The captain of the guard couldn't help but look at the young man's hand. The slender jade hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and the blood dripped from between the fingers, slowly pooling into a pool of blood on the ground.
But the boy didn't notice it, as if the person bleeding was not him at all.
The captain of the guard swallowed, but the horror in his heart was even worse. He had experienced life and death, and he believed in his intuition very much. At this time, he was even more convinced, so he called the city guard to leave without hesitation, as if he hadn't received any report.
Seeing the city guard leaving, the servant of the Chen Family Medical Center opened his mouth to shout, but seeing the back of the boy in red standing like a stone statue, his legs trembled in fear, and he couldn't even stand upright.
Thinking of the horror of another boy being cut into pieces, he finally fled back to the hospital with a pale face.
Slowly, all the people on this street disappeared.
Everyone who saw Xi Weiwei would feel a sense of panic and hurried away.
The young man in red, with a thin body and a cold expression, his peach blossom eyes seemed to have condensed into a bottomless ten thousand year cold pool, just quietly looking at the direction in which the figure disappeared in the medical hall.
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The injuries of Jin Zeyu and others looked terrible, but in fact they were all skin traumas.
Xi Yue had pure wood spirit power on her body, but after combing them carefully, they were almost healed soon.
Fang Yuan and Zhang Yi, who were seriously injured, went into convulsions and shock, also due to excessive blood loss.
Xi Yue asked them to take the blood-enriching pill, and soon their faces became rosy and their breathing became stable.
Only Qian Dazhuang's internal organs were slightly damaged.
Xi Yue took out the silver needles and used his spiritual power to heal his injured internal organs little by little. After an hour, he was sure that Qian Dazhuang's life was saved and his body would not have any sequelae.
Taking back the silver needle, Xi Yue sat down on the chair, panting slightly.
Treating so many people in a row will consume a lot of energy and mental power. Moreover, when she found out that Jin Zeyu and others were injured, her heart was hanging in fear. I can breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hmm... Xi Yue... Xi Yue!" The comatose Jin Zeyu suddenly frowned and babbled in pain, "Is it because I'm not strong enough... I clearly recognize you as the master, but I can't do anything for you... Xi Yue! "
"Jin Zeyu, wake up!" Xi Yue's spiritual power entered Jin Zeyu's Renzhong acupoint.
Jin Zeyu moved his closed eyes, and slowly opened them.
When Xi Yue's face came into view, this man who has always been steady and self-sufficient suddenly had red eyes, and his voice was hoarse and soft, "Am I dreaming? Xi Yue... Are you back? Or am I in a dream again?"
Xi Yue was a little dumbfounded, reached out and tapped on his forehead lightly, injected a bit of ice spiritual power, and woke him up, "Stop talking nonsense, do you still think it's a dream?"
Jin Zeyu blinked, sat up suddenly from the bed, and stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.
Obviously he was dressed as a teenager, and his appearance was not as beautiful as before, but the familiar eyebrows and the expression deeply in the memory.
You can't be wrong, it's Xi Yue, it's really Xi Yue!
"Xi Yue!!" Jin Zeyu yelled in a low voice, his voice became hoarse and broken due to excitement, "Xi Yue, is it really you?"
Xi Yue pursed her lips, "Who else is it if it's not me?"