The 201st time a scumbag asked for reunion

At least the two people who came in didn't know that Qiao Jing had woken up and were still talking on their own.

One of them even said, "With his half-dead appearance, he must be in a coma for at least a week. The boss is really serious, let us see what he is doing? If he is worried, why not come and see for himself?"

"..." Qiao Jing was completely shocked when she heard the first sentence.He didn't even know that at the end of that day, he actually fell into a coma, and the situation was quite serious.No wonder when I woke up, I felt as if my whole body was run over by a carriage.

"That's right, he vomited so much blood, it took us a lot of energy to save it. Hey, you can use a basin to catch his blood, right?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

He also vomited a lot of blood?Is it so exciting?Sure enough, this body is becoming more and more useless. Once you stay in the harsh environment for a few hours, it will strike you every minute.

A long illness becomes a doctor.

Even needless to be told, Qiao Jing knew exactly what was wrong with her body and what caused the vomiting of blood.

Isn't it just lying on the cold ground for a while?Also, if you drink water from the mud bowl with the gap, bacteria may enter the body and cause lung infection.

It is estimated that it is indeed as they said, and walked back and forth a few times after the gate of hell was closed.

Really... Delicate...

Qiao Jing expressed her disappointment at such an unbelievable self.

The conversation continued, but Qiao Jing could no longer extract relevant and useful information from their words.He thought, probably those two people were also in a relatively peripheral position.

Even so, he managed to piece together Yue Lin's whereabouts from their few words.

He was probably transported to another place after being knocked out by them that day.Not a building, but certainly not far from each other.

Otherwise, those two people wouldn't have said something like "go and see him by the way".

In addition, Qiao Jing also got another important piece of information about Yue Lin, that is, after Yue Lin woke up, he had been "restless", either self-harming or destroying things, trying to lure Jin Chen out to have an interview with him.

When hearing Yue Lin's "self-mutilation", Qiao Jing couldn't tell what kind of feeling she was feeling in her heart.A little angry that he didn't cherish himself, and a little numb and sour.

Qiao Jing hadn't experienced the latter feeling for a long time.More than a year ago, whenever Yue Lin deliberately showed contempt for himself, he felt this way.

Maybe everyone is right, people really should look forward, but Qiao Jing still can't get over this hurdle in her heart.

If, if he can escape the danger alive this time... Forget it, there is no if.

Waking up this time, Qiao Jing could clearly feel that her energy was not as good as before, and her vitality was gradually draining.One of the more obvious manifestations is that in the short few minutes of eavesdropping on the conversation with my eyes closed, if I hadn't bit my tongue hard to keep clear, I'm afraid I would have fallen asleep without knowing it.

And his hunch has been accurate.

But the strange thing is that this time Qiao Jing didn't show any obvious fear, but felt that the pain was almost gone.

His current mood is very complicated, even he himself can't see it clearly, maybe it has something to do with his split personality.

On the one hand, he longs for liberation, but on the other hand, he still misses the world.These two souls were torn apart in his body every day, almost tearing himself in half.

Really... very helpless...

As Qiao Jing listened, she gradually fell into deep thought.But because his body was too weak, after he got out of his thoughts, he felt dizzy and dizzy.This made him feel like he was on a roller coaster, going up and down suddenly, not only his eyes were dizzy, but he also wanted to vomit.

But the two people in the room were still dawdling there, not knowing what to do, they just didn't come out of the house anyway.

He couldn't take it anymore, really.

However, just as he was about to break the can and groan, he felt someone grab his limp arm and inject something into it.

Qiao Jing suddenly felt that the feeling of wanting to vomit became stronger.So, he couldn't bear it anymore, he turned over and lay down on the bed and threw up violently, pretending to be inadvertent, and getting the needle away.

The man was halfway through the injection, and he was startled when he didn't want to suffer such an accident.After reacting, he immediately wanted to retreat, but it was too late.Qiao Jing vomited the filth directly on his little white shoes.

He should be thankful that Qiao Jing hadn't eaten for a day, his stomach was so empty that he couldn't vomit anything at all, otherwise, his pair of shoes would be unreadable now.

But even so, it doesn't seem to be getting any better.Although Qiao Jing didn't vomit much, it was still bloodshot, which looked shocking enough.

Qiao Jing looked at the pool of blood on the ground, and couldn't help but sighed again.There is a saying in ancient times that people who see blood will not live long.

But I often vomit blood so heavily, so I survived like this, even though I was lingering on my last breath.

"People are awake! What should we do now?"

"What should I do? Continue to inject! The boss said that one injection is required every day, didn't you hear?!"

"But... but the medicine has been spilled!" The person standing by the bed was holding a needle, and a transparent liquid was still flowing from the needle.

"It's okay to just sprinkle a little! Inject the rest!"

"But he's awake..."

"If I tell you to inject, just inject! Why waste so much talk?! I'll do it!" After the other person finished speaking, he grabbed the needle from the person's hand, grabbed Qiao Jing's arm, and continued to pierce it into the flesh.

Qiao Jing's heart was full of alarm bells, she quickly exhausted all her strength, waved away the hand that was holding him tightly, and looked up at him, "What did you inject me with?"

But because he was so weak, the sound he said was not much louder than a mosquito "humming".

The man just took one look at him and went on with what he was doing, taking his arm back in his hand.

This time, Qiao Jing no longer had the strength to break free.He could only watch helplessly as the needle approached his skin little by little.

He slowly closed his eyes, guessing in his mind what the transparent liquid might be.According to his experience, there are nothing more than three kinds, muscle relaxants, drugs, and new untested drugs.

Now that I am weak enough, it is impossible to escape, so the first possibility is ruled out.

Then, only the latter two remain.