When the food reserves become my wife

【One】

On a Friday night, Chen Zhong finished his day's work and dragged his tired body into the corridor of the unit.

The patients in the hospital annoyed him very much. Although his temper has become horribly good after being tempered in the past three years, he still plans to apply for a job transfer after this summer.

After all, he can't spend his whole life in a mental hospital. While he is young, he needs to work hard to pursue the future.

Like the countless days and nights before, he stomped his feet hard, and the voice-activated light came on.He walked unhurriedly and took out the key from his pocket.

But today is destined to be an extraordinary day.

At the door of his house, he saw a bunch of unknown creatures with strange colors.

Chen Zhong's hand holding the key froze for a moment, he took a step back, stared at the lump vigilantly, arched his body slightly, and was ready to turn his head and run away at any time - this is what he did in the mental hospital. The passive skills acquired in three years are enough to guarantee one's life in the face of any emergencies.

Wait, that seems to be a... person?

Chen Zhong pushed down his glasses subconsciously, and cautiously went up a few steps.As they got closer, the smell of blood quietly floated into the nostrils.

It is indeed personal.

Realizing this, Chen Zhong immediately strode forward and knelt down beside the man, pressed his fingers together on the side of his neck, and heaved a sigh of relief after noticing the weak pulse.This person was wearing very thin clothes, and his shirt and trousers were completely stained with blood, and the blood stains had not been known for how long, and they turned black after drying.

The man's face was also covered with blood, his facial features were horribly mutilated, Chen Zhong didn't care to look at his face, he knelt beside him and carefully tore open his shirt to check for any fatal wounds.

Between the large and small wounds, there was a huge penetrating wound on the man's chest and abdomen. The black wound looked very fresh, and the internal organs could be vaguely seen, but strangely, there was no blood coming from it. Flow out from inside.

broken.Chen Zhong thumped in his heart, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call 120.

The moment he was about to press the call button, a pair of tremblingly cold hands gripped his wrists silently. Chen Zhong trembled suddenly in fright, and heard a hoarse voice like a snake in the narrow space. There was a sound in the corridor:

"...not going to the hospital."

Chen Zhong wasted a second to be amazed that the injured man still had the strength to speak, then he frowned fiercely and scolded: "Do you want to die?"

The busy tone of waiting to be connected came from the receiver, the man slightly moved his lips a few times, then raised his hand and knocked off the mobile phone in Chen Zhong's hand, and repeated stubbornly:

"...not going to the hospital."

The phone bounced and fell down the stairs.

"You're going to die!" Chen Zhong roared angrily, his eyes were red with anxiety, the doctor's instinct to save lives and heal the wounded made him extremely anxious, and he immediately got up to pick up his phone.The man grabbed the hem of his clothes, obviously didn't use much strength, but it seemed like a mountain fell on his clothes, making him unable to move.

Chen Zhongsheng didn't dare to struggle for fear of worsening his injuries, and glared angrily at the patient who didn't want to go to the hospital even if he died. The man seemed unwilling to talk to him, and closed his eyes weakly: "I can't die, now carry me to your hospital." go home."

Chen Zhong gritted his teeth fiercely, looked at his mobile phone from a distance, and immediately opened the door without any further hesitation. He passed his arms under the man's armpit, carefully avoiding his wound and dragging him in.That person has been very quiet and cold all the time. If it weren't for the slight painful moan that overflowed from his throat during the dragging process, Chen Zhong would have wondered if he was dead.

Chen Zhong ran to the bedroom and lifted the bed three or two times, dragged the thin mattress to the living room, put the person on it, knelt on one knee and continued to inspect the wound—but in a short while, the huge wound that originally exposed the internal organs had begun healed.

Chen Zhong was stunned.

He stared at the man's abdomen, fresh flesh was growing from the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering it with a thin layer in a blink of an eye.

This self-healing speed, which completely violated the laws of medicine, made him at a loss. He pressed the man's pulse again, and felt that the beating under the skin was stronger than before. Chen Zhong was slightly taken aback, and finally looked carefully at the man's face.

"...Gu Chuan?!"

The man was finally willing to open his eyes again. He struggled to raise a smile on the corner of his lips, hooked his fingertips reluctantly to the hem of his clothes, coughed twice, and said in a frivolous tone as always: "Yo, Doctor Chen, you...you finally put the I recognized it..."

【two】

Fire, the eyes are full of moving fire.

Countless dazzling light spots flew out from the hands of the ragged young man, rushed into the flames, and enveloped the entire Hou Mansion with heart-piercing screams.

He was covered in blood, with a knife in his hand, and the blade cut across the ground, leaving a bright red bloodstain.

The fire is hot, but the blood is already cold.

The young man walked step by step. He passed through the burning nave and stepped over the collapsed beams. Two chains pierced through the butterfly bones hung on the ground, stained with rust, dragging out heavy blood lines.

He was as thin as if he would fall if the wind blows, but his straight spine seemed to be more able to support all the suffering in the world - he walked past a burning man without squinting, and the howling man desperately Grabbed his ankle and screamed: "Monster! I want you to kill my family!"

The young man staggered slightly after being dragged, then kicked the man away, and continued walking forward in a daze.

life for a life?What do you pay for?

Pay me with your life?

Blood poured out from his shoulder, and the chain that locked the lute was forcibly broken by him, along with the two fragile bones.He really didn't have the extra strength to deal with the two on the back shoulders, so he could only let them go through the butterfly bone.

Wronged souls howled, flames shot into the sky, and finally a glimmer of clarity appeared in front of his eyes in Shura Hell.

The man in white with his hands behind his back stood in front of the burning gate of the Hou Mansion with a complicated expression on his face.

The young man walked up to him step by step, throwing away the knife in his hand.

Blood stained his face, but his dark eyes were bright.

From those beast-like eyes, Lin Jinyuan clearly saw hatred, paranoia and madness.

"From today on, my life is yours."

It's been a long time since I spoke, the young man's tone is blunt, and it's very laborious to speak.Lin Jinyuan sighed softly, and raised his hand to gently wipe away the blood from the corner of his compatriot's lips.

"What's your name?"

A rare blankness appeared on the face of the young man. He was arrested and locked in a water prison since he was a child. All the memories in the long time have been so thin that they are useless. He can barely recall some: "...My name is Gu."

The young man paused for a moment, and there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes: "Can you...help me, that...name."

Staring at the young man in front of him who couldn't speak well, Lin Jinyuan sighed again. He glanced at the rolling mountains at the end of his line of sight, and seemed to remember something, and said softly, "Then let's call it Chuan."

"Gu Chuan, Gu Chuan..."

The young man murmured these two words repeatedly, and finally a tired smile appeared on his blood-stained lips.

After a hundred years of captivity in darkness, he can finally continue to truly live.

【three】

Chen Zhong sat on the sofa, staring at the person on the mattress with closed eyes, worried for a while.

He stripped off Gu Chuan's bloody clothes, wiped off the stains with a wet towel, and covered him with a light and warm blanket, not knowing what to do.

When Gu Chuan was covered with a blanket, his wound had healed so that it was not so scary. Chen Zhong felt that a patient here could not blind his professional skills in vain, so he decontaminated him schematically.

Although he did not study surgery.

At this moment, Chen Zhong was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.

How could Gu Chuan be injured so badly?Shouldn't he be in the hospital? I saw him in the ward round today. Why did he appear at my door?What's with his almost inhuman self-healing ability?

Chen Zhong's mind was full of various questions, but no matter what, Gu Chuan was his patient, and he had an unshirkable responsibility to him.Chen Zhong got up and poured a glass of water, took a straw and inserted it into the glass, and lifted it to Gu Chuan's mouth: "First rinse your mouth."

Gu Chuan opened his mouth and bit the straw, swallowed his saliva, and after a few seconds, spat out all the blood clots in his mouth into the small basin that Chen Zhong was holding.

Then he swallowed the water slowly in small sips, and the warm liquid slid into his stomach, making him a little more comfortable.

When the glass of water reached the bottom, Chen Zhong withdrew the straw from Gu Chuan's mouth, and was about to get up to pour out the filth in the small basin, but Gu Chuan grabbed him.

"Doctor Chen." Even though he was so weak that he could hardly speak, the young man's eyes were still bright: "Can you stay with me for a while?"

Chen Zhong hesitated for a while, but did not refuse.

He put down the basin in his hand, turned around and sat on the edge of the mattress, and looked down at the pale Gu Chuan—just two hours ago, this person was joking with him in the ward.

"Why did you escape from the hospital?" Chen Zhong finally asked.

He stopped treating Gu Chuan as a mental patient a long time ago. Although many of Gu Chuan's behaviors showed that he suffered from typical mania and hysteria, Chen Zhong felt in his heart that he was faking it.

He couldn't say the reason, he could only attribute it to his own unique intuition.

Helplessly, everyone except him felt that Gu Chuan was really sick, so Chen Zhong could only continue to be his attending doctor, and was often molested by Gu Chuan.

"Because I miss you." Gu Chuan blinked.Where Chen Zhong couldn't see, dots of silver light slowly emerged from his body, carrying ancient power, and silently submerged into Gu Chuan's wound.

The remaining demonic energy attached to the internal organs began to dissolve, and the suppressed spiritual power finally began to circulate again.Gu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief in secret and enjoyment, and raised his hand to gently cover the back of Chen Zhong's hand.

The power that he put on Chen Zhong's body thousands of years ago finally returned to him and saved his life.

[Four]

Gu Chuan opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the long blue gown dangling in front of the bed.

He was lying face down on the bed, the pain in his back and shoulder blades made his eyes dizzy.

Gu Chuan gripped the bed sheet tightly with both hands, so hard that his veins burst out, but he didn't say a word. His hands kept moving at his wound, and pots of blood were brought out of the room.

As if aware that he was awake, the owner of those hands took a low breath, took a cork from the table next to him, and put it near his mouth.

The slender hands with thin calluses were covered with his blood, and the nails were neatly trimmed. Gu Chuan tried hard to raise his head, but was held down by several people, and he could barely see the position of the man's chest.

"Bite it, but don't bite the tongue."

His voice sounded very young, Gu Chuan opened his mouth reflexively, and when the man stuffed the cork into his mouth, his fingertips inadvertently rubbed against his lips.

Warm touch.Gu Chuan couldn't help being in a trance for a while, and before the inexplicable feeling in his heart became clearer, the pain on his shoulders and back multiplied, making all his thoughts mess up in an instant.

He squeezed out a scream from his throat, but it was only one sound, and he forced all the sound to be suppressed in his stomach, biting the cork with all his strength.

Something was pulled out from his shoulder blades, with fresh flesh and blood. Someone was yelling and whispering something in his ear, but Gu Chuan couldn't hear it all.

He was in too much pain. This pain reminded him that when he was young, the iron chains that penetrated his body gradually merged with him as his body grew and grew over the long years.

When he woke up from the boundless darkness, the cork in his mouth had been completely deformed by his bite, and it was broken into several pieces.

The owner of the hand opened his jaw, took out the cork, carefully explored his mouth with his washed fingers, and pulled it out after confirming that there was no bleeding, leaving a bright silver water mark.

A bowl of pungent medicine was brought under his nose, Gu Chuan frowned in disgust, turned his face aside, stared blankly at the wall, and closed his eyes after a few seconds.

It was three days later when I woke up completely again.

Lin Jinyuan sent him to a medical clinic in the capital. The owner of the medical clinic took the iron chains out of his body and connected him to the broken bones.

No one could stand this operation on ordinary people. Fortunately, Gu Chuan has excellent self-healing ability. After suffering a high fever on the night of the operation, he managed to survive it in a daze.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the blue bird perched on the window sill to comb its feathers. Gu Chuan lay on the bed and watched for a long while, with tears streaming from his dry eyes.

He tried to move, his back was still painful, but it wasn't that unbearable for him.He tried to stand up slowly, and in the middle of the movement, someone came in.

It was a young man in his twenties, dressed in clean white clothes. Seeing that he was about to get up, he hurriedly put down the things in his hands, and he could not refuse to help Gu Chuan to lie down again.

"Your bones are not healed yet, don't move around."

Gu Chuan recognized that this was the owner of those hands, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times. He had seen very few people, but he had an intuition that this person was better looking than most.

The good-looking man lifted the cloth covering his body, inspected his wound carefully, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that it hadn't deteriorated, and took the bowl that had just been placed on the table.

In the bowl was a finely crushed herbal paste. The man sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers curled up the dark green paste and applied it to Gu Chuan's wound.Gu Chuan couldn't help but flinch from the cool touch, he opened his mouth, and only uttered a syllable with unknown meaning.

"Mr. Lin, please let me heal you no matter what, but even if he doesn't say anything, I will try my best to take care of my patients." The man gently brushed Gu Chuan's long messy hair aside, the unique aroma of herbs and The smell of sunshine radiated from him, as clean as the smile on his face.

"My surname is Chen, my single name is Zhong, and my name is Ziheng. I am an envoy under the current Tai Hospital." Someone was drying medicine outside the hospital, and the medicinal materials bouncing up and down in the dustpan made a rattling sound: "This is Tai Hospital, please don't worry about other things." , take a good rest."

Chen Zhong.Gu Chuan recited the name silently several times in his mind, cleared his hoarse throat, and whispered, "My surname is Gu, and my single name is Chuan."