Fu Yuanju almost fell into her arms.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were almost torn, his hair was glued together with blood, and he had a long streak of blood on his neck.

Shen Jiu hurriedly hugged Fu Yuanju, took him into the house, and locked the door.

She carried Fu Yuanju to the bed, and her voice unconsciously trembled a little: "I'll go find a therapist." ”

She turned around and was about to go out, but Fu Yuanju pulled her sleeve.

He stood up with some difficulty, his lips pale: "Don't go." He gasped shallowly, his fingertips trembled slightly, and shook his head: "Don't look for anyone." ”

His voice was low and staccato in his voice: "I just got rid of them, and if I find a therapist, I'll be noticed." ”

Shen Jiu stood silent for a while, then turned back: "The situation in the city is so serious? ”

Fu Yuanju's ninth-level ability, it stands to reason that no one in the city can keep him, but now he is covered in bruises-

Shen Jiu squatted beside Fu Yuanju, looked down at his injuries, and lowered his voice: "They sent dozens of people to encircle and suppress you?" ”

Her voice was vaguely annoyed, Fu Yuanju leaned his head on her arm, and his voice was very soft: "Hmm." ”

His eyes were half-closed, he looked very weak, and his voice was soft: "Sister, I am in pain." ”

His eyelashes were half-drooping, twitching thinly, and his lips were pursed tightly into a thin line.

The external injuries on Fu Yuanju's body were very serious, and the flesh and blood were turned over, hideous and terrifying.

Shen Jiu just lifted half of his clothes and stopped, she wrinkled her eyebrows, and her expression turned cold: "I'll go find a therapist now." ”

She was about to stand up as she spoke, but as soon as her body moved, Fu Yuanju hugged her waist: "It's okay sister." ”

He shook his head and buried his head in her arms: "It's all trauma, don't worry." ”

His voice was low: "The ability recovers quickly, and I will be fine after a while." ”

Fu Yuanju said this, curled up again, and catted into Shen Jiu's arms: "Sister." ”

His voice was low, like a coquettish cub, and he called her over and over again, "Sister." ”

Shen Jiu hugged Fu Yuanju and gently touched his hair: "I'm here." ”

She combed Fu Yuanju's hair little by little, was quiet for a while, and suddenly said: "If you look for a therapist, you will alarm those people......" She pursed her lips: "Are they nearby?" ”

The place where they stay is not hidden, and sooner or later those people will find this temporary resting spot.

Shen Jiu lowered his eyebrows: "We can't stay here for a long time. ”

She pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "I'll wait and bring that therapist up and force him to treat you." ”

Shen Jiu raised a hand and gently pressed it against Fu Yuanju's lips: "You don't have to worry about other things, I will take care of it." ”

She let go of her hand, put Fu Yuanju on the bed, turned around and walked downstairs.

Shen Jiu leaned in front of the counter and knocked on the countertop: "There is an injured patient in room 315." She moved her wrist and pushed a fourth-level hedron over: "This is the treatment fee." ”

She took the therapist upstairs, entered the house, and locked the door.

The therapist was startled, "You're—"

Shen Jiu had already taken out the knife, she shook the knife with her fingertips, lowered her head, and said in a cold voice: "Treatment." ”

The healer was silent for a moment, and a ball of light soon lit up in his hand.

Shen Jiu turned his head to look at them for a moment, then walked to the window and looked out of the house.

If those people are really alarmed.

Shen Jiu lowered his eyebrows and thought slowly.

Then she's going to lure them away.