The insignificant and weak voice was dry, like the ravings in the dream of a traveler who trekked in the desert for a week, but the moment he heard this voice, it was no less than lightning in Ye Sheng's mind.
"Fangran!? Are you awake!? Can you hear my voice!?"
Huo Ran turned around, and the ink pupils were filled with surprise again. Ye Sheng leaned close to the glass wall of the biological cabin with concern, looking at the young man who was so close to him.
can breathe... .
The surroundings are obviously soaked, but they can breathe... and the eyes can also be opened...
Am I saved... .
The memory that I can recall is that in the cold sea, the big and small white shadows bit their collars and dragged themselves upstream, and the impression after that was only the swaying darkness.
But the white figure that I seem to see is crying in front of me...
Am I saved... .
Thinking stagnantly, even such unthinking questions need to be sorted out bit by bit. Fangran, who was soaked in the biological cabin, finally woke up slowly. Through the bluish liquid, he saw the wine-red long hair The beautiful figure is constantly calling his name.
"Fangran... can you hear... the voice... try to give... a response...."
Why... Sister Ye Sheng is here...
This question popped up instinctively, hearing her voice intermittently, Fangran tried to move in the blue liquid, and then Ye Sheng saw the cylindrical bio-chamber filled with repair fluid...
The young man nodded his head slightly or even hard to detect.
With a long sigh of relief, his body relaxed and his forehead couldn't help pressing against the glass wall, Ye Sheng murmured softly to himself:
"Great, you're all right..."
Then she rubbed her temples and raised her head. She continued to look at Fangran, who opened her eyes weakly, and slowed down her voice as much as possible so that he could hear clearly:
"It's okay, you're safe now, I'll help you recover from it, please wait for me quietly for a while."
Hearing her words clearly this time, he moved his lips, and a few bubbles floated in the repair fluid. Fangran felt as if his throat was blocked by some fluid, and finally he could only hum a syllable indistinctly. .
"Um... ."
Then the next second when he regained his sense of body, he felt a sharp pain of shattering from hair to skin, from bone to internal organs of his limbs and bones, attacking him!
At the moment when he wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound, he could only open his eyes slightly wide, then slowly closed them in a daze, and fell back into the darkness of consciousness again.
Before that, he was extremely worried when he heard Ye Sheng calling his name continuously...
...
...
I don't know how long it has passed, but I always feel like I have slept for a long time, and I feel a sore and astringent feeling of heaviness all over my body. When I move lightly, I feel a sharp pain of numbness and swelling, as if I have just been silenced and I have been crushed. Like waking up.
The strength was stronger before, but this time when he opened his eyes a lot more relaxed, Fangran found that he was no longer in the biological cabin filled with the bluish liquid, but lying on a hospital bed, with the tips of his hair not soaked. The feeling, the bed is very soft.
I was saved!
By her... or by everyone in the Bureau
His mind was also cleared up. Recalling the vague memories from before, Fangran could only slowly open his eyes wide and lay flat on the bed, looking at the seemingly high-end ceiling and a familiar humming sound from the bottom of the room.
I... where is this...
On that night in the Arctic ice sea, in the polar night, the summoning ritual connected him with other 'dolls', raised a huge Mobius ring that was born from his heart, and relied on the power of his own sun and moon to manipulate the Arctic Ocean. The power like the sea water and the natural disaster world proved his will to the queen.
As for what to do next, will he die or something, will there be any bad consequences,
He really didn't think about anything.
Slowly confused, blinking his eyes, lying flat on the bed, thinking about the whole experience of this "going out", feeling a little weird and absurd, and still having some lingering fears that he is not dead at this moment, and then in the next second He heard a surprised but not unexpected familiar voice beside him...
"Yo! Brother, you're awake."
Still laughing and making Fangran feel like he was gloating at others' misfortune no matter what he heard.
With a little effort, he turned his head to look at the guy beside him. It was very difficult for him to do this now, but in the end Fangran still saw the guy sitting on the chair beside his bed.
Seeing Fangran lying motionless on the bed like a salted fish spread out, Meng Lang teased and laughed:
"Why, the first thing you see when you wake up is a big beauty with red hair and long legs. Are you disappointed in the old routine of feasting your eyes on someone who fell asleep beside your bed, my sullen brother~"
Obviously, if this was replaced by Fangran's usual taunt, Fangran would fight with him, but this somehow made him want to laugh, maybe because he finally relaxed, or maybe because he hadn't seen his brother's funny face for a long time. than the face,
In short, he felt inexplicably relaxed or funny, and was suddenly amused by Meng Lang.
After staring blankly at him for a few seconds, he couldn't help but laugh.
Then he pulled his body, grinned his teeth in pain, trembled all over, and subconsciously clenched his teeth to prevent himself from shouting.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
But somehow it got a little worse...
Seeing Fangran on the bed, who was convulsing like a salted fish, with his painful wall separated, Meng Lang stared at him with a cold face and complained speechlessly.
"Brother... I know you are more excited because you haven't seen my brother for a few days, but can you stop making such a terrible sound like calling for a bed at night."
"What the hell... Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back... Then try it, brother, how sour it feels...."
A person's endurance is related to the state of mind. On the sea of ice, holding the silver broken dragon tooth, even if he smashes into the ice, he can rely on that determination to forcefully control his body to move with the shadow card.
But it's all over, he returned from his extraordinary journey to the far north, even the injuries he had treated with the bio-cabin restoration and resuscitation...
Now he is in pain and wants to scream.
"Tsk, forget it, brother, your x-ray is broken like a jigsaw puzzle, with comminuted fractures all over your body, basically all the tendons and ligaments are broken, even the ones near the toes are not spared, and you also have various concurrent internal organ compression failures. ... Congestion and pus in the body..."
Sitting on the chair beside his bed, Meng Lang was holding several x-rays, talking endlessly with amazement and admiration. Fangran, who was breaking out in cold sweat under the double blow of body and mind, had a tough-guy pout in admiration:
"Brother, you have injured yourself to the extreme without any trauma! Really amazing! Amazing!"
"If you change it to the most European of ordinary people, you can get a whole body paralyzed injury. I think you can apply for a Guinness World Record now,"
Then he gave a thumbs up and winked, showing a sassy and sunny smile:
"If it's not convenient to go to the ground, brother can help you~"
Seeing the ugly face of this unconscionable guy who made no secret of gloating, coupled with the sour feeling from all over his body from having endured beyond the limit, Fangran looked at Meng Lang under the double impact and trembled angrily, causing his body to shudder. Trembling leads to a vicious cycle of both.
If it wasn't... afraid to let go of your mouth... I couldn't help but scream... .
Thoughts that affected even his thinking and trembling came to his mind. He had no strength at all and could only watch Meng Lang shiver in front of him. Fangran gritted his teeth, and at the same time, a pain erupted in his heart that was comparable to him on the ice sea, but only in pain. The determination to cry out shouted!
How dare I kill my brother, you bastard! ! ! ! ! ! !