Jiuze finally couldn't sit still and found an excuse to leave the awkward atmosphere.

"Since you think the current situation is related to this person named Jiang Hua, let's go to his house first and have a look?" Fang Muzhi's expression was still clear. If Si Ling hadn't just come out of this body, he would have almost been killed by him.

Lie to it.

It's obvious that Wenwen doesn't look weak, so how did he get hurt?

"It's not urgent, let's go tomorrow?" She pressed Fang Muzhi's hand that wanted to pull out the needle, carefully pulled out half of the needle, and straightened it again, "Does it hurt? I haven't given anyone a needle in a long time.

Already."

"Not in a hurry?" Although Fang Muzhi didn't move her hands and still spoke with a normal expression, she clearly felt that there was still a delay when the needle was advanced.

Since the exam, she had not given an injection to a living person. At that time, she felt that she was not a nurse, so she had to use the back of her hand to attack on the night before the exam. At this moment, it seemed that all kinds of failed experiences were evoked, and her heart tightened.

, the back of my hand seemed to really hurt.

Feeling guilty, Si Ling took a breath, bit her lower lip, and then raised her head to look at Fang Muzhi's expression.

He looked straight over and asked again: "Aren't you in a hurry?"

Seeing his stern expression, Siling suddenly felt better. She reattached the fixing tape and tapped it in his hand before releasing it.

She organized her words for a while, but she was still not very organized when she spoke, "When Zhou Xian'an said that only one person can come out alive, I actually believed it. He should have expressed this to many people. It's just maybe because of someone

It's a kind of restriction. If you say this, we will forget about it and block it. And this, you didn't give it to me, right?" Si Ling took out the talisman paper in his pocket that had burrs due to friction and handed it to Fang.

Mu Zhi, "At that time, I was thinking that Cheng Ping would naturally not tell you such private information as your birthday and birth date. Only Taoist Lu was left. He clearly showed his betrayal and left this note. Maybe it was risk sharing, maybe

It’s a bet. But no matter which one it is, it points to an answer, that is, if one of us or someone under certain conditions meets the conditions, others can be rescued.”

She didn't know if she had explained what she understood clearly, and she was afraid that speaking too straightforwardly would trigger the ban like Zhou Xian'an, so she looked at Fang Muzhi questioningly.

He looked into Si Ling's eyes and nodded slightly. After a while, he smiled to himself, and his eyes dimmed again.

Si Ling sighed, biting off a piece of flesh on his lips with his teeth, and the taste of blood spread instantly on the tip of his tongue, "If you had thought of it at that time, you shouldn't have let me come out first. Although I lived in Binshi for ten years,

Even in a few years, you can’t leave this whole mess to me alone.”

"sorry."

"You should just say sorry to me! I thought you were dead, and I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep for a day. I was afraid that I would miss any details. Now you are asking me if I am in a hurry? Do you think I am in a hurry?"

Fang Muzhi picked up the broken hair in front of her forehead and gently touched the top of her head.

Si Ling snorted, stood up from the chair and sat beside the bed, "How did you get injured all over your body?"

"Maybe it's to better match your clothes?" Fang Muzhi's smile froze, and he added seemingly casually: "Where did it come from? Is it the clothes named Jiang Hua?"

"I bought it from performing arts!" Siling stood up suddenly and said seriously.

…

Originally, Si Ling thought that Fang Muzhi might have some suggestions for her plan. But he said that he did not know this person named Jiang Hua and had no objection. He only said that they would go to his house together in the morning to look for clues.

She didn't ask how Fang Muzhi was injured. Instead, he kept asking about Jiuze. Si Ling felt sleepy, and her answers became more and more careless. Although she was just leaning on a simple hospital bed, she could hardly sleep comfortably.
Chapter completed!