4102-Sorcerer
The ball is too cold!
Ning Shu wrapped the blanket tightly, the wound on his wrist hurt every movement, and he wrapped the bandage tremblingly with his other hand.
Alas, when I encountered this kind of thing, this body had no soul anymore, and it was completely dead.
At the time of suicide, the original owner was probably already ashamed, so the soul left the body without any nostalgia.
Moreover, there were so many incisions on the wrist, and it was unsuccessful once, and then cut continuously.
Ning Shu bared his teeth, it was really cruel to himself. Generally speaking, he didn't succeed at one time and made a few more strokes.
Ning Shu is too cold now, turning on the air conditioner to a very high temperature, and can't warm his body, and the whole person is not good.
There were some blood stains on the gauze, and the wound no longer bleeds. Ning Shu put on his clothes and pants and called the emergency call. He said that his wrist was bleeding and he was about to take a dog. He told the address and told the hospital his blood type. , Let them carry blood bags, they need blood transfusion.
Soon, the ambulance whizzed in, and Ning Shu just got up and opened the door and was panting. There was no human face on her face, like a corpse.
At first sight, the ambulance staff thought it was a corpse.
Ning Shu was tossed for a while, put an infusion bag and a blood bag on the back of his hand, and roughly checked Ning Shu's body.
It was discovered that the blood in Ning Shu's body was already lower than the normal value. According to theory, if the blood volume in the human body was as low as a value, he would fall into shock and die.
A blood loss exceeding 30% (1200-1500 ml) of the blood volume in the body at one time can be life-threatening.
She wasn't dead, and she could still call to help herself, which was a bit awkward.
Ning Shu was rushed to the hospital soon, because he received a blood transfusion, and felt that his body was not so cold anymore.
After taking a breath, he finally recovered a dog's life, otherwise he would die before he left the teacher, and he hadn't done anything yet.
Ning Shu was lying on the hospital bed, feeling very calm, quietly recovering from injuries, and waiting for anything to do until she was healthy.
However, the world is so fucking, and when Ning Shuan is healing quietly, annoying people appear.
Looking at the face full of acne in front of him, the bright sun outside made his face a little greasy, and his large pores were greasy.
Who is Ning Shu? He is accustomed to seeing beauties. At first glance at such a mediocre and a bit wretched man, he suddenly felt quite uncomfortable.
You wipe your face with a wet towel anyway, this oily face is really unappetizing, okay
And at this moment the man was looking at himself with a look that seemed affectionate.
Ning Shu felt that the veggie stuffed buns she had eaten in the morning were about to spit out.
I beg you to be an individual, don't come out to be a disgusting person if you are sick, okay, can you have a little compassion for me as a wounded person.
It is hard to imagine that this body actually loves him to death. This man says he wants to break up, and he has already found his next home, but the owner of this body is hard-hearted and wants to use death to keep him.
Ning Shu was shocked. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that the man with an ugly face, an ugly heart, and an ugly soul was not worthy of a girl's suicide for him.
Especially when he learned from the doctor that the original owner committed suicide by cutting his wrist, he was reprimanded by the doctor for committing suicide at every turn, and he didn't take his life seriously.
Although this man apologized repeatedly and said that he would be fine, nothing like this will happen in the future.
But his eyes showed an indescribable pride, which was like a medal. For him, the suicide of the original owner was his merit, which was a reward for his charm.
When he returned to the ward, Ning Shu was nibbling on an apple, which was bought by the nurse sister. When he saw him, Ning Shu couldn't vomit the apple in his throat and couldn't swallow it, not to mention disgusting.
As an outsider, Ning Shu is really why the original owner can love him and live to the death.
This feeling is very incredible.
He sat by the bed and took the apple that Ning Shu had gnawed. "How can you eat without peeling it? What if you leave me? You won't even be able to peel an apple."
Then she began to peel the apples for Ning Shu, and she looked a little gentle.
Ning Shu's eyes were sour, and he almost felt like crying, but the hairs all over his body were erected, and the whole person was not good.
It's disgusting, especially with a greasy face. This pretending to be gentle is like nuclear bomb level explosion damage.
What does it mean without you? I won’t even be able to peel an apple. Lao Tzu’s apple was washed by the nurse. If the other hand is temporarily disabled, how could I not be able to deal with an apple? It’s not a baby, a patient with cerebral palsy. .
Ning Shu watched him peeling the apple with a word, and there was a feeling of flattery in his heart. Even if he cut an apple, he was flattered. How humble is this Guliang.
"Here you are." The man handed the apple to Ning Shu. She looked at the re-contaminated apple, but she had no appetite at all.
His hand must have touched his face, that oily face, and the oil on his face must have been stained with the touch of his hand, and the apple must have been stained with the oil on his face.
Ning Shu became more nauseous as she thought about it, feeling that her stomach was surging.
"I don't have any appetite. Don't eat it. Throw it away." Ning Shu said directly. Although her physical memory made her take the apple, Ning Shu didn't want to touch it at all.
The man's expression stagnated for a moment, and his eyes were full of anger. Obviously, she didn't expect that she would be good to her. She still didn't accept it, and she was dignified.
But he seemed to think of something again, "Well, just don't want to eat, let me see your hand."
Ning Shu looked at him coldly, "What are you doing with my hands?"
"I look at your wound, but you must be in pain."
Ning Shu's expressionless face: "It's okay, I don't feel it."
The man was very excited, "They are all flesh and blood, so how can they not feel it."
Regardless of Ning Shu's wishes, he directly pulled Ning Shu's wrist to check. Ning Shu's hand hurts, and he did not dare to use force. He felt like a toad fell on the back of his instep, not to mention disgusting.
Immediately afterwards, he actually took out his phone and snapped a few shots at Ning Shu's wrist wrapped in gauze.
Ning Shu:...
What the hell does it mean to take pictures of her wounds as a souvenir
Ning Shu had a question in his mind that he would not hold himself back, and asked directly: "What are you doing in the photo?"
"I want to keep this to remind myself that this kind of thing will never happen in the future, and this kind of thing will never happen to you again, Luo Juan, I'm sorry." The man said.
Ning Shu covered her heart with her right hand, fucking, I'm going to throw up, but in the eyes of a man, this woman loves herself very much.
It's so cool to love too much!
Ning Shu felt unable to breathe, it was so weird.
(End of this chapter)