Chapter 9

A man's height is at least one meter eight. Even if he is thin, he has to weigh more than a hundred pounds.

What's more, comatose people can't borrow strength. Let alone girls, even a strong man, it's difficult to carry a comatose man who is more than one meter eight.

But Ruan Qi was like Popeye who ate spinach, and she raised the man with a sound of "Hey".

In the frightened eyes all the way, Ruan Qi carried the man home in one tone.

A man's coma was not caused by drowning.

From the time he fell into the water to being rescued, he choked at most in such a short time. He couldn't have been unconscious for such a long time.

Ruan Qi took out a sheet and spread it on the living room floor, then threw the man up and held his pulse.

"Ah... Stomach attack, pain dizzy."

"It doesn't seem to be suicide."

"But such a big man doesn't go to the hospital after suffering for so long. It's no different from suicide."

Ruan Qi tooted his mouth, got up and went into the house to take out the small pink medicine box.

She drew out silver needles, sterilized them, and plunged them into the man's body one by one.

"The clothes are so wet. What if I catch a cold? I won't cure it in vain?"

Ruan Qi stared at the man like a great enemy, constantly tangled between 'helping him change his clothes' and' just hang him like this'.

Finally, she sighed and held out her hand slowly.

Originally empty palm, suddenly a cloud of misty white light.

White light is not conspicuous. If you don't look carefully, it's difficult to find it.

Ruan Qi put his palm down and fell on the man's clothes.

Where white light passes, wet clothes dry at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the man's clothes were completely dry, Ruan Qi withdrew his hand and wrinkled his small nose depressed.

"If I waste so much energy, I must pay more medical fees tomorrow."

After a few minutes, she pulled out the silver needle from the man and looked at his face again.

Much better than before.

Ruan Qi nodded happily. Suddenly, a golden light came out of the man's head.

The golden light is very light and mixed with some gray colors.

“！”

Ruan Qi looked at the scene in shock, and his peach eyes widened.

She was about to take a closer look, but she found that the light was gone again.

Ruan Qi rubbed his eyes and looked at the man from head to foot.

What about light?

Why is it missing?

Was she dazzled just now?

Ruan Qi was a little suspicious of life. She knocked her head blankly. "It seems that my brain was badly hit by the night pot. I have hallucinations."

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Late at night.

On the big bed, the little man curled up into a ball, and his exquisite little face was buried in the quilt.

The white and tender face was covered with sweat.

"Don't... don't... don't come here..."

The girl's choking nonsense echoed in the quiet room.

"Ah?" a voice that ordinary people couldn't hear sounded in Ruan Qi's mind.

"The girl's memory is blocked?"

"There are many stories at a young age."

"Old man, shall I help her open her memory?"

"HMM... I'd better not. This memory is clearly what she wants to forget. Don't mind your own business, old man."

"But having nightmares every day is not the way. Hey! Little girl, do you hear me? Wake up!"

Ruan Qi, who fell into a nightmare, opened his eyes blankly.

The sight is not a dark bedroom, but a white world.

where's this?

"Hi, little girl!"

Ruan Qi looked around, vaguely feeling that the voice was a little familiar.

"I'm here!"

A body slowly condensed out of the vast expanse of white.

Gradually, the body shape became clearer and clearer, and the facial features also took shape.

With snow-white hair, a blue robe and a face of Hefa Tongyan, it looks only in its forties. The most attractive is the pair of bright eyes, smiling and kind.

Old urchin.

This is Ruan Qi's first impression of him.