The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Obviously, this is no ordinary injury.

Chu Jin's pupils shrank slightly, no wonder she smelled blood as soon as she entered the room.

It has to be said that this man's willpower is really strong.

Suffering such a serious injury, she didn't say a word, and she even rescued her just now.

However, how could an ordinary person suffer such an injury?

Song Shiqin sat down on the stool, and said in a deep voice, "These wounds can't be healed by ordinary soldiers, please trouble you." The voice was the same as usual, as if the injured person wasn't him.

Chu Jin got up without asking him the cause of the injury, walked straight behind him and stood still, then opened the medicine box, put on rubber gloves, took out golden needles from his pocket, sealed the various acupuncture points on his body, and healed smoothly. blood.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it." She said softly.

"En." Song Shiqin uttered a syllable from deep in his throat.

The wound was too big, and it was useless to stop the bleeding with gold needles alone. Chu Jin took out anti-inflammatory medicine from the medicine box and sprinkled it on his wound, and then took out a needle and thread to sew the wound up.

One stitch at a time, without the slightest hesitation, not even a frown. '

The action is also extremely neat.

Song Shiqin didn't even utter a single syllable without anesthesia, nor did he use any painkillers.

This piercing pain caused layers of cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

He is a real man.

During the stitching of the wound, Chu Jin saw that the man had a black manjusawa flower tattooed on his right shoulder blade.

It seems to be blooming on the other side of hell.

Stained with the breath of death.

Mysterious but also dangerous, it seems to be able to swallow people at any time.

The familiar feeling of weirdness became even stronger. Looking at the manjushahua, Chu Jin froze even the stitches in his hands.

"Azi," Chu Jin communicated with Azi in Zilei Space with his consciousness.

"Huh?" Ah Zi recovered from the tablet, "What's wrong, Brother Jin?"

Chu Jin frowned slightly, and continued, "Check it out for me, is Song Shiqin still Song Shiqin?"

Ah Zi had question marks all over her face.

"Brother Jin, what do you mean?" Yu Luo said again, "Who else could Song Shiqin be if he wasn't Song Shiqin?"

Chu Jin frowned, hiding the emotion in his eyes, "I have a strange feeling that Song Shiqin is no longer the Song Shiqin he used to be."

Seeing her serious expression, Ah Zi threw away the melon seeds in her hand, closed her eyes, "I'll check."

"good."

At the right time, Song Shiqin frowned slightly, hissed lightly, and turned his head to look at Chu Jin, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Chu Jin came back to her senses suddenly, and found that the needle was piercing through the flesh and had not moved. She passed the needle in calmly, and said softly, "No problem, I just suddenly thought of a medicine, which is in your box. No."

Song Shiqin turned his head and said in a calm tone, "What medicine? I'll have someone bring it over."

"No need," Chu Jin continued with his movements, and said with a natural expression, "I have already found a new medicine to replace it."

Song Shiqin didn't doubt that there was him, and after saying "um", he stopped talking.

Just at the right time, Ah Zi in Zilei Space slowly opened his eyes.

Chu Jin asked while stitching, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

Ah Zi shook her head, "Brother Jin, you should be suspicious, Song Shiqin is still the same Song Shiqin from before, I didn't notice anything unusual."

"Are you sure." Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Between raising his eyebrows, he inadvertently increased the strength of his hands, causing Song Shiqin to frown slightly in pain, but he didn't say much.

"I'm sure." Ah Zi nodded solemnly, "Brother Jin, you must be suspicious. Think about it, Song Shiqin is the son of Tian Dao, and he is blessed by Tian Dao. No matter who he is, he can't fool Tian Dao's eyes."

yes.

Having said that, Chu Jin was relieved, how could she forget this matter? This Song Shiqin is the son of Tiandao, who has the courage to pretend to be the son of Tiandao?

Therefore, Song Shiqin is still Song Shiqin.

It's just that she has never known the real Song Shiqin before, maybe the current Song Shiqin is not the real Song Shiqin either.

He has been hiding himself.

Ah Zi continued, "Brother Jin, actually it would be good for you to get in touch with Song Shiqin more." Unable to find the Resurrection Grass, Ah Zi could only pin all her hopes on Song Shiqin.

I hope he can bring hope to Chu Jin.

Chu Jin naturally knew what Ah Zi meant.

However, she really couldn't make her approach someone with a certain purpose. If she could, she didn't want to get too entangled with Song Shiqin.

But luckily, good fortune tricks people.

He became his own military training instructor.

There are some things that she can't refuse, and she can't refuse.

Seeing that Chu Jin was not talking, Ah Zi also stopped talking, picked up the melon seeds and knocked them, holding the tablet computer in his hand, living a very leisurely life, he should cherish every day now.

Chu Jin was still stitching up the wound, Song Shiqin was very cooperative from the beginning to the end, and didn't move a bit.

Not long after, more than a dozen criss-crossing centipede-like scars appeared on his back. Although the blood was no longer bleeding, it was still a bit shocking to look at, and his scalp felt numb.

Chu Jin's eyebrows and eyes were as usual, and he unhurriedly pulled out the golden needle on his body, and then put the golden needle in his pocket.

Finally, he took out a bottle of red medicine from the medicine box and applied it to the sutured wounds.

He didn't know what kind of potion it was, but Song Shiqin felt that the ice on his back was cool and refreshing, and the pain all over his body faded away like a tide, as if those heart-piercing pains just now were just an illusion.

After doing this, Chu Jin took off the rubber gloves on his hand, took the shirt beside him, and put it on Song Shiqin's back.

After a while, she walked to the table, picked up a pen and a piece of paper, and while writing with lowered eyes, said slowly, "The wound has been healed. During this time, eating is prohibited from raw, cold, spicy, and other foods. The above several pairs of traditional Chinese medicines were caught, boiled on a low fire, boiled three bowls of water into one bowl of water, and drank once a day for three consecutive days."

After finishing speaking, Chu Jin handed the note in his hand to Song Shiqin.

Song Shiqin buttoned up his shirt slowly, then reached out to take the piece of paper, his eyes flashed with amazement, "Okay, thank you."

It is still the popular heroic font, the handwriting is rigid, as if it wants to penetrate the paper.

This kind of handwriting cannot be practiced without more than ten years of practice.

Familiar yet unfamiliar.

Chu Jin smiled lightly, but continued to be polite, "Remember to go to the hospital to remove the stitches in three days."

General Song Shiqin put on his coat, "Okay." His movements were very neat, as if he had never been injured.

Chu Jin looked at Song Shiqin, and said in a calm tone, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"En." Song Shiqin nodded slightly.

Chu Jin turned and left.

Seeing that the figure of the man was about to walk out of the tent, Song Shiqin said, "Wait a minute." His tone was the same as usual, and there was no change.

"Is there anything else?" Chu Jin looked back and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Song Shiqin looked down at her, his expression normal, and after a while, he slowly said, "Leave Mo Zhixuan as soon as possible, if you continue like this, it will be of no benefit to you or him, and you shouldn't be with him."

He knew he had no position to say this.

However, he had to say it.

Not for himself, but simply for her.

He just needs to watch her happy from a distance, but with Mo Zhixuan, she will only fall into boundless pain, even death.

Their love is not recognized by heaven.

Doomed not to bloom, let alone bear fruit.

Song Shiqin looked serious.

Chu Jin smiled lightly, and said with a clear voice, "Then Instructor Song thinks... who should I be with?" She slowly raised her delicate chin, her eyes were radiant, but there was an inexplicable chill , It's shocking.

Song Shiqin looked as usual, and said in a calm tone, "As long as it's not Mo Zhixuan." In fact, his heart was already in chaos.

What should I tell her.

Mo Zhixuan is not her beloved.

She is not Mo Zhixuan's lover either.

No matter who it is, no one can escape the sanction of heaven.

Chu Jin looked at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and he said without a word, "But I... only want Mo Zhixuan." No one is Mo Zhixuan.

Song Shiqin also laughed, and continued, "Do you love him?"

"Love," Chu Jin looked at his red lips and said softly, "And, I love him so much, I will never change until death."

Every word and sentence, resoundingly.

At this moment, Song Shiqin felt as if the wound on his back had been torn open again, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Although it was the expected answer, even though he had seen countless scenes of their intimacy, he still couldn't accept it.

Even though his heart was in extreme pain, Song Shiqin still had a calm look on his face, but the eyes in his eyes were a bit deep.

Some pains only need to be tasted once, but he has tasted the same pain countless times.

In this life, no matter what choice she makes.

Up to Huangquan.

down to hell.

He will be with her.

Even if it is-

Ashes to ashes.

No *back.

Some things, just miss it once.

After Chu Jin finished speaking, she turned around and left. If she looked back, she would definitely find that this seven-foot man who had never groaned softly after going through his skin and needles pierced his bones, but at this moment, his eyes were red.

Sad, beyond words.

All he can do is protect——

Fall into the abyss hell with her.

After Chu Jin left, Song Shiqin also turned around and returned to the tent.

At this moment, a shapeless black shadow appeared in the air, "You knew to remind her not to be with Mo Zhixuan, why didn't you know to remind yourself not to approach her anymore!"

The voice is extremely hoarse, but it also implies roughness, which is very weird.

This black shadow was exactly the one that attacked Chu Jin just now, it was floating in the air like a wisp of black smoke.

Song Shiqin had a sullen expression on his face, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the black shadow directly, and said with bloodthirsty eyes, "Didn't I tell you! Don't hurt her!" Song Shiqin held the black shadow tightly.

My whole body was trembling.

The whole person has reached a state of rage.

The black shadow kept struggling in Song Shiqin's hands, with a very painful expression on his face, "Let me go, let me go, I'm doing this for your own good, if this continues, you will be sucked away by her all the luck , when the time comes, you will all die! You clearly know the result, so why go against the sky?"

Song Shiqin had a cold face, and gradually increased the strength in his hands, full of hostility, as if he had transformed into a different person.

The black shadow said in horror, "Are you crazy! Let go of me quickly, if this continues, I will really be wiped out! Let go quickly, at worst I will not interfere in your affairs in the future!"

Only then did Song Shiqin slowly put away the strength in his hand, picked up the black shadow, and warned word by word, "If there is another time, I will definitely wipe you out!"

The black shadow drooped its head and said with a horrified expression, "Okay, I see..." The feeling of death is terrifying.

"Get out!" Song Shiqin waved it aside.

After getting freedom, the black shadow floated into the air, and said hoarsely, "I think you are really crazy. It's not enough to be crazy for so many years. You have to continue to be crazy. You can do anything to my old partner."

Song Shiqin didn't speak, leaned over and sat on the chair next to him, picked up the porcelain white cup, and took a sip of the tea. Although the tea was already cold, it was still so sweet when it fell into his mouth.

Song Shiqin held the cup and rubbed it carefully along the handle, as if what he was holding was a rare treasure.

On the cup, there seemed to be her remaining warmth.

"I think you are really terminally ill!" Heiying continued, "Listen to my advice, don't continue to make mistakes like this. If you continue like this, you will not have good results. Even if you are the son of heaven, you can't stand such a situation." Toss, you two don't owe each other now, why are you so persistent?"

"I don't need you to comment on my affairs." Song Shiqin's expression was very cold.

Hei Ying said helplessly, "I am concerned about you."

Song Shiqin ignored it and continued drinking tea.

"Do you know that the purple qi in your body has been exhausted, if you continue like this, you will end up like her?" Heiying said earnestly, "She is a person who defies the world, and you are the son of heaven. You two are not from the same world, why can't you see the reality clearly?"

Not only is she a person against the world, she will also automatically absorb the purple energy on his body.

But this person, like a fool, sent Ziqi to her side.

Purple Qi represents fate.

"For her, I'm happy with it." Song Shiqin said slowly, with a very calm expression on his face, "Okay, you don't need to say any more, I've made up my mind."

She is the meaning of his life.

Without her, there would be no him in this world.

"Do you think I want to say more?" Hei Ying was speechless, "If it wasn't for years of love, do you think I would care about you?"

Song Shiqin was still drinking tea.

Heiying continued, "You have done so much for her, does she know? Has she ever been grateful? In the end, you still made wedding dresses for others! I'll ask you, seeing her with Mo Zhixuan , does your heart ache?"

This sentence is more embarrassing.

The most painful thing in this world is to see the person you love deeply, flirting with others.

Moreover, it was caused by oneself.

Hei Ying had never seen such a stupid person as Song Shiqin. He would sacrifice his life for her, but in the end, he didn't even get a word of thanks.

People still treat him as a stranger.

What is he trying to figure out?

This is called love.

A person's love?

unblessed love.

"Enough!" Song Shiqin slammed the water glass on the table, "If you're talking nonsense, believe it or not, I'll make you never speak!"

The black shadow trembled in fright.

It seemed that he still wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut, not daring to say a word.

There was silence in the air.

The clean army green shirt on Song Shiqin's body was instantly stained red with blood, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

Sombra sighed.

Song Shiqin is really crazy, for her, he can make himself like this! How is this different from self-harm? You can do anything to yourself! It's so ruthless!

It's too worthless!

Doesn't it hurt?

The heartache alone is already unbearable, and now I have to bear the physical pain.

The disease is terminally ill, and there is no cure except her.

Chu Jin walked back slowly, Qiao Muyan hurried up to meet her, and said nervously, "Chu Jin, why have you been away for so long?"

"Don't worry," Chu Jin curled his lips helplessly, "No one will snatch your Instructor Song."

"Then what are you all doing inside?" Qiao Muyan continued to ask.

Considering Song Shiqin's identity, Chu Jin concealed the fact that he was injured, but said, "We just discussed about the military training."

"Are you serious?" Qiao Muyan continued to ask.

"Really." Chu Jin nodded slightly.

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