"What do you mean?" Jiang Qiao retreated again and again, and she instinctively sniffed out the dangerous smell of Jiang Li's body.

"Hehehe, you're so cute." Jiang Li ripped off the belt that Jiang Qiao bandaged for him, his hand danced in the fog, and the blood beads turned into arcs and disappeared into the fog, strange to say, those fogs seemed to be afraid of Jiang Li's blood, and they all avoided it as if they were alive, and made a way.

"Let's go!" This Jiang Li smiled and led Jiang Qiao to walk out.

"Wait, I... I can't leave Daxin behind. Jiang Qiao turned around to help Mao Daxin, who was already unconscious on the ground, but with her ability, how could she carry a strong guy who was 1.8 meters long, after trying several times, Jiang Qiao couldn't stand up. She gritted her teeth and looked at the fog outside, this Mengzhai was too strange, she went out at this time, she didn't know if she could get in, and she couldn't leave him alone.

"Uh~"

Jiang Qiao exerted his strength to feed, and suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulder, and almost fell over, and when he raised his eyes, it turned out to be Jiang Li, and he gently lifted it with his uninjured hand, Mao Daxin was like a light puppet, and he was carried out effortlessly.

Jiang Qiao hurriedly followed.

When Mao Daxin woke up, he was already in the hospital bed, Jiang Qiao leaned sleepily on the chair next to the bed, and the tears on his face had not yet dried.

Hearing the movement on the hospital bed, Jiang Qiao reflexively opened his eyes, hurriedly checked the drip on the hospital bed, and was relieved to see that there was still more than half a bottle of medicine, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that Mao Daxin had woken up, screaming and jumping happily.

"You're finally awake, don't move, it's scared me to death, the doctor said that the ribs almost got into the organs, and if that was the case, it wouldn't be saved. Meng Luan is dead, if you have three long and two short, I won't be alive in this life. Jiang Qiao saw that Mao Daxin finally woke up, and with a crying voice, he burst into tears aggrievedly.

How did Mao Daxin, who was in a coma, know that when Jiang Qiao took him to the hospital with great difficulty, he was already out of breath, and finally rescued him from the hands of death, and the doctor directly issued a critical illness notice from the operating room, and the operation was done immediately, and he could not delay for a moment.

Jiang Qiao had no choice but to pretend to be Mao Daxin's wife and sign the notice, as soon as he learned that Mao Daxin was safe, Jiang Qiao collapsed on the bench outside the operating room, crying loudly, causing the doctors to be embarrassed.

This is the first time that Jiang Qiao is so close to death, a person who was alive one moment will die in front of her the next moment, making her really feel the horror of death. She suddenly understood why Meng Kite was so afraid of death, even relying on the flesh and blood of her loved ones to live.

What if it's yourself?

The powder that Meng Kite turned into drifted into Jiang Qiao's mouth slightly, and when he tasted a bitter taste, a thought suddenly popped out of his mind.

Knowing that his life is short, if he trades other people's lives for his own, are you willing?

It's just a thought, Jiang Qiao already has a chill down his spine, and he is terrified. If you are greedy together, I am afraid that you will not be able to suppress it from now on, and you can only conform to your own desires and fall into the abyss from which you will never recover.

"Luan Luan... Luan Luan... When Mao Daxin heard Meng Luan's name, he instantly lost his mind and muttered Meng Luan's name.

"Daxin, don't be sad first, I haven't informed your family yet, you can call them. I'll go out and get you some water. Jiang Qiao held back his sadness and comforted Mao Daxin, but when he turned around and left the ward, he couldn't help but sit on the bench outside the ward and secretly wipe his tears.

"Thank you for taking care of me."

When Jiang Qiao returned to the ward again, his face had already changed to a smiling expression, but when he heard Mao Daxin thank him so sincerely, the emotions that he had finally hidden broke down again, wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and sobbed: "Thank me for what, I'm really useless, you are all so badly injured, I can't do anything like a fool, if not... ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Qiao stopped, and Mao Daxin said strangely: "What else?" Oh, by the way, Jiang Li, Jiang Li is fine. ”

"Jiang Li... Jiang Qiao recalled Jiang Li at that time.

No... It wasn't Jiang Li, it was another soul hidden in Jiang Li's body. Although he didn't admit it, Jiang Qiao just knew that it wasn't Jiang Li.

"It was Jiang Li who found his way out, and then I was able to call the ambulance and save you." Jiang Qiao decided not to tell Mao Daxin about his doubts for the time being.

Although Jiang Li was strange that day, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, he really just took her and Mao Daxin out of the fog, and quietly tried to trace when Jiang Qiao called.

"Jiang Li? Jiang Li is nothing abnormal, right? Mao Daxin asked cautiously. Seeing Jiang Qiao agreeing with a smile, he relieved himself, on the other side of Jiang Li, he didn't know how to explain to Jiang Qiao.

For a moment, the two were relatively speechless, and there was silence in the ward.

Jiang Qiao stood downstairs at Jiang Li's house, looked up at the familiar glass window, hesitated, or turned around and walked in the direction of home.

The sun was dazzling, and she didn't notice that in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a familiar figure was also looking back at her.

"Where did you go last night?" As soon as Jiang Qiao entered the door, he saw Jiang's mother sitting on the sofa with a blue face, "A girl's house doesn't go home at night, and the phone can't get through, do you know how anxious I am, you... What if you have any three long and two short ... I... Mother Jiang choked up and couldn't speak.

"Mom, my friend... I'm sick, I spent the night with him in the hospital last night, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm a little tired, I'll go back to my room and lie down for a while. Jiang Qiao hugged Jiang's mother and went back to the room to lie down tiredly.

But in just one day, too many things happened, Jiang Qiao bitterly recalled all the things of yesterday, and fell asleep after a while.

The vacuum of sleep seemed to last only for a moment, and the noisy human voices and dazzling light pulled Jiang Qiao's consciousness back into her mind, and she opened her eyes in a daze, and the illusory outline imprinted into her eyes, from blurry to clear.

Is this a city?

It's chaos!

Just like watching a costume movie, the men and women in ancient costumes, like a swarm of headless flies, ran around in panic, and the crowd made Jiang Qiao have no time to dodge, and the illusory figure passed through Jiang Qiao's body at will, making her suddenly realize that she was dreaming again.

"The Qing Dynasty is dead~ The Qing Dynasty is dead~" The people on the street rushed to tell each other, people were like goats being chased by fierce beasts on the grassland, and their docile eyebrows and eyes were full of unknowns and hesitations about the future.

Jiang Qiao can understand that the centuries-old Qing Dynasty seems to have collapsed overnight, which is a major event for the people at the bottom. In the midst of the chaos, Jiang Qiao saw a familiar figure, and she actually saw Meng Kite.

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