Chapter 32: His Retention
A faint whisper of gentleness overflowed from the boy's mouth, and he shuddered and came to his senses under the cold night wind.
"Kid!! Jin'er!! How do you ......?"
All of Dr. Hua's doubts came to an abrupt end.
He saw Ye Yanxun walking to his bed with Xuan Jiu in his arms, walking easily and naturally, and then bending down to put the person on his bed.
The bed was instantly infected with blood, and the fabric on Xuanjiu's wound could no longer stop the blood gushing out.
"He's got a little bit of a wound, but if you don't treat him anymore, maybe he'll die in the next second."
With her current ability, she couldn't heal the wound, at most it would allow him to heal faster.
Not paying attention to Ye Yanxun's tone, Dr. Hua immediately regained his mind from the shock and went to his cabinet to take out the medicine box.
Dr. Hua carefully uncovered the cloth that bound his arms, and the bloody side made him forget to question where the soft fabric came from, and his voice trembled and was a little hoarse.
"Boy Jiu, didn't you really enter that Qianzhong Ridge!"
He guessed this when he saw the two together.
One of the two people present stood with his arms crossed, silent, and the other had already closed his eyes, and the unusual look in his eyes was also silent.
Dr. Hua already had the answer in his heart, so he stopped asking questions and set his mind to treat Xuanjiu's wounds.
On that thin arm, there was a hideous and terrifying crack that was about half an arm's length, and the skin and flesh rolled in the crack, and Sensen's thin white bones were clearly visible, and the scarlet blood was gurgling out, and the scarlet sweetness of blood suddenly came to his face.
Dr. Hua shook his arm, did not dare to relax, and immediately sprinkled a bottle of hemostatic powder on the wound.
He carefully treated the pus on the wound, and his movements were very gentle, for fear of hurting the wound, and strings of sweat appeared on his head, and his nerves were tense.
During the whole process, Xuan Jiu didn't say a word, and Ye Yanxun didn't make any sound
Time seemed to have passed very long, and after Xuan Jiu's wound was about to be healed, Ye Yanxun planned to leave.
She slowly took a step back, her eyes away from the fragile boy, the corners of her mouth still shining with a shallow smile, but in the depths of her eyes was a cold indifference.
It's time for her to leave!
She was about to disappear silently, but the boy with his eyes closed seemed to notice her movements, and his eyes, which were as beautiful as the starry sky in the night, suddenly opened!
It seemed that something flashed in his eyes, and the dark eyes were deep, and the undercurrents were churning.
He endured vertigo and struggled to move his body despite Dr. Hua's stopping.
"You, don't ...... Don't leave! ”
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of begging, and even he didn't know why he wanted to stop her, didn't he say before, if she was okay, he would leave with her.
Dr. Hua didn't dare to stop him, for fear that Xuan Jiu's actions would be bigger, and his treatment would be burned and his wound would burst again.
Ye Yanxun stood still, and Xuan Jiu came to her with his injured body, reaching out to grab her, as crazy as a drowning person trying to grasp a life-saving straw.
Her steps moved strangely to the side, and Xuan Jiu not only didn't catch it, but she stumbled and was about to fall.
Dr. Hua, who had been staring at the side, hurriedly went to help.
The tentacles were a piece of cold skin, and there was a fierce tremor of forbearance.
Ye Yanxun looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, looking straight into his eyes, as if he wanted to find something in it.