Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

Seeing Jingfan standing still, Ao Ran pulled him again and begged, "Let's see, if you are like me, maybe you can find out the commonality, and maybe you can find a cure by then."

He is not afraid of life and death, he can also endure pain, but he is an ordinary person after all, the pain once or twice is fine, but there is no end to it, each time is more ferocious, and the heart-piercing pain that is longer than the first time will also make you feel sick. He is afraid, and will be worried every day, worrying that one day it will start to hurt again, and he is also worried that one day it may really hurt to death.

He has never told anyone about this feeling. When the pain was the worst, he just gritted his teeth and persisted, not showing a trace of fragility, but he was really in pain, and all his strength and fearlessness were forced out. He didn't know if he would not be able to hold on one day. When he exchanged himself for Jing Fan and the others, he was just the holy father who saved the world and sacrificed his life for righteousness. He just thought that he might not live long, since he didn't live long So why not give your friends a chance.

Now that he meets Yin Ximeng, he wonders why the symptoms of the two of them are similar. In the book, Jing Fan tries to save her. Although the treatment method is not written in the end, the author absolutely cannot not save the heroine. If he and Yin Xi Meng's symptoms were the same, and if Yin Ximeng was saved, he would naturally be saved as well.

Jing Fan squatted down very slowly with a strange expression, his fingers resting on Yin Ximeng's pulse, he lowered his head, not looking at Ao Ran's bright eyes full of expectation, his heart was in a mess, He didn't know how the pulse under his hand was beating, and his mind was not here at all.

After waiting for a long time, Jing Fan did not speak, so Ao Ran squatted next to him anxiously, "How is it? What did you see? Are you the same as me?"

"Huh? Huh?" Jing Fan seemed to be taken aback, but then calmed down again, "Well, it's the same as you."

"Why are you absent-minded? Is there something wrong? Am I hopeless?"

Jing Fan pinched his cheeks, making his mouth pouted, and said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ao Ran pulled his hand away, feeling a little melancholy suddenly, not knowing whether to be happy or not, sighed, "Help her into the carriage first, it's not appropriate to put it here if it hurts so much."

Jing Fan immediately lowered his eyes again, and said in a dangerous tone, "You still want to take care of her?"

Ao Ran stared back without any fear, "Then what should we do? Just in case we die, the two of us will be indirect murderers. Hurry up and leave me alone."

After saying that, he was about to hug Yin Ximeng, but Jing Fan bit him and stopped him, the light in his eyes could kill people, "No!"

Ao Ran didn't disobey him, and coaxed, "Help me, okay? And she's the same as me, she might be able to find out the cause of the disease through research."

Jing Fan's expression froze again, he turned his head away from looking at him, and finally nodded, but after nodding, he said fiercely, "Don't touch her."

After all, he was afraid that Ao Ran would make a move, so he grabbed Yin Ximeng by the collar and threw him into the carriage.

Ao Ran's eyeballs were about to pop out——

Stuttering, she said in a low voice, "Ah, that, well, she's a girl anyway, be a little gentler, don't be like carrying a sack..." right?

After Jing Fan glanced over, Ao Ran consciously silenced the ending.

Forget it, it was saved anyway.

After the two got into the carriage, Yin Ximeng seemed to have recovered. She didn't look as serious as Ao Ran, and the pain was not too severe, and the time was short. After the pain passed, she just shed tears silently. Poorly sitting at the side, looking at Ao Ran who was opposite her with affection, Ao Ran coughed dryly and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Yin?"

Yin Ximeng shook his head and said aggrievedly, "Hey, Mr. Ao doesn't know something. This is the price of being a saint of Jinmuhua. Every generation of saints will be like this. I have also sought out doctors and taken many medicines, but I have never seen you." For the better, I think it is indeed bestowed by God, and there is nothing that mortals can do.”

Ao Ran didn't know whether to popularize the core values ​​of socialism for her, but he couldn't explain his own affairs clearly with science, "Miss Yin, don't give up, what if it wasn't bestowed by God, God is merciful, how could Bear with you to suffer these pains, it’s human-made, don’t give up, it will always be cured.”

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Yin Ximeng, who had been looking at Ao Ran with bright eyes just now, turned his head suddenly when he was frightened by the sound, and the jade lamp in Jing Fan's hand was shattered into pieces with his fingertips. He glared at him, and then looked at Yin Ximeng with a warm smile, "Unexpected accident, Miss Yin, don't be afraid, let's talk about your heart disease, can you please tell me when you had this symptom and how it is? ?The saints of all ages are like this, are they exactly the same as you? Or is there a difference? Can you tell me what you have in common before, no matter what you eat, drink, daily necessities or other behaviors, as long as you have the same work, describe them one by one. .”

Yin Ximeng was taken aback by what he said, blinked his eyes in a daze, and laughed dryly, "That's because I spoke too fast and asked too many questions, Miss Yin, don't be annoyed."

The other party's smile was too gentle, and his eyes were sincere and beautiful, as if he was about to suck himself in. Yin Ximeng couldn't take his eyes off him for a moment, and stared straight at him, blushing.

"Miss Yin?"

"Huh? Oh, I..."

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." Ao Ran sighed in her heart. She might have some concerns. Logically speaking, there should be a protagonist in these things, but I, a little cannon fodder, talk too much.

"No, no! I want to say! I will tell you what Mr. Ao wants to know, after all—" Yin Ximeng lowered his head shyly, "Mr. Ao is also doing it for my own good. Thank you, Ximeng must know everything without words."

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It's a pity, another tea cup, Jing Fan's face is as black as the bottom of a pot, but no one pays attention to him, Yin Ximeng's eyes are all on Ao Ran, and his voice is soft, "This heart disease is probably because I have been in the temple for a year. It happened later, at first it was just a dull pain in the heart, which was still tolerable, and then it became more and more serious, the pain was unbearable, and I was about to faint every time. According to the aunt who took care of the saint, every saint is like this, Some will be mild, some will be extremely serious, like me is common, as for what we have in common is the saint."

Ao Ran frowned, what happened to him?He is not a saint, could it be that his illness is different from Yin Ximeng's.

"Every saintess does the same things every day, reading, praying, going out and dancing during festivals, and wearing supplies on weekdays are custom-made by the nuns, and the materials are all prescribed. If you eat, They are also bland and tasteless, so you can’t go out to eat indiscriminately, the saintesses need to keep their diet clean, not contaminated with too many vulgar things, and eat golden wood flowers every day, so it’s easier to get close to God.”

Ao Ran frowned, what's wrong?

Seeming to be very normal, he frowned tightly. Seeing his anxiety, Yin Ximeng couldn't help feeling distressed, and approached him to comfort him, "Mr. Ao, don't worry too much. Whether it's good or bad, I've already accepted my fate, just obey the destiny."

Ao Ran smelled the inexplicably familiar fragrance on her body, rubbed her forehead, he seemed to have missed something, a very important point, it should be the key, but he just couldn't grasp it.

Jing Fan kept his eyes down, clenched his hands tightly, and finally lowered his head, put the food that the store gave them just now on the table, and put a pancake that was still warm in Ao Ran's hand, "Eat, be hungry."

Ao Ran bit the pancake, her mind was in a mess.