Kuai Chuan: Crazy criticized villain in my arms and arrogant

Chapter 40 The young master is a bit strange! (33)

And Jiang Siyan, who had done all this, waved his sleeves at the frozen time and space, and time flowed again, but he had no strength to control this body, so he could only return the control to the one who was forced to fall into a deep sleep Soul Fragment.

Jiang Siyan, who turned into a streamer, also returned to the small jar, continuing to nourish his soul.

Seeing this, Ling Sanjiu also hugged the small pot and continued to return to the space, but the two unconscious people on the Jinqing ground hesitated for a while and finally hid again.

And Yan Xici, who had taken over his body again, woke up slowly, looking at the rainy scenery in front of him, his expression was a little dazed, and his nerves seemed to have not understood the current situation.

The tenderness in his arms drove him to lower his eyes, Xun Fu's pale face covered with blood stains came into view, Yan Xici's face suddenly panicked, he wanted to get up and walk downstairs with Xun Fu in his arms.

But in the next second, Yan Xici knelt heavily on the ground, an inexplicable weakness surged in his body, and the scene in front of him began to blur.

He rested his forehead with one hand and shook his head, trying to keep his eyes clear.

Suddenly the mobile phone next to the person in his arms vibrated [Lean on the railing and look at Yu Shengyan]

Yan Xici fumbled to pick up the phone to answer it, and Mu Qi's nervous voice came from the other end of the phone, "Miss Xun Fu, where are you and the young master now, I haven't seen you at the school gate."

"At the gate of Class Nine, Senior Three, come quickly."

After Yan Xici finished speaking, he loosened his grip, and the phone slid down to the ground again. The scene in front of him seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog.

He hugged the nephrite in his arms a little bit, the strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, Yan Xici tried hard to wake up, but there was still a blackness in front of him.

In the hospital the next day

The faint smell of disinfectant filled the tip of his nose. On the hospital bed, the young man's brows were lightly frowned, and his forehead was sweating finely, as if he had dreamed of something very bad.

Suddenly the young man sat up abruptly, his chest heaved violently, the light reflected on the young man's body carried a slightly gloomy taste.

As if remembering something, the boy pulled out the infusion needle in his hand, got up and walked towards the door.

Just as he was about to open the door, he bumped into Mu Qi who came to bring him something.

Seeing Yan Xici woke up, Mu Qi's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Master, you are awake, why did you pull out the needle? The doctor said that you are still very weak and can't move around." To help Yan Xici back to the hospital bed.

Yan Xici dodged to the side for a while, avoiding Mu Qi's contact, supported his dizzy head, and asked coldly, "Where is Ah Fu?"

He helped the empty wooden Qi, but it wasn't too embarrassing, after all, his young master was just like that, he didn't like others to touch him, so he withdrew his hand and scratched his hair and replied:

"Miss Xun Fu is in the ward next door, and she hasn't woken up yet, the young master should have something to eat before going to see Miss Xun Fu."

Knowing where Xun Fu was talking, he didn't care what Mu Qi said, so he bypassed Mu Qi and walked towards the next ward.

But he didn't know whether the next door was on the left or the right, Yan Xici managed to find the wrong ward, looked at the old man who was looking at him, Yan Xici turned his head and closed the door without saying anything.

Mu Qi, who was following behind Yan Xici, looked at his young master's operation, and fell silent. He wanted to stop it just now, he swore, but his young master moved so fast that he didn't even have time to speak.

Yan Xici, who was holding the doorknob, turned his head to look at Mu Qi, with a faint coldness in his eyes.

Mu Qi immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva, with an awkward smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his finger to point to the other side of the ward, and said awkwardly: "Master, Miss Xun Fu is here."

Finding the direction of Muqi's finger, he walked over and opened the door. Warm light flooded the ward, the soft morning breeze blew the curtains, and dancing lights and shadows reflected on the floor.

The girl lay peacefully on the hospital bed, Yan Xici walked lightly to the side of the hospital bed, looking down at the back of the white hand with the infusion tube tied, the liquid medicine was slowly poured into Xun Fu's body along the transparent tube.

Stretching out his hand to hold Xun Fu's hand, looking at her peaceful sleeping face calmly, he said in a calm voice, "How is her situation now?"

Standing aside, Mu Qi lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "The doctor said that Miss Xun Fu only needs a short rest and will be fine. You don't need to worry about it, young master."

Hearing the words, Xici frowned slightly, as if he didn't believe the words. After all, Xun Fu's body was bloody last night, how could it be that he just lacked energy and blood, and said with suspicion in his voice:
"No trauma?"

Mu Qi shook his head and said: "Miss Xun Fu has no external injuries."

It's strange to say that when he rushed over last night, he saw the two hugging each other covered in blood. Among them, Miss Xun Fu's expression was almost as good as that of a dead person, but after the doctor's examination, it was just a loss. Qi and blood, not even a little trauma.

Hearing that his brows were tightly furrowed, and his fingertips were gently rubbing the back of Xun Fu's hand, as if he was thinking about something, he said slowly after a while:

"You could see something was wrong when you came over last night, or did your father find out what happened last night?"

Mu Qi scratched his hair in doubt, shouldn't the young master be very clear about what happened last night?
Why did you come to ask him now, but Mu Qi didn't dare to question him, so he could only honestly say:

"When I went there last night, I only saw Ms. Xun Fu in the corridor with you, and there was no one around. The surveillance Mr. last night also investigated it. It seems that the surveillance at that time period was maliciously tampered with. Can't see anything, sir is trying to fix it."

Yan Xici wasn't surprised by the falsification of the monitor, but felt it was reasonable. After all, he didn't know how he ran out of the classroom at that time, and his memory of that time was completely blank.

Thinking of Yan Xici's hand that was pressing on the quilt, he subconsciously squeezed it a little bit. Unfortunately, with this grasp, he just grabbed a section of the infusion tube.

After a while, I saw the bright red blood flowing backwards along the transparent infusion tube, but Yan Xici, who was in deep thought, didn't notice this situation, but the strength in his hands intensified.

Fortunately, Mu Qi noticed it, and quickly reminded: "Master, you seem to have pressed Miss Xun Fu's infusion tube, and the blood flowed backwards."

As soon as Yan Xici lowered his head, he saw the color of blood slowly flowing upstream, his face changed slightly, and he quickly let go of the hand holding the quilt.

Without the pressure, the red color in the infusion tube faded away in a short while.

Just because of this little accident, Yan Xici felt a little self-reproach, and reached out to hold Xun Fu's hand, but was afraid of what happened just now, and finally chose to hold Xun Fu's hand in front of him.

　Ask for collection, ask for tickets! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)