Jiang Xinrui stands in Jiangcheng hospital, her eyes become firm, and it's better to choose this kind of thing, because only you know what you're for.
Just entering the hospital, a biting wind suddenly penetrated Jiang Xinrui's body. The resentment here is too heavy and the death is too thick. Normally, the hospital is a common occurrence of freshmen and death, which also checks and balances each other. However, because the children this time, the death and resentment completely quarreled with the new forces, and even completely suppressed, the people around them can't bear it at all, Those who are in poor health will only get worse and worse.
And those children are invaded by demon poison all day and cannot be antidoted. The instruments in the human world can only be suspended, and the pain is still on them.
Jiang Xinrui came to the inpatient department on the third floor, which is not only the inpatient department of the children, but also the place with the most resentment and death. In her ears are the family, the children's cries, sighs, pain... The smell of sadness surrounds the whole floor.
The demon poison on the children has been shown. The longer the time, the more powerful the demon poison will erode. There are blue and purple vertical lines on their faces, hands and bodies. Like ancient tattoos, they wrap around everyone's body and imprison the children's lives and souls.
Tears mixed with blood, the children have changed beyond recognition. The pain makes them unable to control their behavior. They can only hurt themselves to alleviate other pain
Jiang Xinrui looks at the situation in front of her. She doesn't know when her eyebrows are tightly wrinkled, and she never puts them down again. Jiang Xinrui wants to say that she doesn't care, but the visual impact she gives to her eyes deeply hits Jiang Xinrui's heart.
This heaviness makes it difficult for Jiang Xinrui to take every step. She thinks these things don't matter... It turns out that she cares about how to hide. When things are too serious, Jiang Xinrui can't hide at all.
Jiang Xinrui took out the porcelain bottle from her arms. Without hesitation, she directly lifted it out. The white powder in it was mixed in the air and inhaled by everyone. The demon poison will slow down until detoxification.
This thing doesn't need to be sent to everyone.
Jiang Xinrui looked at the small half of the bottle and kept the contents, which might be useful.
The process of demon poison detoxification is not a fast process. Jiang Xinrui doesn't intend to wait in the hospital all the time. Maybe it's also because it's depressing and uncomfortable to be in such a place.
At this time, Jiang Xinrui especially hopes that she can see Chifeng and see him. She can forget everything briefly. She is amazing at people's appearance. It seems that she can reflect the eyes full of stars. Jiang Xinrui feels heavy, but sometimes this feeling is irreplaceable. When you need it, no matter how far you go, when you turn around, He is waiting for you in that place, always in one place, looking forward to it.
When Jiang Xinrui turned and went downstairs, she suddenly stopped, and a very weak voice called her.
"I'm leaving... You saved more than 100 lives here. Are you leaving like this? Without even saying hello, no one knows what you have done, let alone what they have experienced, and who is saving them from death and less pain... "
"I really didn't expect that you are still a living Lei Feng..."