How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

Wang Heng naturally noticed Xu Qifeng's meaningful eyes.

However, he couldn't understand what the deep meaning in his eyes meant.

It can't be because he looks too handsome, right?

After all, as a person with special powers, his outstanding appearance cannot be of much help.

So under normal circumstances, he almost forgets that he is an extremely handsome seventeen-year-old boy.

If Xu Qifeng didn't say anything, Wang Heng would think that Xu Qifeng's eyes meant nothing.

"Hurry up and absorb all these potions."

Wang Heng took two potions from the night watchman called Xiao Xie who was slightly older than him.

The price of recovery potions in the black market is very high. Although he is strong enough and hardly needs such things, Wang Heng still remembers these details as intelligence.

"Ok!"

Nie Beibei nodded obediently and followed Wang Heng into an empty office.

In today's situation, an unmanned office is an extremely common resource.

Among those who ran away, the vast majority were those who had an exclusive office level.

Although the wages of those at the bottom are not high, at least they can maintain their original aspirations under the leadership of Xu Zhaolong.

Very rare.

"Here, can you inject it for me?"

Akaichi's recovery medicine is not taken orally, but requires intramuscular injection.

This is a little different from Han City.

Almost all the various medicines in Han City are taken orally.

Perhaps these potions have different absorption methods because of the different ideas and interests of the leaders of the technical departments in each region?

I don't understand.

But Nie Beibei, who was pale and weak at the moment, seemed to be in really bad condition.

Wang Heng could only reluctantly help Nie Beibei roll up his sleeves.

"Still thinking about your uncle and third uncle?"

Wang Heng turned the knob at the end of the needle near the recovery potion in his hand, and a needle of nearly one centimeter was slowly unscrewed.

Nie Beibei turned her head to the side subconsciously, and Wang Heng couldn't see her expression at the moment.

"No, the uncle is already dead. Since the third uncle has paid the price for the mistakes he made, there is no point in pursuing it."

In her memory, she did not have any pleasant moments with her uncle and third uncle.

After all, these two men, who are considered elders, have always excluded their fathers from the family business in their memories.

The latest time she handed over the family business to her father was just because of her status as a superpower.

Nie Beibei saw even less of such a common thing as family love than Wang Heng.

"Then what are you thinking about? Your face is gloomy."

Wang Heng wiped Nie Beibei's arm with alcohol cotton, and then inserted the needle into the area where the alcohol cotton had been wiped.

"Hmm~"

Nie Beibei groaned in pain, and the pain quickly dissipated.

"What will you do?"

Nie Beibei turned her head and looked at Wang Heng. Wang Heng's figure was reflected in her crystal clear eyes.

"I?"

Due to his [Deception] ability, he always thought that others looked at him like a normal person.

"Here."

Nie Beibei dug in his pocket and took out some rock fragments and fallen silver wolf fur.

Her attention was always on Wang Heng, so she naturally noticed the things that would fall off of him from time to time.

"You're not back to normal yet."

Her voice was soft, the feeling of lightly touching the crystal products in the glass cabinet.

It seems that if you use a little more force, the expensive crystal product will be crushed and fall to the ground, shattering and shining.

"You really..."

Wang Heng pulled out the injected needle and gently pressed it on Nie Beibei's arm with a medical cotton swab.

He took the crumbs of skin that fell from Nie Beibei's hand.

Although they are rocks and wolf hairs, to Wang Heng, these are indeed scraps of skin.

"Worrying blindly."

Wang Heng put the crumbs into the ashtray next to him.

Nie Beibei kept looking at him.

"What will you do?"

She asked persistently, with a hint of pleading in her tone.

"You won't die anyway, don't worry."

Wang Heng explained casually, put the empty syringe aside, and then picked up another one.

Nie Beibei still looked at him, with only worry in her eyes, worried that he would not be able to become normal, worried that he would die from this.

"It should be a problem with the arrival of the ruins this time. My physique is a bit special. Didn't I enter a new ruins last time? It seems that this kind of situation occurred in that place. It was fine after I came out."

Vague explanations are obviously useless.

Wang Heng lied.

The tone of his words was so sure that Nie Beibei couldn't tell whether it was true or not, so she could only take it as the truth.

"Well, then don't lie to me."

She stretched out her other hand that had not been injected by Wang Heng, and her little finger was stretched out and slightly bent.

"So childish!"

Wang Heng scolded lightly, but saw the weak pleading in her eyes.

He had no choice but to take the hand she extended, then roll up the sleeve of her hand and prepare the needle.

"I want to hook up with you!"

"What hook to pull when a disaster is imminent? It's unlucky, you know? The more flags you set before the disaster, the faster you will die!"

He reached out and patted Nie Beibei's bare white arm, signaling her not to move.

"what!"

A faint red mark soon appeared where the photo was taken.

Wang Heng then used alcohol cotton to wipe and disinfect the area where the red mark was.

"But... um~~ be gentle!"

Before Nie Beibei finished speaking, Wang Heng used a little force to insert a very thin needle into her arm.

"I'm getting an injection, be quiet!"

Wang Heng slowly injected the recovery potion into Nie Beibei's arm.

Nie Beibei's face slowly turned pink with embarrassment.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Nie Beibei's eyes are very beautiful, perhaps because she is very young. There is no turbidity in her eyes, but they are so clear that they seem to reflect the human heart.

"Well, it's settled then."

Nie Beibei's other hand, which had already been injected, stubbornly stretched out her little finger.

"I know, I know, if I die, you can dig my grave, okay!"

Wang Heng twitched his mouth helplessly and approached her perfunctorily.

"The injection is already done, support yourself!"

Nie Beibei, who had no choice but to fend for herself, acted like a little girl who had been violated. She walked out holding her injected arms with both hands, as if hugging herself.

It's just that the smile on the corner of his mouth cannot be concealed.

"You, you, what did you do to Beibei!"

Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes widened when he saw Nie Beibei's pitiful scene.

"none of your business!"

"..."

Ye Xiaoxiao should have supernatural powers, and Wang Heng could feel the aura of supernatural powers on her body.

The supernatural ability is not weak.

But even when she faced a crisis like Xu Zhaolong's, she still never used her powers.

Perhaps there are limitations to her abilities, or perhaps she has some concerns.

At this juncture, Wang Heng was too lazy to think about this.

Because the needle was very thin, Nie Beibei stopped the bleeding quickly and was sent to the roof of the tallest building in Chishi Superpower Bureau.

Wang Heng, Ye Xiaoxiao and Ren Jin all followed.

"What are you going to do?"

"Can you send me up?"

"can."

Wang Heng nodded, and the two people slowly rose into the air with a little distance apart.

"oops!"

Nie Beibei's figure suddenly swayed in the air, and Wang Heng quickly put his arms around her waist.

The two hugged each other face to face, with Nie Beibei's head resting on Wang Heng's shoulder, a smile of success on her lips.

"Don't think I can't see you smiling!"

Nie Beibei quickly put away her sly smile like a little fox and wrinkled her little nose seriously.

But Wang Heng didn't push her away again.