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Chapter 348 I Don’t Want to Restore the Country Today (6)

Qiyue sighed quietly, angry and annoyed, but suddenly thought of something, and she suddenly became less angry.

It seems that from the very beginning, the men who approached her in every plane were all Qing Cen without exception, but she hadn't noticed it before, but it was only in the previous plane that she faintly noticed this.

Thinking about it this way, Qiyue's reluctance and annoyance and troubles all disappeared, and he helped the man on the ground with great effort.

Not to mention, this man is really heavy. The moment Qiyue got up, his whole body was almost crushed, and he managed to stabilize himself by shaking from side to side.

The man was seriously injured. Now that his son was approaching him, Qiyue keenly smelled the strong smell of blood with a hint of fishy smell, so strong that she almost vomited it out.

How much blood is this?

Qiyue turned her face sideways and looked at the man's head hanging beside her head, the messy hair was restrained by the jade crown, but a few crow-blue hair feathers fell to his ears, following his smooth and pale cheek, sweeping obliquely to her cheek.

Itchy, Qiyue tilted his head slightly.

She didn't know how much blood she had bled, but seeing how weak his breath was, he was about to die if he took two steps.

Kiyue took out a pill expressionlessly and stuffed it into the man's tightly closed mouth.

The moment the pill entered his mouth, the man with his eyes closed raised his eyebrows, but he didn't wake up.

It's just that the pale complexion has improved a lot, and it's no longer as pale as paper at the beginning.

Really, picked up an ancestor.

When Qiyue helped the man to the back room, he was already out of breath.

This body has been hungry for several days. Although he was full just now, his vitality is not so easy to regain. Now his son has used up half of his strength, and Qiyue only feels that he has only half of his life left.

Panting, Qiyue took out a verdant fruit from her bosom, took a bite, and when a faint heat surged from her lower abdomen, she felt much better.

She glanced at the man who looked like a corpse lying on the only bed in the room, and resignedly ate the fruit with a few quick bites.

She went to the kitchenette and started boiling water.

The bloodstain outside the small kitchen had already dried up and dried up. Qiyue used some ash to cover the bloodstain before bringing hot water into the house.

The bed in the room was extremely simple, the sheets and quilt were blue-black, as if they hadn't been washed in 80 years, against the khaki-colored earthen walls, it looked like a gloomy prison cell.

Qiyue dare to say that even the prison cells are not so poor.

But even such an unattractive environment didn't affect the man's good looks.

Such a person, even if he fell into a coma like this, could still attract everyone's attention, and just one look at his brows and eyes would make the world pale.

Well, what a man, what a skin, what a beauty.

Qi Yuexin was extremely satisfied, but her face still looked disgusted.

She had already peeled off the man's shirt, revealing the injuries all over his body.

The man was mainly wounded on his chest, a knife wound with deep bones visible, winding from his collarbone to his lower abdomen, and the wound was opened, revealing ferocious red and white flesh.

She lowered her head and cursed, "What a waste, why did you hurt yourself like this?"

If the knife had been heavier, it could have removed several of his ribs directly.

Qiyue pursed her lips, stretched out her hands neatly, twisted up the towel in the basin beside her, and began to wipe around the wound.

(End of this chapter)