Chapter 922 0.171171%
"Drip, drip, drip—"
The bedside device ticks, and if you don't pay attention, you will be ignored like a cicada chirping in summer.
At this time, it was noon, and my parents and Lin Shu came to visit with the permission of the hospital.
In order to allow patients to have sufficient rest time, the visiting time prescribed by the hospital is usually from 9 am to 7 pm, and some will be postponed to 11 am and 9 pm, the total time will not exceed 10 hours, in any case, it is more appropriate to visit after 12 pm.
Logically speaking, the intensive care unit, infant and toddler room, and infectious disease ward are not visited, but my injuries and illnesses themselves are not very reasonable.
"Xiaohao, listen to the doctor, cooperate well, and you will get better soon...... Ay...... How good it would be if Mom could get sick and injured for you...... "Mom is grabbing my still conscious hand and chattering, a little bit of a strong woman's style."
So I inherited the idea of getting injured and sick for someone else from you?
"The equipment in this intensive care unit is very advanced, and I can say that there is no better condition in the world," said my father, who walked around to check all kinds of life-supporting and testing equipment. ”
If it weren't for the conditions, probably my mother would like to hospitalize you now, pay attention to the context, Dad.
"Sister, your eyes are like *flower tube writing wheel eyes, hey......" The stupid brother muttered in his ear in a volume that his mother couldn't hear.
Be careful that I put an infinite month of reading on you - well, something seems wrong?
I rolled my eyes at him, oh, maybe black or red? Lin Shu seemed to pause for a moment, and then said like no one else: "Speaking of which, what does it feel like to be paralyzed? ”
"Say what?" Mom immediately turned her head and glared at him—probably.
"There's nothing bad to say.,It should be about the same when the game is disconnected," I shook my mother's hand to help my stupid brother out, and then said to him: "I know how to make the character act as long as I press the keys, but I just pressed it and didn't respond." ”
"So you're stuck." He nodded thoughtfully.
It's you who is talking about chatting ghosts!
According to my experience of complaining a lot, saying inappropriate words at this time probably just wants me to relax or laugh, but obviously, his dozen * life skill trees are not on the side of persuasion at all.
However, with that, I think of a question, if it's FSN's plot over there, how did I feel before...... It should have been done by Lancer, and the arrow in the forehead was done by Archer, and then the high paraplegic ...... How many times have you been stepped on by Rider's Pegasus, right?
These attacks hit ordinary people, and none of them look like they can survive, so there is actually some kind of "file reading" mechanism next door?
From the point that I won't take the initiative to choose a dead end when reading the file, and then push it back, the "I" over there should be all the killing moves of the remaining four heroic spirits, such as [Secret Sword Yan Return], [Shoot a Hundred Heads], [*Fu Bing Break the Ring], [EX Curry Stick], etc., etc., etc.......
And that's not even counting the real Assassin and a certain Twilight ......
Whether I want to pass out in advance or not, anyway, how to rescue is a matter for the doctor and Meng Nali......
Boom——!
Belch!
I gradually became a little drowsy because of the afternoon sleepiness, but when I was in a daze, I saw a bright yellow knife light slashing at my neck in a perfect arc, and I quickly subconsciously retreated to dodge.
After a set of actions, I realized that - what did I just see? How can I see that? Who's going to attack me? No, before that, how did I get away with a high paraplegic?
After sobering up a little, I noticed that the wall of the "intensive care unit", which I had imagined completely according to the actual pattern, with a gray and black background and silver and blue lines, had been cut out by some kind of sharp weapon, and because I didn't know what was in the next room, there was a blank state behind the gap.
What's going on? Which of my fantasies of the "Heroic Spirit" went berserk? Or—
Before I could figure it out, two sword lights flew out of the gap again, but this time it was a red and a blue, the red one was fierce and powerful, and the trajectory was like lightning, while the blue one was erratic, and whenever I tried to see its trajectory, it would appear in another position.
And the target is still my throat.
This is really a swallow return! If I had known, I wouldn't have thought about it! But how did I get past that?
** Time stop is available, you can only pin your hope on the subconscious flash of inspiration just now, otherwise you will be hit in the throat twice, and you will not die, but if you can't speak, wouldn't it be miserable?
Whew-
Dodge.
When the two flashes of light were about to meet and hit, I dodged away as if they had just done it, and the solution was ridiculously simple - I threw this "ward" of my imagination hundreds of meters, and after they hit the position where it should have been a hospital bed, it shattered and dissipated like water.
Yes, I'm a blind man now, and everything I "see" is what I have "imagined" improvisedly for the sake of convenience, and an attack based on my fantasies wants to hit me, and that's just nothing—
Boom –
Well? The sound of water flowing?
Before I could think about the strange sound of running water in my ears, I felt my mother suddenly squeeze my hand, and then press the pager at hand, causing it to let out a shrill cry like "quack-bell-".
"Sister! Your eyes! Ears, nose and mouth are bleeding! The stupid brother exclaimed.
"Don't touch her!" Dad opened his arms and wrapped his arms around his younger brother, who seemed to want to pounce and do something: "Wait for the doctor to deal with it!" They're right next door! ”
“...... Poof, poof. I spit out two mouthfuls that suddenly flooded, with a fishy smell of "saliva", and hurriedly reset the "illusion".
Caster's mana drain this time? Come to think of it, the Rule Bre**er is just a short weapon, it can't do any damage at all, and it also has room to dodge.
Everyone else is beaten when they go to the moon, but I am the only one who is beaten......
"Please leave the family immediately, we will arrange first aid, don't worry, she will be fine." Roman and Monali rushed into the room with some assistants and nurses, and immediately commanded in a tone that everything was under control.
"It's Caster's mana drain this time, and it should be easy to handle." While everyone was busy, I whispered to the doctor who was listening to me, "But based on experience, there should still be 'Shoot a Hundred Heads' and 'Oath and Sword of Victory', so be careful." ”
"Okay, I know why I don't want you to die." The doctor nodded, "Please do your best to do what she says." ”
Hmph, I don't need you to say it, I'll ...... it too Target......