Since the system went offline, Xigong Yueyu has not been able to contact his vest.

He wanted to get a closer look at Aoki, but the others wouldn't let him get closer, so he could only glance at the medical machine from a distance, through the door, and listen to the sound of the medical machine. Aoki's heart was still beating, and her blood was still struggling to flow, lying on the pale hospital bed, as if he had just slept peacefully.

It seems that the body was saved by the medical technology of the organization.

Xigong Yueyu sighed with some emotion: Compared with other vests, it is already a blessing to be alive.

But is this really alive?

In the hospital, he was able to spend time alone with the doctor.

"The best estimate is to wake up after the treatment is complete." The organization has specialized in medicine for a long time, and the technology in this area is excellent, but at this time, the doctor did not dare to say big words, and could only remind euphemistically, "It cannot be ruled out that the situation of not waking up cannot be ruled out......"

There was also a situation where even a vegetative person could not do it - of course he did not dare to say.

"There is a very special factor in his body, which has been in a dormant state in the past, but now it seems that this factor is active because of serious injury and ischemia, which causes the spontaneous rejection reaction of the body's immune system, and ......" The doctor said a lot dutifully, patiently explaining to several people who have poor medical knowledge and most likely do not understand, "We are trying our best to prevent the large-scale collapse of his cells, and we are already experimenting with ways to inhibit special factors." ”

"Because blood is special, it ......"

"So only people of the same blood type can have blood transfusions, right?" Nishinomiya Yueyu took over.

He was not surprised by the result.

After he took control of most of the organization, he once consciously tried to "clean up" all the test subjects that were still alive, and stopped the rest of the experiments, and if you want to find someone who has been tested and survived, it is only him and Aoki Ling.

Strictly speaking, he is the only individual who has truly accepted the full experiment.

Ostensibly, it was precisely because he was the only one who had adapted to the drug that the organization kept him alive. Whether it was when Karasuma Renya was in control in the past, or now, he has always been the most precious guinea pig.

"If it goes well, we can develop antibodies in the shortest possible time." The doctor whispered. He was young and not extremely loyal to the organization like some people, and he couldn't bear to see younger people being treated as test subjects, "Please...... Please also cooperate. ”

"I'll cooperate."

Xigong Yueyu stretched out her arm and rolled up her clothes, revealing a thin forearm, the blood vessels were obvious, and it was an arm that looked good at piercing needles.

He's used to it.

"Well, take it slow when you draw blood." He added, "I'm going to get dizzy." ”

……

After drawing blood, I was really a little dizzy.

The doctor spoke softly, but he was ruthless. On the organization's side, Aoki Ling's survival priority is higher than that of Nishinomiya Yueyu, and he not only has to contribute the amount of blood transfusion, but also reserves 100L more for experiments.

Nishinomiya stared at the tiny pinhole in his arm, knowing that this place would surely turn dark blue tomorrow - being seen by Osamu Dazai would definitely cause a small disaster.

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

The doctor mistakenly thought that he was mocking his fate as a fish, handed over a glass of warm water from the side, and comforted him awkwardly: "You can leave later, there will be nothing for the time being." ”

"Okay."

He rested for a few minutes to make sure he wasn't going to get up and fall down, and then he went out the door.

Bourbon and Belmode seemed to have been "invited" away, replaced by Gin, leaning against white tiles, still wearing a heavy black trench coat, his gaze slanted down oppressively, his hands in his pockets, and he would have had to have a cigar in his mouth if it weren't for the hospital's inability to smoke.

The moment Nishinomiya Yueyu pushed the door, he was watched by Gin.

"Gin." He was accustomed to this kind of murderous look, and looked back head-on, "Talking while walking?" ”

Gin didn't speak.

"Listen to Bourbon, did you do something to Ling-chan?" Nishinomiya Yueyu had no choice but to say this.

So he soon received a sneer, and Gin finally gave up continuing to concave by the wall and walked over: "You are the only one who will still use this kind of title at this time." How can I tell you what's going on? Are you commanding me? ”

"No way, most people don't know Cider's true identity." Xigong Yueyu faced this long-haired cat in a bad mood with a good temper, "You can also not say it, in that case, I will assume that you are trying to rebel - in fact, there is no need for this, with your loyalty to the organization, squeak, the position of the boss must be for you." ”

He didn't seem to know that he was bouncing back and forth on the bottom line of gin, and continued to speak.

"I don't know if you're going to kill or save someone."

If the sight can kill, then Xigong Yueyu has already died more than a dozen times.

Gin's expression was more terrifying than the low dark clouds before the summer showers, as if he could split a thunderbolt at any time, killing Xigong Yueyu on the spot, and blood splattered in the hospital: "Are you questioning me?" His voice was very low and full of anger, but it really looked like lightning and thunder.

"You won't say what's going on, how dare I force you." Xigong Yueyu pressed the elevator downstairs and replied to him lightly, "In terms of current mood, I'm no better than you." ”

Thinking so, he's miserable.

It's impossible for Gin not to know that Nishinomiya Tsurukage had an accident a few days ago, and he must have known about Ryohaze, plus Aoki Ling was seriously injured, and he became a guinea pig again. If you really want to be angry, Xigong Yueyu is probably the most justified among everyone.

The elevator arrived.

In fact, it was supposed to be Gin monitoring Xigong Yueyu, but Xigong Yueyu was too active, he walked in front, as if he was carrying Gin.

The building is very high, and there is still a long way to go down.

In the closed elevator, Gin looked at the jumping numbers and finally spoke: "I didn't do anything to him." ”

"What did Bourbon see? And the wounds on Ling-chan's body? No, he did it himself. ”

Gin's face was gloomy and he didn't answer immediately.

"It won't really be ......"

"Shouldn't I ask you this question?"

"Ask me? I don't know. Xigong Yueyu was puzzled, "You should know what I've been doing lately." ”

Gin opened his lips and wanted to say something, but the elevator suddenly shook.

A tooth-aching crunch and clanging sound rang out outside the space, and within seconds, the elevator stopped.

The two were speechless, and in the middle of the sound, Xigong Yueyu stared at the number that stopped jumping, and looked at the "4th floor" above in a daze: "The elevator won't be broken, right?" ”

This was the last straw that overwhelmed people, and Gin's expression looked like he could eat an elevator raw, and he was almost on the verge of reaching for a dagger or something to pry the entire door panel open.

Xigong Yueyu grabbed him, pressed the alarm relatively calmly, and asked people to come over to repair the elevator.

"Fortunately, the elevator didn't fall straight down." "We've been lucky," he said. ”

Gin glanced at him.

Xigong Yueyu was as calm as ever, as if the elevator was stuck in the middle of the way, and this kind of unlucky thing was not worth mentioning. Gin suddenly remembered that this man had been quite unlucky, and perhaps he had long been used to this kind of thing—even if it was a bit unusual.

He was still upset.

Xigong Yueyu can always anger him in various subtle places.

He suddenly approached Xigong Yueyu, and under the height difference, the young man raised his head a little dazedly and asked, "What are you doing?" You're not going to torture me in the elevator, are you? ”

Gin paused, and his fingers tightened a little more.

"What the hell did you mess with?"