Chapter 372: Healing (1)
But to my surprise, when he was almost unconscious, he still hugged Ah He.
Ah He in Song Mingzhe's arms woke up slowly, and when he saw me, his eyes were full of surprise, and he took my hand and said excitedly, "Qingqing, it's great that you're okay." ”
The joy of seeing my friend again couldn't soothe my frowning brow, "What's wrong with you?" What the hell is going on? ”
Ah He realized that something was wrong, the clammy and cold liquid dripped on her body, and when she looked up the liquid, she saw Song Mingzhe's pale and bloodless face, she grabbed his collar with her fingers, and shouted in surprise, "Song Mingzhe!" Wake up! ”
I frowned, "Ah He, his life is coming to an end, and you will only make his injuries worse." ”
"What to do? So what can be done to save him? Ah He's eyes were hazy with tears, and she carefully withdrew from Song Mingzhe's arms, but Song Mingzhe hugged him too tightly, so that she had no way to completely leave his arms.
The two were only able to maintain their balance in an awkward position.
"Ah He, don't worry about it first. Tell me how his injuries were caused. I squatted down, touched Ah He's head soothingly, and said softly, "It's okay, everything will be fine." ”
"Qingqing, what should I do, I'm so scared." Ah He hugged my arm helplessly, her face buried between my arms, and her voice came muffled from her direction.
I sighed softly and patted my palm on her back, "Afraid of what?" ”
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Song Mingzhe will never wake up." Ah He's voice was crying.
"Be optimistic, things will turn around."
She raised her palm-sized little face, "Really? ”
"When did I lie to you, see that your eyes are as red as a rabbit, go and rest for a while." I broke Song Mingzhe's hand holding Ah He, so that Ah He successfully withdrew from his arms.
Song Mingzhe, who was still a little conscious, moved slightly, and his eyelashes trembled on his closed eyes, as if the emptiness in his arms was pulling a certain nerve in his body.
I looked up for help, Shen Ming was standing with a cold face, most of the time he was like this, standing at will, it was a famous painting that was extremely beautiful.
Sensing my gaze, he tilted his head slightly and looked at me condescendingly, his eyes deep and intoxicating.
I blinked and tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Is there any way to save him?" ”
Shen Ming's eyes turned, cutting off my gaze from him.
I walked around to him and pleaded, "You also saw that Song Mingzhe became like this for Ah He, so you have great mercy and say that there is any way to save him, okay?" ”
"Lonely in your heart, such a heartless person?" Shen Ming sneered at each other, his expression was cold, but his mouth was unforgiving.
I choked on his question, "I ......"
"You like to be helpful so much?" Shen Ming's eyes flickered.
"No ......" I don't know why, as long as I face Shen Ming, my IQ is almost zero, no matter what he says, whether it is reasonable or unreasonable, I can't answer.
I shrank back, I don't know when I made Shen Ming unhappy again, it was better not to provoke him with this appearance.
It wasn't until my back was leaning against the railing that I was able to stop, my palms propped back on the railing, and I don't know which bear child had put the broken glass on it, and the sharp touch stimulated my nerves.
As I was inhaling, Shen Ming moved faster, picked me up with one hand, and reflexively held me in his arms, while his back was leaning against the glass railing, I reached out to stop it, and he blocked my hand.
I looked up in his arms in amazement, and my hands were clasped together.
"Don't care too much about other men in the future." Dropping these words, he picked up my finger and carefully picked out the broken glass that had been stuck in my finger with ghostly magic.
The palm of his hand was placed on his slightly cool fingertips, and the pain was slowly subsiding, but it was replaced by a faint tingling sensation, and the feeling drilled into his heart from his fingers.
"Remember, this is the last time, and the next time you care so much about other men, the consequences will not be so simple. In your generation, there can only be one person in your eyes. Shen Ming finished speaking quickly, and for a long time after speaking, I was in a state of stunned, from my point of view, I couldn't see his expression, and the sorrow in my heart was dissolved little by little, and it was a feeling called happiness.
Shen Ming pulled me away and flashed to Song Mingzhe's side, his fair and slender fingers pulled up Song Mingzhe's wrist, the black lines on his wrist were densely wrapped around his meridians, looking shocking, and his white skin was completely covered by black lines, and he could hardly see his original appearance.
He tried to use the ghost power to input into his body, the lilac light lingering on them, and Ah He and I held our breath and watched as the black threads were slowly pulled out of the wound on his wrist like hair.
Shen Ming's expression was solemn, which showed that the whole process was not easy.
On the one hand, I was pleasantly surprised that the black line on Song Mingzhe's body could be removed, which meant that the chances of him waking up were getting bigger and bigger. But on the other hand, I was worried that Shen Ming's body would not be able to bear it. Shen Ming's character is to carry everything by himself, and he has never thought of showing his weak side to outsiders. Therefore, what kind of condition Shen Ming's body is in now, I don't have any bottom in my heart.
Song Mingzhe's eyelashes trembled, and there were faint signs of waking up.
Ah He's palm unconsciously grabbed my arm, and the sharp nails sank into my flesh, and she didn't notice it at all, her black and white eyes stared at them deadly, motionless.
A piece of pastry smashed in the direction where they were, interrupting Shen Ming abruptly. The purple barrier was broken, Shen Ming's ghost qi overflowed, and the meridians were disordered.
Song Mingzhe's palm fell, and the white skin on his wrist that he didn't agree with was entwined with black threads again, and it was fierce, even more powerful than just now
Ah He said secretly, this time, it's completely over......
Shen Ming knelt on one knee, covered his mouth with his palm, and pressed the fishy sweetness in his throat down, so that outsiders could not see anything wrong.
Ah He threw himself in the direction where Song Mingzhe was, not daring to touch any part of his body at will, and looked at me helplessly.
And I froze there, not knowing how to react.
How did things come to this?
After being stunned for about five seconds, I glared angrily at the "culprit".
It was a little boy, and Ah He had a relationship with him, that is, the child who successfully escaped from Song Mingzhe's hands.
Perhaps my gaze was too sharp, and the little boy shrank back in fear and burrowed into his mother's arms, who looked at us with a cold expression, not at all aware that there was anything wrong with her child.
I took a deep breath and tried to calm my emotions as much as possible, the process of treatment had been planned, even if I went to dig deeper, could I make Song Mingzhe wake up?
However, Ah He is not as calm as I imagined.
She strode up to the little boy with red eyes, Ah He was petite, but at this moment she looked extremely tall, which scared the little boy's face pale.
The little boy clutched the crushed cake in his hand, his lips trembled, and he did not dare to look her in the eye, but could only ask his mother beside him for help.
"I need your apology!" Ah He said to the little boy, tears welling up in his eyes.
The little boy waited for a while, but he didn't wait for Ah He to make a move on him, and he knew that she was thundering loudly and raining little, so his courage gradually grew up, and he said arrogantly, "Why should I apologize to a birdman." ”
Ah He grabbed the little boy's collar unexpectedly, and said word by word, "Apologize to him!" ”
The little boy struggled violently, turned his face up and cried, "Don't! I don't want it! ”
The little boy's sharp scream woke up the mother who was in a daze on the side, she leaned over and scooped the little boy in her arms, pushed Ah He, and said sternly, "Get out!" You're scaring my kid! ”
The little boy cried for a long time, there was not a single tear in the corner of his eyes, and when he saw his mother unconditionally defending himself, he secretly showed a sly smile at Ah He.
The little boy's mother cursed in a low voice, "Shameless thing, with monsters, I'm embarrassed to blame my child!" Sooner or later, you will be eaten by monsters! ”
I picked up Ah He, who was sitting on the ground.
Ah He glanced at me, and that look made me worry.
Without saying a word, I walked up to the woman, who had seen me kill a ghost bird with one hand before, and stammered in fear, "You, what do you want to do?" ”
"I'm going to get back what you owe me."
"What are you talking about, you mad woman! What we owe you something! When are we going to take your stuff! The woman, enraged by my calm words, held the boy tightly in her arms, and kept growling at me.
As if I hadn't heard of it, I approached them step by step and snatched the boy from her arms.
"What do you want to do?" She screamed.
I carried the boy with one hand, no matter how he writhed in his arms, he couldn't shake me for half a minute, "Since you can't manage the child well, then let me take care of it for you." "I rolled over with the little boy and stepped on the edge of the railing.
The waist-length railing seems to have become an unbridgeable gap between us.
Ah He stared at me and said worriedly, "Qingqing ......"
I gave her a reassuring look and calmly said to the woman, "See clearly, don't blink your eyes." ”
"No!" The woman pounced in the direction we were, and I deftly flashed to the side, and the woman threw herself into the air.
The little boy's face turned white with fright, and he forgot how to cry in such a frightened sense that he forgot how to cry.
"Apologize?" I whispered to him.
He nodded immediately, no longer daring to struggle casually, and pulled my sleeves tightly with both hands, "I apologize, don't let go, I apologize." ”
He said this repeatedly.
I smiled, "It's too late." ”