C115 Discover the secret of Xiangjiang

Fortunately Su Ye and Luo Li have already gone to sleep and we were separated by a distance, so they did not notice anything amiss.

Feeling guilty, I went back to my room and locked the door. Then I went to the bed and got a towel to help Xiangjiang wipe the blood off his hands. His sleeves had been cut into a mess with scissors just now to bind me up.

Xiangjiang was wearing a black suit, even his shirt was black. I sighed, got up and took off his jacket, and started unbuttoning his shirt again.

In the end, I still have to serve the culprit like I served my lord. I just stabbed him once, but he fainted in the end and I can't let him commit suicide. I feel that I was really too unlucky, I was clearly the one who was wronged the most.

My face was filled with grief as I ripped open Xiang Jiang's shirt. In the end, the unconscious Xiang Jiang unexpectedly let out a painful groan. I looked at his tightly knitted eyebrows. "Is it that painful?" I muttered.

I tried to pull back his shirt, but the hand that had just reached into his back shrank back in fright. I looked at my hand, which I had withdrawn, and my pupils dilated, blood, and my palm was red with blood.

I looked at the river and quickly turned his back over. I took off my shirt, and when I saw his back, the shirt fell out of my hand.

The wound on Xiang Jiang's back was large and small, and could be described as ridges and ridges. Most of them were new wounds, and it seemed that they hadn't been long since they were injured, as many wounds had yet to form into scabs.

I was stunned when I saw the wounds on his back. There was no longer any flesh on his back. He was beaten to death. Judging from the wounds, it should have been by a whip.

I looked at the shocking bloody scar. Just who had done this to him? I guessed that it was an enemy, but after thinking about it carefully, although Jiang Chen usually looked to be lacking in expression, he hadn't really offended anyone. Furthermore, the injuries on his body happened to be extremely instantaneous.

Although I was beaten up to the point where my skin and flesh were split open, they were all skin and bones, and there weren't any injuries on my body at all. Moreover, not a single wound could be found on my body, and every whip was traceable, and the wound was so deep, yet not too much blood had been shed. It could be seen that the person who was being beaten had a method to follow, and although the beating was fierce, he didn't want to die on Jiang, this is more like punishment, similar to the punishment of the ancient family laws.

My hands were shaking, I had also seen a lot of scenes. It was normal to deal with the ghosts of dead people, but I had a weakness, I was especially afraid of pain, I always felt that my pain senses were sharper than others, when I was young, I could have taken a shot at the hospital to make a ruckus.

Looking at Xiangjiang's wounds now, I felt that it must be very painful. I looked at the whip marks, and it felt as if those whips had landed on my body, and my hands were shaking.

I wanted to disinfect it, but I didn't have any painkillers, so I just dealt with the wound directly. Xiangjiang could bear it, but he didn't wake up at first, he just struggled and groaned a little, and then he just went silent, scaring me into thinking he was dead. Luckily, he was still alive after sniffing around a bit, so he must have fainted from the pain again.

I carefully applied the medicine. Due to my back being full of wounds, I wanted to bandage the wound with gauze for a long time without being able to do anything about it. After hesitating for a moment, I used gauze to wrap up his entire body, making him look like a dumpling.

Only after I was done did I realize that my forehead was covered with a layer of sweat. There were quite a few bloodstains on my clothes and hands. It was a shocking sight to behold.

I had no choice but to take the clothes that Xiangjiang had changed. I looked at them and saw that they had all been cut by me, so I couldn't even wash them anymore. I just took a bag and put it in it, throwing it away once, I decided.

After I changed my clothes and washed off the blood, I returned to Xiangjiang's side.

Xiang Jiang's face was still pale. His face was covered with sweat, most likely from the severe pain just now.

I wiped him with a towel and touched his forehead. I felt a burning sensation in my hand. His forehead was very hot, but his body was very cold. It was really a combination of ice and fire.

I remembered that teacher said that fever is the most dangerous moment. What should I do? After searching for a while, I finally found the antipyretic in the medicine box. Thank god, it hasn't expired yet.

I took a glass of water and fed it to the river, but she didn't move at all, and the medicine wouldn't go in, so I was a little confused.

The scene in the TV series floated through my mind, but it was impossible. Although I had just been kissed by him, I didn't want to do it.

I thought for a moment and crushed the pill. Then, I mixed the water and fed it little by little to Xiang Jiang. Xiang Jiang's lips were dry, probably due to thirst, but he quickly mixed it and drank it all.

After feeding him the medicine, I had to put on the new shirt. When I took it out, I casually took out a white shirt. Looking at the black shirt in the trash can, I really couldn't tell at all that there was blood on it. It was better than nothing. It was better to put it on for him.

When I lifted Xiang Jiang's arm, I discovered that there was a strange pattern slowly appearing on it. It looked like a tattoo, but based on the pattern, it seemed to look like a totem.

This pattern was just recently revealed. When I helped him bandage it just now, his arm clearly didn't have anything.

I remember reading in one of the books that there was a tattoo that only showed up when a person's body temperature rose. Could it be that this totem on Xiangjiang's back was the same thing?

The pattern spread out from the inside of Jiang's arm and covered the entire arm. It did not stop there and continued to spread all the way to his back. However, because his back was full of wounds, he could no longer clearly see the contents.

Looking at the densely packed strange patterns, I felt goosebumps all over my body. Judging from Xiangjiang's personality, it's definitely impossible for him to have drawn them himself. Moreover, the patterns and patterns on the patterns seem to be a part of my body.