Chapter 80: Miscalculation
It was pitch black and you couldn't see anything!
After a while, Su Yong put on the veil again, "Madam, it has been as you wish, I hope Madame is also sympathetic and sympathetic, there is an injury on the lower face, and the appearance is not visible, in the future, this veil can not be easily taken off." ”
"Mr. Su, I just didn't see anything." Qiao Wan said.
"Well, Su is ugly, it's better if Madam can forget it in time."
"I mean, it's so dark that I haven't seen anything, Mr. Su, you should owe me one more time."
Su Yong spread his hands, "Then I'm sorry, this only opportunity has been used up just now." ”
"You ......" Qiao Guan was angry, I didn't let you lift it, you are too unreasonable!
Seeing that she was getting more and more emotional, Zhou Yu frowned and pinched her hand, signaling her to pay attention to proportion. And for her idea, he was deeply dismissive, even if Qiao Mian survived for some special reason, there was no reason not to recognize Qiao Guan today, besides, in addition to this trip with a personal purpose, he did not have any additional enthusiasm and concern for Qiao Guan.
"Mr. Su, is it safe for us to hide here?" Zhou Yu changed the subject.
"It's hard to say, but I guess it's better than being outside." Su Yong replied lukewarmly, took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and handed it to Zhou Yu, "Apply this medicine powder to her wound so as not to become inflamed, I'll wait at the door." With that, he pushed the door and retreated.
Zhou Yu was stunned, he seemed to be indifferent to Qiao Wan and paid attention to proportion, but secretly he cared from the bottom of his heart, and this care was frank and open, which made people have no other suspicions.
At least, Su Yong is indeed a righteous gentleman.
He said softly: "Guan'er, your back is injured, let me take a look." ”
"Huh? Ah no, no, no, I'm fine, my clothes are thick-" Qiao Wan resisted repeatedly, and tightened his collar.
Zhou Yu thought she was shy, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Can't I see it yet?" This broken skin is not a trivial matter, if it is inflamed, it will leave a scar. ”
"I don't want it," Qiao Wan still shook his head repeatedly, "There is a monster here, I don't know if it's dead or alive, what if he suddenly - then what?" ”
"Fool, Mr. Su checked just now, he is dead," Zhou Yu coaxed and deceived, "Good, the medicine will be soon-"
"My back is really fine, I actually feel more pain in my face......" she picked up his hand and pointed to her own red and swollen little face.
Zhou Yu was stunned, and finally compromised: "If you don't want to, then forget it." He patted her cheek gently, "These are not skin injuries, they are not serious." ”
He turned around and walked open, opened the door, and called Su Yong back.
Su Yong looked at Zhou Yu who opened the door suspiciously: "This is the end of the medicine?" ”
"Hmm," Zhou Yu nodded.
"So fast?" Su Yong walked in in disbelief, and did not continue to investigate whether Qiao Wan had taken the medicine, but turned around and said: "I just listened carefully, this neighborhood is extremely quiet, it seems that except for the two just now, there are no other monsters living here." ”
Zhou Yu said worriedly: "Zhou Ping, they are still in the inn, and I don't know if there are many monsters there." ”
Su Yong smiled, "Perhaps, the monsters in this city have already killed each other, and there are only these two lone seedlings left." ”
"Anyway, let's hide here for the night tonight." Zhou Yu said. With Qiao Wan by his side, he will not take risks easily.
Su Yong said "um", squatting next to the corpse of the monster and studying it carefully, this long-standing strange disease was only mentioned in the ancient books, but he didn't expect the real plague patient to be so shocking, completely inhuman. This epidemic has been gone for 2,000 years, but where did it come from?
The three of them were highly nervous all night in such a strange and frightening environment, Qiao Wan hugged Zhou Yu tightly, Su Yong also found an angle to squat and nap, and Zhou Yu never closed his eyes at all in order to stay vigilant.
In the second half of the night, a heart-piercing cold came, and Su Yong knew that his cold poison had flare up again.
He groped for the pill in his chest with trembling hands, but for some reason he couldn't find it. His teeth were shivering wildly, his hands were already on the verge of disobedience, he felt his body stiffen, he was about to go crazy, he had to find his bag, his pill before his body froze! Otherwise, the body will not be able to move for a while, and only the cold of the bone-eating file will remain.
Zhou Yu heard his heavy wheezing and trembling joints, and wondered in his heart, could it be that Su Yong had been infected with the epidemic and was sick?
"Mr. Sue?" He called vigilantly, but the only thing that responded to him was the gurgling sound of Su Yong's bones and teeth, a very strange and strange sound.
He vigilantly drew his long sword, if Su Yong was really sick, there would be no medicine for him. Then he had to deal with Su Yong before he turned into a difficult green-haired monster.
Su Yong still didn't find his bag, but he heard the sound of Zhou Yu's sword unsheathed.
His brain reacted instantly, Zhou Yu didn't know that he had cold poison, he must have thought of himself as a monster infected with the plague! He secretly said that it was not good, and he opened his mouth to try to explain, but the corners of his lips were tightly closed, and he was too stiff to open, and his throat was still desperately whining and explaining, but he looked even more like an abnormal monster......
Feeling Zhou Yu's heavy footsteps gradually approaching, his heart went from extreme fear and helplessness to relief in the end.
In this way, his ugly lonely soul may have returned to the world that belonged to him a long time ago.
At the last moment of losing his strength, he did not grope for the bag again, but tried his best to take out the handkerchief embroidered with acacia flowers in his pocket and held it tightly in his palm......
"Mr. Su? Are you alright? Zhou Yu called again, but Su Yong did not reply, he closed his eyes tightly, and waited quietly for death in the biting cold.
Zhou Yu sighed secretly, the hand holding the sword gradually gained strength, and in the flash of light, Qiao Wan rushed over, blocked Su Yong with his body, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you going to do?" ”
Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment and explained: "Mr. Su has been infected with the plague, and I must kill him." If it drags on any longer, you and I will die at his hands. ”
"If you want to kill him, please kill me first."
Zhou Yu squinted slightly, shook his head and said, "Guan'er, do you really treat him as your brother?" ”
"Even if he's not my brother, he's just because of me, he came here with us, and when he encounters these strange things, he becomes like this, how can you—how can you do it?" Qiao Wan questioned angrily.
Zhou Yu's eyes darkened, and he said in a dumb voice: "I'm sorry, but now I'm also sorry, I can't save it, I can only stop the loss." ”
Qiao Wan smiled sarcastically, "If the person who is infected with the plague now is me, will you also kill me with a sword?" ”
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