Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

Jiang Jiang quickly threw out another handful of swords, which seemed to have a will of its own and flew straight towards the operating table.

It lightly drew a few marks on the operating table, and the seemingly solid and sturdy operating table was easily cut into several pieces like tofu.

Bang bang bang bang...

Tan Shujue's body fell violently into the broken plates. The sharp and smooth corners of the table ruthlessly pierced his skin and cut deeply into his bones, forming shocking wounds.

The intense pain spread throughout his body like an electric current, and Tan Shujue gradually regained control of his body under the stimulation of pain.

He struggled to support his body with his trembling hands and heavy legs, and slowly crawled to one side.

Every movement brought excruciating pain, and the instinct for survival made him grit his teeth and move forward with all his might.

Finally, he turned his gaze to Jiang Jiang, who was standing at the door confronting school doctor Liang Na, with a faint but hopeful light in his eyes.

It was a desire for survival, as well as gratitude and dependence on Jiang Jiang.

"Classmate, you really surprised the teacher. Your knife is too dangerous, so the teacher will take it away first. The little white mouse over there is returned to you. Classmate, see you next time." Liang Na picked up Jiang Jiang's two stalks of radix aconiti lateralis gracefully and said slowly.

Like a magic, he took off his white coat and threw it towards Jiang Jiang. The moment it blocked Jiang Jiang's sight, a living person suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Jiang Jiang knelt on the ground, panting.

This body is too weak. Just pedaling a short distance on a bicycle makes me so tired.

She looked in the direction Liang Na left.

I thought: If you want to study me, just say so directly, why find such a superficial excuse?

Tan Shujue stretched out his trembling hands and slowly groped the cold wall. His body was extremely weak and he seemed like he might collapse at any time.

He found a place to lean on, and using his last bit of strength, he slowly lay down against the wall.

As time goes by, the symptoms of excessive blood loss become more and more obvious.

Tan Shujue felt his vision gradually becoming blurred, and everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.

He tried hard to stay awake, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if an invisible force was pulling them.

"Boss...Boss..." Tan Shujue called out in a weak voice, hoping to get a response.

However, there was silence all around and no one could hear his cry.

he does not know.

Why is the boss here?

Is the boss here to see him?

Did she come to rescue him?

She is so awesome, the boss is so awesome...

He almost thought he was going to die here...

Fortunately, there are still people, and the boss...

Jiang Jiang walked down from the door and slapped Tan Shujue twice.

"Get up, you coward." The calm tone made it impossible to feel Jiang Jiang's emotional fluctuations, as if he was telling a joke to a child.

"Boss, why are you here?" Tan Shujue asked in a cowardly manner.

"I came here by bike, what's wrong?"

"...The boss is still as rude and humorous as ever."

Jiang Jiang lifted Tan Shujue's hand and placed it around her neck, as if it were a sack of husks, with a casual movement.

Then, she used her petite body to prop up Tan Shujue's taller body, so that most of his body was leaning on her shoulders.

With every step, Jiang Jiang seemed particularly impatient.

Tan Shujue looked down at the woman. They moved slowly and steadily towards the basement exit, as if time had frozen at this moment.