Yueru's confusion, how could a princess living in thousands of favors understand an abandoned child who lives in the dark world, a person who needs to fight constantly in order to fill his stomach, and a person who has to add blood countless times in order to survive.

"Where is your family, do you want to inform them, after all, you haven't contacted them for so long, they may be worried, I haven't found anything on you, no mobile phone, no phone number, I haven't been able to contact them." Lin Yueru took out her mobile phone and was about to hand it to Gu Jiaming.

"I don't have any family." Gu Jiaming said lightly, he didn't have the concept of family in his memory, and he hadn't even thought about this problem in his more than ten years of killer career.

"Ahh You're an orphan, so pitiful. Chu Yuyan was a little shocked.

"Do you have any friends? Don't you know anyone? Lin Yueru looked at Gu Jiaming in surprise.

Is there one? Gu Jiaming thought of those killers who didn't know whether they were alive or dead at this moment, and shook his head.

"Well, where are you going to go after you've recovered from your injuries?"

"I don't know." The young man replied plainly, not sad, not disappointed, as if he had not thought about it, but in fact he really did not know where he would go in the future and what he could do.