Chapter 675: Fake Death

Although it was only a subtle reaction, Shen Ru felt it clearly!

"Aren't you dead?" Shen Ru then remembered that he was afraid that he was in a hurry, just now he looked at the pool of blood, and saw the person lying on the bed, and naturally thought that he was afraid that he was more than lucky, but he even forgot the basic confirmation.

Shen Ru reached out and touched the other party's breathing, and leaned over to listen to the other party's heartbeat, although it was a little weak, it was as quiet as usual, and there was not a trace of withering.

With a long sigh, it looks like it's fate!

Shen Ru held Fang Jun's hand and slapped the other party in the face a few times, "Are you dead or asleep, if you don't die, squeak quickly, you're going to scare me to death, wake up!"

The eyebrows moved slightly, the closed eyes also turned around, and the closed mouth opened slightly, as if to say something, as if breathing.

"You're scared to death," Shen Ru watched Fang Jun move a little, and his hanging heart was half relaxed, after all, this person has hope of being saved if he is alive, but he is afraid that he is a step late, and if he dies, it will really be over.

The line of sight gradually became clearer, Fang Jun opened his eyes, and actually sat up slowly from the bed, rubbing his temples, the headache was still remnant, and he recognized the face at a glance at Shen Ru, "I...... It's Xiao Ru...... What's wrong with me......"

"Hey, you're going to die, you've got a wound on your back!"

"Injury?" Fang Jun was stunned, "I don't have any injuries on my body......"

When he said this, Shen Ru was stunned, and quickly reached out to wipe Fang Jun's abdomen, and when he raised his hand again, his hands were already bright red, "I think you're stupid, you don't even know the pain, isn't it all blood!"

As soon as he woke up from his stupor, his brain had not yet turned around, Fang Jun was even more confused by Shen Ru, closed his eyes, let his body gradually regain consciousness, and when he opened it, he was much more awake, looking at the blood on Shen Ru's hand, "Where did this blood come from?"

Shen Ru couldn't cry or laugh, "Of course it's you!"

"On me?"

Fang Jun wiped his abdomen with his hand, and it was really cold, and when he raised his hand again, the palm of his hand, which was originally clean, had already been dyed red, and it exuded a burst of fishy smell, "Why is there so much blood ......on my body?"

"You ......" Fang Jun's every sentence made Shen Ru not know how to take it well.

This guy can't be stupid.

"What's wrong with me," Fang Jun turned around and stood up, showing Shen Ru the appearance of his abdomen, "You still don't believe it, then you can take care of it yourself, I don't have a single wound on my stomach, how can it be my blood!"

Amazing!

Shen Ru stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, in addition to the cold blood, Fang Jun's stomach did not have the slightest wound, Shen Ru's eyes fell on the bed where Fang Jun got up, reached out and grabbed it, picked up a transparent plastic film, looked at it intently, and blurted out unconsciously, "This is ...... Artificial blood?!"

Shen Ru didn't wait for Fang Jun to speak, threw down the plastic film in his hand, raised his hand and smelled the blood in his hand, and suddenly realized, "It's really my fault, when I came here just now, I saw you lying alone in a pool of blood, I thought something happened to you, but I was out of proportion, I couldn't even smell this artificial blood, no wonder I felt that it smelled a little strange when I came in." ”

"What the hell is going on here," Fang Jun looked at the mess in the room, at a loss, suddenly remembered something, and grabbed Shen Ru's hand, "Have you seen Alain?!"