Is He Really The Protagonist?

Although Yang Jing does not have a spiritual pattern, she became a member of the shelter because of her outstanding medical ability.

Being able to come into contact with the world of spiritual masters, she naturally knows the course of the incident. After all, the seriousness of this incident, both the situation at the time and the subsequent impact, is enough to be written into the history of spiritual masters, but the sacrifice of the spiritual master is... Much smaller than those events of equal scale.

From the continuous research materials in the past two days, she could get a glimpse of the disaster that was prevented. She naturally had great respect for the three people lying here.

Wearing a mask, he opened the door and the snow gun left not long ago. At this time, Xiao Bosheng was holding on to the window sill and moving slowly.

The setting sun outside the window shone on him, giving him a circle of highlights.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiao Posheng turned his head.

Yang Jing quickly stepped forward and wanted to help him to the bed: "You have just woken up from a coma for two days. Your body is very weak. Don't move around. Lie down first. I will check your recovery status to make sure there is nothing wrong with you." The sequelae.”

"Um...I want to go to the toilet."

Being pulled, Xiao Bosheng was a little embarrassed, and his voice became softer after he spoke.

Yang Jing froze for a moment, but she was covered by a mask and couldn't see her expression clearly.

Without changing his expression, he changed direction and used strength to help Xiao Bosheng to the bathroom door.

After coming out, Xiao Bosheng sat on the bed obediently, leaning against the bedside. Yang Jing raised the device in her hand: a round stopwatch-like thing. Xiao Bosheng did not feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy from it.

The device emitted a green light and scanned Xiao Bosheng's body. Yang Jing looked at the various data displayed on it and nodded: "The recovery is much better than the other two. There is no hidden damage to the brain, and the spirit is My strength is calm, but my natal spiritual energy is still lacking, so just rest."

"Two people?" Xiao Bosheng didn't react to her conclusion. After all, he knew his body well. It was just another word that caught his attention: "Who is the other one? Isn't the candlelight almost recovered?"

Looking at him curiously, Yang Jing said: "There is another person codenamed Shan Ridge. He was hit by a spiritual energy toxin in the battle. The toxin has invaded his organs. Now he is using a gas scrubbing device to maintain it so that the toxin does not continue to spread." .

This kind of aura toxin is a kind of spiritual pattern talent. The poison is too deep and there is no way to solve it. The only way is to kill the poisoner, so that the toxin produced by his spiritual pattern will naturally dissipate. But before that, he couldn't use his spiritual energy anymore, and he couldn't leave the air-cleaning device.

Oh, the working principle of the gas scrubbing device is similar to that of dialysis, except that the body fluid is replaced by spiritual energy.

Candlelight has woken up, her natal spiritual energy is weak and is constantly escaping.

You are the person who proposed the theory of spiritual art "pyrotechnics", so you should understand some of its characteristics, which are the sequelae.

The natural spiritual energy of each organ of the human body is a whole. If the fireworks burn part of it, it is equivalent to opening a gap. There is no way to stop this escape until the gap is filled.

If someone hadn't injected a large amount of spiritual energy into him through some unprecedented means, he might not have been able to last so long, but there wasn't much time left, and there was no way to deal with those gaps. "

"That's it, thank you." Xiao Posheng sat a little lost.

Yang Jing nodded: "I'll help you contact other people. Because of the actions of the unknown group, many animals have awakened their spiritual patterns in the past two days. The remaining spiritual masters in Jiangcheng have been going crazy these past two days. .”

Yang Jing left, and Xiao Bosheng leaned weakly on the bedside. He didn't listen to Yang Jing's last words at all.

Snow Gun jumped onto the bed. Because Xiao Bosheng had been in a coma, she didn't dare to lie next to him, for fear that she would accidentally kick him while he was sleeping and that Xiao Bosheng would never wake up.

He stepped on the mattress under his feet to make the place where he lay flat and comfortable. Xue Qiang raised his head and saw Xiao Bosheng looking down at his hands. Tears slid down his cheeks and stained his chest with large water stains. .

"In the end, I still didn't accomplish anything."

Among the local spiritualists in Jiangcheng, currently only Yun Fangche, Yun Lan, Leng Lie and the doctor are still capable of fighting.

And the equipment that can prompt animals to awaken their spiritual patterns not only activated these pre-processed spiritual beasts in the sewers, but also affected other animals in Jiangcheng to some extent.

The four of them have been running around these days, dealing with the spiritual beasts that keep appearing in Jiangcheng. The reaction force has already returned. It is said that a large group of ancient spiritual beasts has been discovered in the north, and those people have gone to support there.

Half an hour later, Yun Fangche opened the ward door and saw Xiao Bosheng lying with his back to the door. When I walked up to him, I found that his eyes were closed and there was a note on the bedside table next to him.

‘I’ll take a rest, I’ll be fine soon, don’t worry about me. ’

Taking a breath, Yun Fangche wanted to say something, but in the end he just exhaled.

Si Miaomiao's voice came from the headset: "Area E, coordinates 0612.2257. A spiritual beast has appeared. Ayun, you are the closest."

Yun Fangche raised his hand and pressed the headset: "I understand."

Finally, after patting Xiao Bosheng on the shoulder, Yun Fangche walked out of the ward. Putting on his helmet and covering his face with a mask, Yun Fangche started his second-hand motorcycle and headed towards the coordinate point.

A little later, the remaining three people came over to take a look one after another. Xiao Bosheng had been lying on the bed with his eyes closed. The three of them sat for a while and then left because they found the spiritual beast.

Until evening, a woman in her forties opened the ward door with a cloth bag.

Seeing the figure lying on her side on the bed, the woman sighed and walked to the bed. He took out several translucent plastic boxes from the cloth bag and placed them one by one on the small table beside the bed. Finally, he took a pair of disposable chopsticks and placed them there.

"I also often wonder why Wang Jianguo, a physical education teacher, has so many things to deal with and still has to go. A few days ago, I learned that such a gentle and ordinary person at home actually did those things behind his back.

In fact, I had noticed something was wrong with him a long time ago. After all, we have been husband and wife for more than 20 years. How could it be possible if I didn't notice it at all? I have been waiting for him to confess to me, but I didn't expect that there would be another bad news coming together.

This year I have often heard Wang Jianguo talk about you, Xiao Posheng, what a good name. The person who named you must be more educated than Jianguo.

My child, you don’t have to blame yourself. I heard him say that he couldn’t even see me at that time, but you were able to force him to extend his time for a few more days, which is already a good job.

There is always a difference between some words relayed by others and what he said himself. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to say goodbye.

Eat something, you just woke up, don't be too hard on yourself, just recover. Auntie made some light ones, I don’t know if they suit your taste. "

After placing the lunch box, the woman left the ward, gently closed the door, walked to the corridor for a while, opened another door and went in.

On the hospital bed, Wang Jianguo was wrapped in bandages, with only his face exposed. A little boy was lying on the coffee table in the ward doing questions. Hearing the sound, Wang Jianguo opened his eyes, saw the person coming, and gave a weak smile.

"Jianye was very good in the afternoon. He kept reading and doing questions."

The woman took out another lunch box from the bag and put it on the coffee table. The boy raised his head. Two days later, he had learned to accept the reality. The sudden change also made him grow a lot overnight.

He took the lunch box from his mother's hand, opened it, sat on the bench next to the hospital bed, and fed his seriously ill father one bite at a time.

The woman sat on the hospital bed on the other side and looked at the weak Wang Jianguo. Although the sadness was no longer visible on her face, her red and swollen eyes could not be concealed.

"I went to see the child and he seemed to be in a bad mood and was pretending to be asleep."

Wang Jianguo swallowed a mouthful of porridge that Wang Jianye fed him: "I'm young and can't accept it for a while. Others are very busy these days. Talk to him when you have time. You are good at calming children's emotions. He is very smart and can come out of it. .”

"Yeah." The woman said nothing. She watched Wang Jianye feeding him spoonfuls of food, and her nose felt sore again.

An hour later, the woman opened the door to Xiao Bosheng's room. The bed was empty, along with the plastic lunch box on the bedside table.

"Jianguo, this kid is stronger than you think."