Chapter 1215: When will he wake up?

Nan Yan looked up at Li Bushang who was in front of him. He was about to say something, but he heard Li Bushang turning his face and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, there are some people in there, something is wrong!"
what?
Nan Yan frowned and looked at the crowd subconsciously.
There are too many people here. Probably the entire academy’s students squeezed into this open space, with crowds in front of them. Nan Yan frowned and carefully identified it for a while, and indeed found something different.
Most of the students are very young, and their expressions are impulsive and childish.
However, some people are different.
Even though they were wearing the same gray and white gown with a square scarf on their heads, the elegant dress made them seem very out of place.
To be precise, their bodies and eyes exuded the kind of evil spirit that students would not have.
Even if the students are angry and conflict with others, they are full of vigor, but they are completely different from these people.
She wanted to identify them carefully, but there were too many people around, and as soon as they approached, the students were worried that Zhu Chengxuan would run, they all squeezed to this side desperately, crowded, Nan Yan only barely identified those people, and the crowd As soon as it moved, everything was messed up again.
No matter what, now, get rid of the immediate matter first!
So, she stretched out her hand and gently pushed away Li Bushang, Li Bushang frowned, looked back at her, just about to say something, Nan Yan gently shook his head at him, signaled him not to speak, and then took a step forward. , Said to the students: "Don't worry. If they really killed someone, you can send it to the government for processing. But now, should we clarify things first?"
Several students in the crowd immediately said loudly, "What else should I figure out?"
"Yes, the corpse is here!"
"He killed someone!"
"Murder pays for life!"
Zhu Chengxuan heard their yelling and tried to speak several times, but the voice was suppressed. Jian Ruocheng frowned and said solemnly: "It's all quiet!"
Suddenly, everyone fell silent.
Nan Yan gave Jian Ruocheng a grateful look, and then turned to Zhu Chengxuan, "Wei Xuan'er, what is going on?"
Zhu Chengxuan also looked at her gratefully, and then took advantage of this brief period of silence, hurriedly said: "I didn't kill him, I was saving him!"
"what?!"
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment and looked at the man on the ground.
Blood shed all over the place.
He said he was saving him?
Not only was Nan Yan surprised, everyone around him sneered and said, "Save? Did you save it like this?"
"The corpses are here!"
Zhu Chengxuan was sweating profusely and said hurriedly: "Now he is not dead, he is not a corpse! But if you delay, he loses too much blood, he will really become a corpse!"
what! ?
Nan Yan was stunned again. She and Jian Ruocheng looked at each other and hurried forward. Jian Ruocheng took the uninjured hand, and Nan Yan reached out and pressed the person's veins.
Upon closer inspection, he found that he still had a very weak pulse.
It's really not dead!
Seeing the surprised expression on Nan Yan's face, Zhu Chengxuan knew that he was still alive, so he hurriedly said: "Hurry up and bandage him to stop the bleeding!"
He struggled to move, but the students around immediately grabbed him: "Can't let him pass!"
"He wants to kill someone!"
These students refused to let them go, but the Qian Xiuwen in front of him couldn't wait any longer. Nan Yan hurriedly lifted the skirt and tore off a corner of his clothes, picked up the man's wrist, and forced him to wrap it around. .
The blood immediately stained the cloth strips.
Zhu Chengxuan said: "Not enough, we need to bandage some more."
Jian Ruocheng also tore off a corner of her clothes and handed it to Nan Yan. Nan Yan hurriedly wrapped another layer on the man's wrist. This time, he barely stopped the blood.
A lot of blood was also stained on her body and face.
The surrounding students leaned forward cautiously, reached out and explored, and found that Qian Xiuwen still had a weak sniff.
"Is he really alive?"
"This--"
Just when everyone hesitated, several people said: "Who knows what he thinks?"
"Just now when we came over, we clearly saw him cutting the money and Xiuwen."
"I think it is clear that we came in time, and he didn't have time to kill people!"
"Yes, now that people can't die, just tell us this kind of lies!"
Zhu Chengxuan became anxious, his face flushed, and said, "I, I didn't. He is really sick, really! He was getting sick when we came over. I, I cut off his wrist to save him. "
"Ha, I also heard for the first time that cutting a person's wrist and bleeding are saving people."
"If you want to say that, I will give you a try?"
Nan Yan frowned and said, "Xuan'er, you have to make things clear, otherwise others won't believe you."
"I--"
Zhu Chengxuan was probably too nervous. At this moment, he was a little speechless. He looked at Nan Yan and saw the encouraging look in her eyes. He took a deep breath before finally saying, "This Xiongtai is sick. This kind of disease usually doesn’t show up. It’s just that he is easily nervous and agitated. However, once he develops the disease, his blood will erupt all over his body. If he is not bleeding at this time, he will die."
"..."
"When we saw him, he had just become ill."
Someone next to him is asking: "Is that the case?"
"I don't know, I haven't heard much."
"There is still this disease, why haven't we heard of it?"
Zhu Chengxuan said hurriedly: "This kind of disease is very rare, most of it occurs in the elderly. Very few young people get the disease. I have only seen it in the book. Today is the first time I have seen someone get the disease. But at that time , He is really dangerous, and in order to save people, I have to take the risk."
"There is still such a disease?"
Nan Yan was also a little surprised, she turned her head and glanced at Jian Ruocheng.
Jian Ruocheng is obviously not good at this kind of thing, only frowning at them.
Zhu Chengxuan said again: "You all must believe me, I am really saving people, not killing him."
When the surrounding students heard what he said, their eyes widened in surprise.
Indeed, no one has heard of this disease, nor has he heard of this treatment.
Everyone looked at Jian Ruocheng: "Master, we--"
Just as Jian Ruocheng was about to speak, suddenly another voice came from outside the crowd, saying, "Since this is the case, it is also easy to handle."
Everyone hurriedly raised their heads.
Nan Yan also looked up, and saw the crowd spread out on both sides. A middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with a thin stature and two beards at the corners of his mouth, walked over.
He was wearing the same blue cloth gown as Jian Ruocheng, and he was obviously from the Academy.
The students around hurriedly saluted him: "Xia Fuxiu."
minor?
Is this person a minor in Takema Academy?
Nan Yan watched him approach, and subconsciously glanced at Jian Ruocheng, only to see a haze flashing in his eyes, but his expression remained unchanged.
The Xia Fuxiu came over and said coldly to Zhu Chengxuan: "You said you are saving him, then good, we can ask him when he wakes up."
"..."
"When will he wake up?"
"This--"
Zhu Chengxuan hesitated and said softly, "I, I don't know."