You can't just let her die!

But with a flash of thought, Qingman had rushed into the fire faster than everyone else.

The briquette was thrown in the air before it hit the ground, and everyone didn't come back to their senses, and countless water dragons had come overwhelmingly, extinguishing the fire in the blink of an eye with the momentum of thunder.

"You ......" Tu Bai stood on the periphery like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Qingman standing in the muddy water, protecting a person with both hands.

The skin on his face turned dark pink, blisters began to accumulate fluid in some places, his straight hair was burned into brown corn whiskers by the fire, and his clothes became black beggars' clothes......

Why is everyone else fine, but he is doing this alone?!

Tu Bai couldn't tell whether the sharp feeling in his heart was pain or anger, and he didn't even care about the newly applied plaster on his leg and rushed forward with an arrow.

"Are you stupid?!" The anxiety and concern in his eyes were not fake, and he grinded his teeth and endured without questioning him why he was so lenient.

"If you hold on a little longer, we'll go to the hospital for treatment—I'll get the best doctor for you!" As he spoke, Tu Bai beckoned to summon the first aid team, and Jing Man seemed to have fallen from an uncold height into a warm and soft embrace like cotton, becoming even more at a loss.

……

Soon, two people came running over with stretchers. Jing Man insisted on treating the divine servant first, and he didn't even need to help him alone, so he limped slowly to the ambulance.

The rest of the people didn't suffer any external injuries, but Wan Ziling's heart seemed to have opened a huge opening, and the cool breeze poured into it.

"Don't you need to give me an explanation?" She saw that Tu Bai was about to get into the car, so she cheekily went up and grabbed him by the placket.

"Explain what?" A trace of impatience flashed in Tu Bai's eyes, and he directly broke away from her hand, "Falling in love is about mutual affection, but in order to be with me, you did not hesitate to choose this method to get an empty shell...... What do you want from me? ”

"Why did I choose to get an empty shell?" Wan Ziling was a little hysterical, and grabbed Tu Bai's hand with greater strength again, "If everything hasn't changed, which of your people and heart is not mine?!" But now you're a poor ghost! Ugly! Stinky man! Ignore everything we've been through! That's why I chose to have an empty shell! At least you, too! ”

Wan Ziling cried blood at every word, but frightened the crowd of spectators. Pity their hearts have not been put back in their stomachs, and they are troubled by all kinds of new problems in front of them.

The man she was talking about was Qingman, right? What does it mean to say something inside and out? Wouldn't it be literal? But if that's not the case, how do you understand that?

Tu Bai, who was questioned, also had a tingling scalp, but it was not the embarrassment of being watched as a monkey, but as if something had penetrated his spiritual aura—perhaps, there could be another way to solve the problems that had plagued him all these years?

The sound of the car's engine roared incessantly, as if urging him to make a decision. He subconsciously glanced at Qingman, who was burning like a monkey in the car, shook off Wan Ziling's hand again, and hurriedly closed the car door.

Wan Ziling sat weakly on the ground, feeling that the sky that had been clear for twenty or thirty years suddenly collapsed - he actually said thank you for her initiative to remind him, yes, he liked this poor ghost, ugly and smelly man.

……

After dawn, the whole city woke up from a nightmare and finally returned to normal operation. The garbage on the street was cleaned up in an orderly manner, all kinds of disputes and turmoil turned into an inexplicable "neurosis", and the people who were confused began to reflect on themselves, and Liu Lei also knew the true identity of the divine servant.

Originally, according to the usual practice, it was time for their special investigation department to go to the hospital to understand the situation and visit Qingman. However, after Wan Ziling's fuss last night, everyone didn't know how to face Qingman.

Obviously, he didn't know at all, and he never lied to Tu Bai, but even though it was like that, it was still strange in his heart.

From eight o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the morning, three hours passed, either Xiao Yang couldn't find the key, or the second section ran to squat in the toilet; Either Xihe shouted to buy a fruit basket, or Dayong couldn't find the briquettes; In short, all kinds of chickens and dogs are not jumping smoothly.

Liu Lei knew that it was not a way to go on like this, so he had to keep a cold face and call them into the car one by one in a commanding tone. But when he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, his legs and stomach were also spinning.

What do you want to say to Qingman later? Did you pretend to be deaf and dumb about what Wan Ziling said yesterday? He weighed it upside down for a long time, but in the end he still felt that it was better not to puncture this well-known window paper.

I made up my mind and took the lead to enter from the outside, not wanting to bump into Tu Bai lying on a chair in kimono as soon as I arrived at the inpatient department.

I didn't have a good rest all night, and the clothes on my body became crumpled, although his appearance was very resistant, but he could still see that he was tired and haggard.

Such a rich boy and brother actually suffered so much for an unruly boy, and he was still sick. In an instant, Liu Lei's hard heart suddenly softened a little.

"You ......" he just said a word, and Tu Bai had opened his eyes vigilantly.

"Team Liu is here? Come inside please! ”

He politely let Liu Lei and them into the ward, and he was the last one to come in and bring them to the door.

Originally, Qingman wanted to gesture to call people to get out, but when they saw that it was Liu Lei, they put down their raised hands weakly.

"Why doesn't he look good? Is it because of the pain, or is it because of the burn? Liu Lei watched Qingman turn over, put a sturdyly wrapped back to them, and couldn't help but worry about leaving the last bit of awkwardness.

"Burns are secondary, anyway, skin grafting is an option in the later stage; It's just that I don't know what caused my deafness, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to recover for a while......" Tu Bai looked a little heavy, and his voice became lower and lower as he spoke.

"So you mean: he's been like this since he came out of the fire?" Liu Lei blurted out his heart, and then felt deeply ashamed of his shameless happiness.

However, later, when he heard Tu Bai's affirmation with trepidation, he still felt that a big stone had fallen to the ground. It feels like a half-acre of crops that I was lucky enough to protect from being gnawed by a donkey, and like a daughter slave who drove away the prodigal son who coveted his daughter—at worst, there was room for maneuver.

He comforted Tu Bai indiscriminately with a few words, but what he was thinking about was how to take advantage of this time to widen the distance between them, and even to be a wicked person for this, and to cut off this evil relationship.

Probably he is not the only one who has this idea. So when he proposed to go to see You Lianlian (Divine Servant), Xiao Chen, who had never been very expressive, made an unprecedented request to stay with Qingman.