library clerk

Chapter 971 Xiaotian is seriously injured
At the moment, what Song Jiang can be sure of is that the thing below should be a living creature, and it is not small in size. It is estimated to be at least five meters long. Fortunately, the thing is sleeping now, otherwise Song Jiang may not be safe even if he hides in the small space above.

In order not to alarm the thing below, Song Jiang tried to move as lightly as possible and slowly climbed through the gap. On the other hand, Zhou Ritian, who was walking in front, also took much lighter steps than before. After finally climbing a certain distance, Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he kept thinking about where that thing came from.
Unfortunately, the light below was too late, and Song Jiang could only barely see the general outline. It was difficult to tell what kind of beast it was. However, judging from the size of the creature, I'm afraid that the unfortunate Wu Minghui must have had his head bitten off by it and died.

On Sunday, the little thing saw that Song Jiang had crawled through the gap safely, so it turned around and continued to move forward. This time, its speed was obviously much faster than before. After leading Song Jiang around in circles, it finally crawled out of this narrow passage and got out of another filing cabinet... Although the space outside the filing cabinet was not much different from before, some strange things began to appear on the ground, such as a chair, a wastebasket, and even a large copier. All these things were lying scattered on the ground.

After walking through the area scattered with debris, the dog Sunday suddenly sped up and rushed forward like an arrow, barking softly. At the same time, a girl covered in blood appeared in front of him. Song Jiang guessed that the girl should be Sunday's owner Sun Yuelin, so he quickly ran up and asked, "Are you Sun Yuelin?"

When the other party saw that Song Jiang could call out his name, he immediately said happily, "Are you Mr. Yang? Brother Xiao said that his boss will definitely come to rescue us!"

"I'm not Yang Jian... I'm his friend Song Jiang." Seeing that the other person was covered in blood, Song Jiang couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Are you... injured?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Yuelin quickly explained, "No, no... this is Brother Xiao's blood."

Song Jiang's heart sank when he heard this, and he quickly asked, "Where is Brother Xiao?"

"Come with me... They were all hiding in the back. I came out only after I heard Sunday's voice." Sun Yuelin said.

So Song Jiang followed Sun Yuelin through a wooden door and came to an even more messy room, which was filled with large and small express wooden boxes. After hearing the door open, three men and one woman came out from behind several large wooden boxes. They all looked at Song Jiang with vigilance, but when they saw that it was Sun Yuelin who brought it back, they all breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

Song Jiang walked around the wooden box and finally saw Xiaotian leaning against the wall. His condition was very bad. His light-colored shirt was soaked with blood. Although the wound had been simply bandaged, the blood still seeped through the clothes. He slowly opened his eyes after hearing the voice and was somewhat surprised to find that the person coming was Song Jiang. "Why is it you?"

Song Jiang smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, why is it me...I still have to ask, isn't your good boss? He didn't dare to come in, and had to drag me along."

"Please speak nicely... I'm injured in my body, not in my brain." Xiaotian said weakly.

Song Jiang then went forward to check Xiaotian's wound. A little girl beside him stopped him and said, "Hey, you'd better not touch his wound. We bandaged it with great difficulty..." Song Jiang looked at her sideways and said, "The bleeding has not stopped. There is no point in bandaging it..."

The little girl looked a little embarrassed after being confronted, but when she was about to say something, she was grabbed by a young man wearing glasses and shook his head at her. At this time, they had already become frightened birds, and it was not easy for someone to appear who might save them, so naturally they didn't want to say too much and offend him.

Xiaotian was seriously injured. His left shoulder was bitten through, and the bloody holes on it were shocking. But this was not the most frightening thing. There was a large gash of more than ten centimeters under his right ribs. If it weren't for Xiaotian, this man would have died long ago.

After checking the wound, Song Jiang quickly injected a trace of spiritual power into Xiaotian's body, which could temporarily protect his heart meridian so that he would not die before seeing Yang Jian. As for how to help Xiaotian prolong his life afterwards... that was Yang Jian's own business.

When Xiaotian felt the spiritual power being injected into his body, he felt somewhat strange in his heart, but he was so badly injured at the time. If there had not been ordinary people present, he would have turned back to his original form long ago. So his head was always groggy and he had no ability to think about more things. Otherwise, he might turn back into a big white dog at any time and place if he was not careful.

After Song Jiang treated Xiaotian's injuries, he turned to look at Sun Yuelin and the others and said, "Tell me, what happened to you guys? How did you end up in this place?"

The girl who had just been confronted by Song Jiang was a little surprised when she heard this and asked, "How do you know we fell down?"

At this time, a tall, big-eyed young man nearby rolled his eyes and said, "You are asking a nonsense question. It's obvious that he fell down too."

The young man with glasses who had just pulled her said angrily, "Gao Shuai, you seem to understand everything, don't you? Xiao Ting just asked casually what happened? What if this gentleman is not in the same situation as us? Who stipulates that everyone must fall into this place!?"

This tall and handsome man is as tall and handsome as his name suggests. After hearing what the young man with glasses said, he immediately retorted, "How dare you say that to me, Xiaoting, Xiaoting, don't you feel disgusted? It's such a time and you're still a bootlicker? Are you mentally ill?! Her name is Chen Yanting. If you want to call her Xiaoting, you can call her whatever you want when you go home. Stop disgusting me here, okay?"

As soon as Song Jiang heard the conversation between these people, he knew that they were a group of young people who had just started working and their minds were still full of jealousy about office romances. So he immediately said in a deep voice, "If you want to die, keep making louder noises!"

As soon as Song Jiang said this, several people instantly quieted down. Seeing that they finally stopped arguing, Song Jiang continued to return to the previous question, "Since everyone fell from above, we must first figure out why you fell and not others. Tell us in detail what you did before you fell, and don't leave out any details."