She also had a day when she rolled over

Chapter 305 Collapse and Reorganization of the World (102)

Looking at Hua Zhi who fainted in his arms, An Yiran sighed, "You have come to this day too."

Hua Zhi, who usually seems omnipotent and even like a perfect robot, now seems more real as he lies quietly in her arms.

She stroked Huazhi's chest, feeling the heart of the tree thumping inside.

She thought, if she didn't merge the two people into one, how about just digging out the heart of the tree now?
Although it is unethical, there is no better opportunity than this.

She gestured in front of his chest with the scalpel that could cut his neck. She still had the memory of her first world as a doctor.

Considering the few days they’ve spent together, she could find a way that’s less painful.

As the tip of the knife approached his skin, the blood vessels beneath his skin flashed intermittently, like an incandescent light bulb emitting golden light.

An Yiran felt the tip of the knife stopped about half an inch above his chest and could no longer move down.

Like batteries with the same poles, the further she went down, the farther she was bounced.

It seems that the conditions for passing the level are hard indicators and steps cannot be skipped.

Fortunately, the wound was not severe enough to damage the trachea, so she could take care of it herself. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to the school what happened.

An Yiran let go of the hand that was pressing on the other person's wound and found that the bleeding had stopped. After flushing and disinfecting the other person's wound, he applied antibiotic ointment and wrapped it with clean gauze and bandages.

I don’t know if it could sense it, but the crab stumbled out of the water tank and went to look for Hua Zhi.

The Propaganda Department also had a secret passage, which only Peng Qi and Hua Zhi knew about. He found that the door of the Propaganda Department was locked, so he slipped in through the secret passage.

Accompanied by a clicking sound similar to two pebbles bouncing repeatedly on a tile floor, the tiny body of the weed crab appeared in the hall.

He hit the ground with the pliers, making a crisp and ethereal knocking sound, and used the other pliers to hook the silk on An Yiran's trouser leg.

Feeling a downward pull on her trouser leg, An Yiran looked down—she discovered that a crab had clamped her trouser leg with its claws.

"Is this the pet crab that Hua Zhi raised? How did it get out?"

Hexie didn't have time to think about why the other person didn't remember him. He pulled the other person's trouser leg, motioning her to follow him.

Unexpectedly, An Yiran actually understood the hint. She asked innocently, "Little Crab, where do you want me to go with you?"

The weed retracted its pincers and took her to the duty room left by the Propaganda Department. There was a bed there where Hua Zhi could lie down and rest more comfortably.

Hua Zhi was tall, but he was not heavy. An Yiran, who had good physical fitness, could lift him onto the bed without much effort.

After positioning him and making sure that no pressure was applied to the wound, she found an empty glass, filled it with water, and threw the crab into it.

"Don't run around. You're so small. Be careful that others might not see you and step on you to death."

Peng Qi: ...Why do I feel like she has become a different person? She used to be fierce and ferocious, acting like a cynical young man every day, but now she has become so normal and even a little humane.

I am afraid I saw a ghost today?
Peng Qi just watched her sitting next to Hua Zhi like this, without any excessive behavior, so he finally felt at ease and kept quiet for a while.

Hua Zhi didn't know how long he had been unconscious. Before he opened his eyes, he felt the warmth on his palms.

An Yiran fell asleep with one hand on his palm. Feeling the spasm in his arm, she opened her eyes: "You finally woke up!"

Hua Zhi struggled to open his eyes and carefully scanned the person in front of him. He felt relieved only after confirming that she looked like a human and not some indescribable creature.

"Xiaoyi." He spoke with some difficulty.

Hearing him speak with a bit of a loss of voice, An Yiran stroked the gauze wrapped around his neck.

She seemed to have a vision of how he calmly took out the knife and how he pointed the blade at his neck. Under the white gauze, his wound was like a lotus blossoming with red flowers. "You are not in a good condition to talk anymore. Rest for a while." Seeing Hua Zhi wake up, she lay on the bedside, her crow-feather eyelashes fluttering, and the warm liquid wet his pillow.

"I don't understand, what on earth can I do for you to do this for me?"

"Don't cry, I don't want to see you unhappy." Hua Zhi still had the strength to wipe the tears from her cheeks.

An Yiran felt the beating of her own pulse, and at a certain moment, she felt that their breath, blood, and pulse seemed to be intertwined. Like a knot that was tied in a knot, blocking one place and causing dull pain to both parties.

"Look, this is your pet crab. I saw it sneak out, so I put it in the water to soak." She tapped the wall of the cup with her fingertips, startling a few bubbles.

He stretched out his hand and motioned An Yiran to hold it closer.

An Yiran took it and placed it on the bedside table next to Hua Zhi's face.

"Don't do this again next time. I don't want to owe you so much."

The faint orange light from the bedside shone on the wall of the cup. The crab stretched out its pincers and gently tapped the glass, making a lingering sound like the sound of chimes.

Neither of them escaped, and the crab was the only one who "escaped" in this scene.

"I owe you too much, and I just want to do my best to make up for it." Hua Zhi raised his eyelids.

An Yiran: "I can't remember what happened in the past. No matter what grudges and debts we had before, let's end it here."

"Okay, you have the final say." Hua Zhi supported his body with his hands, stood up and leaned on the pillow.

"Can you give me a shoulder massage? It feels a little sore."

An Yiran didn't think about it carefully and answered him: "Okay."

Hua Zhi made a seat behind her that was just right for her to sit down.

As he pinched, Hua Zhi felt a weight on his back.

He stood up and carried the unconscious man to the bed.

"Why are you here?" Hua Zhi unscrewed the glass bottle on the bedside table and let the crab crawl out.

Finally able to speak, the weevil felt relieved: "Isn't this just worrying about you? It's not that I can't figure it out, brother, are you crazy?"

"Do you know that if you go a little deeper, you will cut your vocal cords and you will not be able to speak anymore!"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"She saw the stuff in the lab. She can't leave that stuff here anymore."

Peng Qi looked at the huge thing in the laboratory: ...

"How do we transport something this big? It would be more reliable to make it into a cold jellyfish salad than to transport it, right?"

"I know someone who can do it."

An Yiran was unconscious but not completely, and still retained some consciousness.

However, no useful information could be heard from their conversation.

When she smelled the familiar smell, she knew what it was. It was the same substance as last time.

So after inhaling a little bit, she pretended to faint, but in fact she had already held her breath and avoided most of the drug.