Chapter 908:

I warned: "One word, I will tell you." "Who is injured?"
Garin blinked unconsciously, punching half-dazzled. Regis' forehead was cut and blood dripped, and Jabbar's thigh was sliced. My 119 showed his knuckles and his hands became numb. Not long ago, someone noticed that Keira squatted silently due to pain. When we met her, she stood up and turned fatally white. We stretched her out, then took off her shirt, Kendricks squeezed beside us to check the wound.
"Clean and neat," he said, but I didn't hear it. There was an earth-shaking change in my heart, like a hand stirring my brain, and then...
Jay Allison looked around suddenly dizzy. He was not in Foss' office, but standing near the edge of the cliff. He closed his eyes briefly, wondering if he was experiencing one of his worst nightmares, and then opened a familiar face.
Buck Kendricks was bone-white, and he said hoarsely: "Open your mouth! Doctor Alison-for the sake of God-"
The doctor's training produces an almost reflex reaction; Jay Allison has regained a certain degree of sanity because he realized that someone was sticking out in front of him, fucking, and bleeding too much. He motioned for the crowded stranger to leave, and said in his bad guy Dakovan: "It's my job to leave her alone." He didn't have enough words to curse them, so he turned and talked with:
"Buck, take these people away and give the patient some air. Where is my surgical box?" He bent over and explored briefly, until he realized that the injured person was a young woman.
The wound is just a superficial laceration. No matter what sharp instruments caused it, the ribs were opened without penetrating the lung tissue. It could have been stitched, but Kendricks only gave him a poorly packed first aid kit. Therefore, Dr. Alison tightly covered it with a plastic clip cover, which can be sealed to prevent further bleeding, not to mention. When he finished eating, the strange girl was already excited. She paused and said, "Jason-?"
"Dr. Alison," he corrected succinctly, surprised in a secondary way-the main surprise was less ambiguous-she knew his name. Kendricks quickly spoke to the girl in a Dagowan language that Jay didn't understand, and then pulled Jay aside to avoid earplugs. He said in a shaking voice, "Jay, I don't know-I won't believe it-you are Dr. Alison? Good lord-Jason!"
Then he moved quickly. "What's the matter? Oh, hell, Jay, don't faint me!"
Jay realized that he hadn't come out too bravely, but he thought with resentment that anyone who blamed him should try it on for the size. Plan to sleep in a comfortable, enclosed office and wake up on the ubiquitous cliff outside. His hand hurt 120; he saw that the wound was bleeding, and experimented with bending, trying to determine that no tendon was injured. He said: "How did this happen?"
"Sir, please keep your voice down, or Dakovan!"
Jay Chou blinked again. Kendricks is still the only familiar thing in a strange pixel universe. The Space Force guy said hoarsely. "Before heaven, Jay Chou, I know nothing, and how long have I known you? Eight or nine years?"
Jay said, "That idiot!" and swears, the colorless blasphemy of an indoor man.
Someone yelled, "Jason!" Kendricks tremblingly said in an imperative voice: "Jay, if they see you, you are actually not the same person!"
"Obviously not." Jay Chou looked at the tent, and a pole hadn't loosened yet. "Is anyone here?"
"Not yet." Kendricks almost pushed him inside. "I told them-I told them something." He let out a brilliance from his pocket, put it down, and stared at Alison under the flickering light, saying something profanity. "You- will you be okay?"
Jay nodded. This is all he can do. He grabbed his nerves. If he succeeds, he will start to revel like a madman. After a while, a strange noise came from outside, then a polite cough, and a person walked into the tent.
He was obviously a Dagowan nobleman and looked ambiguous, even though Jay had not consciously seen him before. He is tall and slender, with the perfect and exquisite masculine beauty sometimes seen in mortals in Davao. He is familiar with Jay Chou, but his politeness is surprising:
"I have told them that your hands are worse than we thought. The surgeon's hands are fragile, Dr. Alison, I hope your hands are not severely injured. Can you show me?"
Jay Allison automatically stretched his hand back, and then realized the bending of the gesture, asking the stranger to hold it in his hand and look at the fingers. The man said: "It doesn't seem to be serious. I'm sure it doesn't stop there." He raised his serious eyes. "You don't even remember my name, do you, Dr. Alison?"
"Do you know who I am?"
"The doctor didn't tell me. But we were a little telepathic,-forgive me-doctor. I knew from the beginning that you were owned by a or a daemon."
"Superstitious rubbish," Jay exclaimed. "Typical Dagowan!"
The young Hastur said,
This is a very convenient way of speaking,
she downplayed. "If I think it's worth it, I think I can learn your terminology. I have received training, and I can tell that half of 121 people’s soul disperses the other half. Maybe I can make you regain yourself-"
"If you think I will have some freaks to interfere with my mind," started enthusiastically, then stopped. Under Regis's solemn gaze, he felt a strange humility. This group of people needs their leader, obviously he Jay Allison is not the leader they need. He covered his eyes with one hand.
Regis bent down sympathetically and put a hand on his shoulder, but Jay twitched, and when he found it, his voice was bitter, defensive, and indifferent.
"Okay. This is the job. I can't do it, Jason can. You are a supernatural person. If you can turn me off, go ahead!"
I stared at Regis, one hand over my forehead. "What happened?" I demanded, fearing even faster, "Where is Kyla? She is injured-"
Regis said: "Kayla is okay." But I quickly got up to make sure. Kayla was outside, lying comfortably on the blanket. She was supported by her elbows, drinking something hot, and there was a rush of heat in the air. I stared at Regis and asked, "I'm not in a daze, am I?" I looked at my hand carelessly.
"Wait-" Regis made me back down. "Not out yet. Do you remember what happened, Dr. Alison?"
The fear that I fear the most confirms my growing fear. Regis whispered, "You-changed. It may be because of the shock of seeing -" He stopped in the sentence, and I said, "The last thing I remember was seeing Kayla when we took off our clothes. Bleeding. My goodness, a little blood won’t scare me, and Jay Allison is a surgeon. Would this make him growl so much?"
"I can't say." Regis seemed to know more than he said. "I don't believe that Dr. Allison-he is not like you-cares about Kayla very much. Does he?"
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