Chapter 2221: Medical shock the world (6)

Chuzhen pressed the person back again, her eyes were cold: "Will you die?"
This good guy card looks like a weak chicken.
With so many Warcrafts, he used to estimate that his bones were gone in minutes.
"Wait here."
Chuzhen took a deep breath and surrounded the coffin with a silver thread. At the bottom of her heart, she calculated how fast she would use it before she could return to her physical exhaustion.
The teenager still wanted to talk, but Chuzheng had already rushed out.
Leaving the effective range of the coffin, the strength in the body cannot be used, and Chuzheng can only open the way by the silver wire.
The box that the boy said was still lying on the place where the coffin fell, and Chuzhen grasped the box and ran back.
The boy lay on the edge and looked intently.
The roaring Warcraft scrambled towards the girl, wondering if it was his illusion. Her speed did not seem to be as fast as before.
Seeing Warcraft was about to catch up with her, the teenager couldn't help clasping some pale lips.
呲 啦
嘭
Warcraft struck a variety of harsh sounds, one of which suddenly jumped up and slammed into the petite figure in front of it with the attitude of Mount Taishan.
Huh!
At first Chu Zheng cursed, the silver thread flung out, rolled up the leg of the Warcraft, and fell down fiercely.
Chuzhen feels very depressed.
Can't you stop chasing me? !!
Do I want to smell more?
There are so many survivors next to you, can you not touch the rain and dew all?
Chuzhen put down a few Warcrafts, and finally returned to the coffin. She threw the box inside and ran away.
The chase behind the Warcraft.
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When Haoyue was empty, the tree shadow was whirling, and the insects played a symphony in the night.
On the rugged path, the figure slenderly dragged the coffin slowly forward.
The back side is quiet and there is no more movement.
Chuzhen stopped and turned to look behind him.
She is now going up the mountain and can see the direction of the rising sun.
There was a blaze of fire over there, faintly seeing the rising Warcraft, huge black shadow, gliding past Haoyue.
Chuzhen held out the coffin and exhaled a spit.
Yu Guang swept into the coffin, and the boy lay inside with his eyes closed.
Hatsune: "..."
I'm exhausted, and you've slept!
Even if you are a card, it's too much!
Chuzhen went around the boy's head, reached out to get him up, and bent down to see the blood flowing across the boy's forehead.
Hatsune: "..."
Which dog thing attacked him halfway?
Chuzheng felt her chin for a moment and thought it was not right.
Someone really attacked him, and he couldn't possibly have known it.
Did you hit it yourself?
The coffin is so flat, how can such a wound come out ...
Chu Zheng Yu Guang swept to the box next to the boy, and there was blood on the tip of the box.
Okay, the weapon was found.
Chuzhen remembered that he threw the box into the coffin.
Well, the killer was also found.
Chuzhen clasped his boy's neck with his hands and killed him first.
It was smashing her legs and smashing her head again. Unless this card is a fool, how could she forgive her?
[Miss, calm down, even if you kill the good guy card, it will still be like this! !! 】
The King could not help but growl.
Can't her sister be a good person? !!
Chuzhen unfortunately retracted her hand and pulled the coffin to the side. Then she jumped inside and helped the boy.
The blood on his forehead was still flowing, and Chuzheng looked for something to stop the bleeding and bandage him.
[Hidden Mission: Please get a Shocked Goodman Card to prevent it from being blackened. 】
Hatsune: "..."
Before Chuzhen had time to express her opinion, the teenager she was supporting suddenly became awkward.
He still closed his eyes, but looked very distressed.
In the moonlight, Chuzhen saw strange lines on the skin of the teenager.
The lines invaded the teenager's intact skin little by little, exuding strange black gas.
Chuzhen was at a loss.
what's going on?
What should I do now?
"Box ... box." The boy said hardly.
box?
Chuzheng dragged the box over, but the box had no opening at all and could not be opened.
The teenager began to moan in pain, and his body curled up into a ball.
"How do I open it?"
The teenager grabbed Chuzheng's clothes, her head rested in her arms, and the sweat gradually soaked her jacket.
"Blood ... my blood."
Chu Zheng took the boy's hand, cut it without hesitation, and pressed it on the box.
The box was stained with juvenile blood, a slight turning of the machine, and a gap appeared.
Chu Zheng opens the box, and there are many bottles in it.
Chuzhen carried the boy and asked him, "Which one?"
The teenager had more pain, and the black lines had completely covered his bare skin.
"Gold ... Gold."
Golden?
Chuzhen did not see a golden bottle. Chuzhen found that there was a layer below, and found a golden bottle at the bottom.
Chuzhen opens the bottle stopper, which contains liquid ...
"How much do you drink?"
The teenager had no strength to return to her.
Chuzheng couldn't control that much. She squeezed the young man's chin and directly filled most of the bottles.
As soon as the liquid went away, the increasing black lines spread and stopped.
Then it began to fade and restore normal skin tone.
Because of the pain, the young man was in the shape of a baby, curled up in Chuzhen's arms.
Chuzhen threw the bottle back into the box, leaned against the wall of the coffin, and looked up at Haoyue above his head.
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The dark coffin was casually placed beside the bushes, and the lush trees next to it just blocked some harsh eyes.
The boy in the coffin slowly woke up, his eyes clear, his eyes blank.
He covered his head and sat up beside him.
This is where?
My head hurts ...
The smashing action did not dare to be too big. When it touched his head, he twitched.
After sitting up, he felt the coffin wall in shock and remembered the coffin.
He looked at his legs, bandaged, and fastened them with wooden boards.
"Wake up ... what about your hair?"
Chuzhen suddenly burst into a head, scaring the teenager to lean back.
It may be related to the injury, the teenager's face was pale, but he didn't make any sound, like a frightened fawn, watching the person who suddenly appeared with wet eyes.
Chuzhen reached out and provoked a strand of his hair, with silver hair in the palm of his hand, mottled and falling in the sun.
"Why is your hair white?"
It was obviously black before.
The teenager pulled his hair back.
Not only does the color of a teenager's hair change, it also grows a lot.
It used to be on the chest, but now it's under the waist ... even longer.
A pair of silver hair spread out, making the young man's face and small face more beautiful, like the elf living in the forest on TV.
The boy hugged his knees and hugged, staring at her with wet eyes, without speaking.
Chuzhen asked many times, but he didn't answer anything.
Chu Zheng supported the edge of the coffin: "Okay, don't worry about it. Eat something, don't starve to death. I smashed your leg, and I will take care of you during this time."