Xiang Yi gave a reply and was tottering.
Su Xiangwan quickly helped her, and Xiang Ling also supported his body on the other side.
Someone helped her to share some of the pressure, but Su Xiangwan was much more relaxed.
They stagger her into the room.
Xiang Ling seems to have been used to this kind of scene. Although his eyes are a little red, he shows a dispassionate dispassion.
She didn't ask Su Xiangwan to come up with an old cardboard box. She cut off Xiang Yi's clothes conveniently and skillfully handled the wound for him, as if she had done it thousands of times.
Su Xiangwan did not disturb and looked at the room.
The room was as dark and damp as in my memory.
The skin on the wall has fallen off a large area, and some of it has returned to moisture.
It just seems that someone came not long ago, and now the ground is full of debris and debris, and everything has been smashed.
Su Xiangwan didn't move their things casually. After looking around for a circle, Su Xiangwan quietly sat aside and asked, "how is he doing? Don't you have to go to the hospital? "
Xiang Ling did not lift his head, and said in a soft voice, "I can do some simple small operations."
Smell speech, Su nods to later also did not speak again.
Xiang Yi and Xiang Ling are actually good people. Xiang Yi is a veteran. He used to work well in the army.
Unfortunately, they didn't have a good father.
Their father was a gambler, addicted to gambling and owed a lot of money.
Xiang Yi was supposed to have a good future. Unfortunately, two years ago, the people who wanted money found the army and had a bad influence.
And he has no power and power, and he has not been able to deal with big things.
Finally, they were forced to change jobs and go home.
But even so, he could not escape the huge debt, and he often came to visit him.
Xiang Yi can fight, but can't beat four hands with two fists. Besides, she has a younger sister.
In her previous life, she paid off the gambling debts for Xiang's family and contributed money for Xiang's spiritual book.
Xiang Yi has been following her. He is not good at words, but he does his best.
Su Xiangwan drags his chin to watch the neck spirit lose consciousness. The little girl's fingers are very flexible, and the forceps needle and thread move quickly in her hand, sewing the wound.
Then he used the instrument to draw some of his own blood, and then injected it to Xiang Yi.
Everything is in order.
Su Xiangwan remembered that Xiang Ling University was a forensics student.
Must be in these noisy years, the calm out of it.
After waiting for an hour, Xiang Ling was relieved.
Then he looked up at Su Xiangwan: "are you a friend of my brother?"
Su Xiangwan hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "it's a passer-by."
This time, Xiang Ling was a little surprised. His throat was dry, but his eyes were calm: "thank you."
"Is he all right?"
"Well, it should be cultivated for a period of time
Seeing this, Su Xiangwan was relieved and didn't stay for long.
Xiang Ling sent her to the door, and Su said goodbye to her in the evening.
She wanted to leave some money for her, but she had no cash in her hand.
Wearing a mask to the nearest supermarket to buy a lot of nutrients and supplements, again back to the path, put in front of his house, gently knocked on the door, turned away.
*
on the way back, Su was silent all the time.
She was burned to death in a previous life.
Song Ziming looked at it coldly.
But in a blaze of fire, she only remembered that it was Xiang Yi who rushed to the sea of fire and tried to save her.
She didn't know what happened to the Xiang brothers and sisters after she died.
But the man who saved her unintentionally did not let her down.
Su looked into the dark sky and sighed.
It's good that everything can be done again and all the people are still there.