Chapter 1941: Not who else I am?

The captain's gaze couldn't help but fall on the boy's hand. The long, jade-like hand clenched into a fist, and the blood dripped from the fingertips and slowly gathered on the ground into a pool of blood.
But the boy did not know anything, as if the person who bleed was not him at all.
The captain of the guard swallowed his throat, but his fear in his heart was even worse. He had experienced life and death and believed in his instincts. At this time, I was more convinced, so I did not hesitate to call the city guard to leave, as I have not received any reports.
Xiao Yan of the Chen Family Medical Center saw the City Guard leaving, opened his mouth and tried to scream, but when he saw the red-haired boy standing like a stone statue, the fearful doubles trembled and stood still.
Thinking of another horror that was cut into pieces, he eventually fled back to the hospital.
Slowly, the people on this street disappeared.
Anyone who sees an unknown person will have a feeling of horror that is upright and hurried away.
The boy in red, his body is thin, his face is cold, and a pair of peach eyes seem to condense into a bottomless long-term cold pool, so he quietly looks at the medical hall, the direction in which the figure disappears.
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The injuries of Jin Zeyu and others seem very scary, but in fact they are all skin injuries.
There is pure wood power in the body, just carefully combing it, and soon they will heal almost.
Fang Yuan and Zhang Wei, who were more seriously injured, suffered from convulsions and shocks, but also because of excessive blood loss.
奚玥 Let them take the blood Dan, and soon a few people's face restored ruddy, breathing has become smooth.
Only the visceral damage of the big money is serious.
He took out the silver needle and used his spiritual power to treat his injured internal organs. After an hour, he was sure to save the life of Qian Da Zhuang, and his body would not leave any sequelae.
I took back the silver needle and sat down on my chair, panting slightly.
Continuous treatment of so many people, no matter the loss of the mind or spiritual power is huge, and when the founder is Jin Zeyu and others, her heart is hanging, fearful, at this time finally Can breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hey...hey...hey!" Jin Zeyu, who was in a coma, suddenly frowned and gave a painful nightmare. "Is it because I am not strong enough... I clearly believe that you are the master, but nothing can be done for you... ...oh!"
"Jin Zeyu, wake up!" The spiritual power of Qi entered the person in Jin Zeyu.
Jin Zeyu’s closed eyes moved and slowly opened his eyes.
When the face of the cockroach came into view, the man who had always been steady and self-sufficient was red-eyed, his voice was hoarse and subtle. "Is I dreaming? Hey... Are you coming back? Or am I in a dream?"

Hey, he couldn’t smile. He reached out and tapped it on his head. By the way, he got a little ice power and made his thoughts clear. "Don’t talk nonsense, do you still think it is a dream?"
Jin Zeyu blinked and slammed up from the bed, staring at the people in front of him.
Obviously, the young man is dressed up, and the face is not as good as before, but the familiar eyebrows, the deep expression in memory.
It’s not wrong, it’s awkward, it’s really awkward!
"奚玥!!" Jin Zeyu screamed, and the voice became hoarse and shattered because of excitement. "Hey, is it really you?"
Hook your lips, "Is there anyone else?"