When Song Xuanhe woke up again, he was already lying in the ward.
Before he had time to look at the slightly crude ward, he saw Xiao Yuanmu who was sleeping beside him, his long eyelashes covered the somewhat black lower eyelids, and occasionally trembled slightly with breathing, It seemed that he had not slept peacefully, but it was a little softer than the sharpness when he opened his eyes.
The voice of the system sounded: [Now your physical data is not optimistic, you were shot in the abdomen and thigh, because the bullet did not stay in the body, the operation was successful, and of course the most important thing is the doctor brought by Xiao Yuanmu Medical skills are ranked within one percent of the world, so it is possible to help you operate in such a simple situation without causing any complications.]
There were bursts of pain in the abdomen and thighs, and Song Xuanhe asked: [When did Xiao Yuanmu come?]
[Fifteen hours ago. ] The system said: [But as far as I know, his plane should have encountered many obstacles when he wanted to fly directly from the country of America, so Xiao Yuanmu's plane actually landed at the border of country Y and then came here by car, Including the time he was preparing to come and the entire journey, he should have not rested for more than thirty-two hours.]
[and also.]The system said: [You do not have complications now, but the medical conditions here are very unsuitable for your wound to heal. If you stay here for a long time, there is a 96.67% chance that you will get wound infection Inflammation, and if the wound becomes infected, your situation is very dangerous.]
[How dangerous?]Song Xuanhe slightly tilted his head, looked down at Xiao Yuanmu's sleeping face, and spoke casually, as if he didn't care about his physical condition at all.
[Very dangerous!]The system said: [Let me remind you again, whether you choose to stay or return to your own world, you only have this body. The world, too, is left with disabilities.]
[Is Muhammad okay?]Song Xuanhe was silent for a few seconds, and asked: [There are still those people who have been protecting me.]
The system didn't want to answer, but couldn't help answering Song Xuanhe's question: [They are all fine.]
He was just not reconciled after finishing speaking, and added a sentence: [Your situation is the most serious.]
[do not worry.]Song Xuan said softly: [It doesn't hurt much.]
[Who is worried about your pain? !]The system said loudly: [... I remember that you seemed to be very afraid of pain before.]
Song Xuanhe stared at Xiao Yuanmu, and responded somewhat perfunctorily: [Yes.]
[Now the effect of the anesthetic has passed, don't you feel pain?]
I don't know what came to mind, Song Xuanhe's eyes darkened for a moment, and after a few seconds, he curled his lips and said: [You are a system, so I don't know, in fact, small wounds are often more painful than large wounds.]
[I am a system, so I can monitor your pain nerves, and I have comprehensive data. ] Systemically said: [There is no scientific research that shows that small wounds are more painful than large wounds. In fact, the larger the wound, the deeper the wound, the pain you feel...]
[That is different from person to person.]Seeing Xiao Yuanmu's slightly trembling long eyelashes, Song Xuanhe hissed softly: [Xiao Yuanmu woke up.]
Sure enough, Xiao Yuanmu opened his eyes in the next second.
[Xiao Yuanmu couldn't hear us again.]The system finished complaining about the last sentence, and then duplicity stopped talking.
Song Xuanhe bent his eyes and asked, "Are you awake?"
Xiao Yuanmu sat up, but in an instant, the daze that had just woken up from his eyes disappeared, the light in his eyes was clear, but there was a bitter chill in his dark eyes: "Does your wound hurt?"
"No..." Song Xuanhe frowned, his face turned pale, but he still smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt too much."
Xiao Yuanmu got up quickly, said in a low voice not to move, then turned around and walked out quickly.
Soon the doctor followed Xiao Yuanmu into the ward. He lifted the quilt to check the wound on Song Xuanhe's body, and said solemnly: "Mr. Song's wound shows signs of inflammation and ulceration. If possible, I suggest seeing him immediately. He was transferred to other cities for treatment."
Xiao Yuanmu's already dark eyes became darker, but the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated. He whispered a few words to the doctor, and the doctor turned around and left. Within half a minute, Louis followed in.
"Hi!" Louis greeted Song Xuanhe with a smile: "Meet you again."
Song Xuanhe nodded: "Louis."
"The government of country X still doesn't allow us to fly the plane here." Louis pulled up a chair and sat down, and said, "You know, the situation here, in Chinese, is like nothing but soldiers, even if it's a private plane, they can't allow it Landing, I think the possibility of successful negotiations is extremely slim, maybe it would be better for us to drive to the airport on the border of Country Y as we did when we came here."
"No." Xiao Yuanmu vetoed lightly, "His body does not allow trekking on the road, and the risk on the road is even greater."
"But you should know that although Muhammad is trying his best to help us, he doesn't have much power to speak. Your identity allows you to enter and leave here safely, but it doesn't mean they will let you do things that may threaten their balance. You should be aware of the situation."
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes thoughtfully.
Louis looked at Song Xuanhe, and jokingly said, "Big designer, you really came here to find dyes. Are you all so crazy about art?"
Song Xuanhe's forehead twitched, and sure enough, Xiao Yuanmu's relaxed expression instantly sank. He glanced at Song Xuanhe lightly, and said to Louis, "You go out first, and I'll have a few words with him."
Louis didn't think too much, and smiled and waved at Song Xuanhe, saying, "I'll see you later."
Song Xuanhe also stretched out his hand and clenched his fist against Louis's back.
"Louis asked the right question just now." Xiao Yuanmu went to the bed and sat down, lowered his eyes and stared closely at Song Xuanhe, who was pale, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Dye." Song Xuanhe's expression was innocent and pale: "I have checked the information for a long time before, and I have always been very interested in the dye here. It happened that I met a businessman from Country X in Country R a while ago and got news from Mr. Hashemi. , so come and have a look."
Xiao Yuanmu's voice was low, suppressing a sharp hoarseness: "Do you know where this is?"
"I didn't expect it to be so serious before." Speaking of this, Song Xuanhe did feel a bit of guilt and regret in his heart, "Muhammad is injured, is he okay?"
"No one is more seriously injured than you." Xiao Yuanmu's voice was condensed, and his worry was suppressed under his cold expression: "Aren't you going to ask about your own situation?"
"Didn't the doctor just say that?" Song Xuanhe said: "The wound may be inflamed, but it doesn't mean that it will definitely be inflamed. In fact, you don't have to worry so much. I know my own body very well, and you should know that I am afraid of pain. , if it is really hard, I will not be as calm as I am now."
"I doubt if you are really afraid of pain." Xiao Yuanmu said: "Even sometimes I can't tell whether you care more about others or yourself, or you don't care about anything."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Yuanmu stood up and said calmly: "I'm going to discuss the route with Louis, you should rest for a while."
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips slightly, Xiao Yuanmu turned and left without looking back.
[Xiao Yuanmu is right. ] The system said: [You are showing that you don’t even care about your own life. After you wake up, you don’t care about your own body at all. My data tells me that your body data is gradually declining, your immunity is weakening, and your body is getting worse at this time. The environment makes your wound inflamed and infected. The probability of infection is almost over 99%. Also, your body temperature is rising. I suggest you ask Xiao Yuanmu to take you out of here as soon as possible.]
[I didn't expect him to come.]
After finishing speaking, Song Xuanhe fell silent. Did he really never think that Xiao Yuanmu might rush over if something happened to him
[My data tells me you are lying.]The system said: [I don't know what you are thinking, your human mind is really very complicated, and the complexity of your thinking is higher than most people's. I can't analyze what you do like this with data analysis alone. Reason, even I have started to confuse, do you want to stay or leave.]
[Didn't you choose to stay in this world to do missions in the first place for a healthy body? Now that you have it, you only need to wait another two months to return to your own world, but your current risk-taking behavior is contrary to your original intention. This violation is definitely not without reason. Through various analysis, I can only understand that these actions of yours are actually to stay in this world.]
Song Xuanhe remained silent, and the system continued: [But if you want to stay, your current behavior is still unexplainable, so I can't understand your behavior at all.]
"Many human behaviors have no reason." Song Xuanhe's voice was low and soft: "Because many times, human beings themselves don't know what they want."
System: [Then do you know what you want?]
Song Xuanhe closed his eyes, his pale face was as silent as the snow-white wall.
[In general, if you want to get an answer, you can ask questions in reverse.]The system said: [Do you know what you don't want? Or what are you afraid of?]
Song Xuanhe's eyelashes trembled, and just as he was about to speak, the sound of approaching footsteps outside the door sounded, he opened his eyes,
Xiao Yuanmu appeared by the door, he silently stared at Song Xuan and his almost transparent white face, the two looked at each other, neither of them spoke.
A few seconds later, Xiao Yuanmu stepped closer, leaned over and kissed Song Xuanhe lightly and briefly on his lips: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Song Xuanhe blinked, the astringency from the tip of his nose burst into his eye sockets in an instant, and the condensed sourness formed into tears, which burst out of his eyes in an instant.
He knew what he didn't want, and he also knew what he was afraid of. He didn't want to go back to the world alone, and he was afraid that Xiao Yuanmu would no longer exist every day in the future.
However, he couldn't break through the shackles in his heart, and could only release the guilt in his heart in a way that was almost destroyed.