Intertwined Destinies of Bonds

Chapter 130 Two, Zong Junchen

The squad leader walked into the operating room, closed the door casually, and then glanced around, looking at the sleepy Nangongyu and the unconscious Yuchigong, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhuoyou, and asked, "If I didn't guess If you are wrong, you are the doctor here, right?"

"What's the matter?" Zhuoyou sniffed, his tone still not very good, but where did the smell of perfume come from?

Lin Qingyuan and Hao Chenxi glanced at each other, took two steps back, held their breath and watched the class leader walk toward Excellence.

The squad leader stood between Nangong Yu and Yu Chigong's hospital beds, and a strong smell of perfume rushed straight into Zhuo Liang's brain. Zhuo Zhuo was almost fainted. He quickly covered his nose, sneezed, and cursed inwardly, "Damn, squad leader." Did you fall into the perfume vat and dare to go out after spraying yourself like this?Aren't you afraid that people will be smoked to death halfway and you will get into trouble? !

The squad leader didn't answer Zhuo Zhuo's question, and looked at Nangongyu's hospital bed again, seeing the face of the person on the hospital bed clearly, his face suddenly became serious, he walked a few steps, bent down, and gently stroked Nangongyu's back , looked at him with concern for a few seconds, then stood up suddenly and asked, "Are you friends of Nangong Yu? How is Nangong Yu now? Isn't it him who needs a blood transfusion?"

Zhuo Liang was taken aback by his question: "Do you know Nangong Yu?"

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself," the monitor immediately put away the seriousness on his face, and explained politely, "I am Jinshu's classmate, my name is Zong Junchen, and I met Nangong Yu when he came to our school. He met him a few times, so we got to know each other, and judging by Nangong Yu's situation, it's not him who needs a blood transfusion, right?"

Zhuoyou shook his head sadly: "Little Lieutenant has given him a blood transfusion, and now his condition is stable. If you came to see him, you can go back with confidence."

"So, is this the one who needs a blood transfusion?" Zong Junchen looked at Yu Chigong and asked.

Hao Chenxi rolled her eyes, and interjected impatiently: "Isn't this obvious? Look at the blood exchange machine on the wall, it should know who needs a blood transfusion, why not ask?"

"Chenxi!" Zhuozhuo glared at her.

"Cut!" Hao Chenxi turned his face away in disbelief, pouted his lips high, and stopped talking.

Zong Junchen looked at Hao Chenxi, then at the blood exchange instrument on the wall, rolled up his sleeves and said to Zhuoyou, "I'm here to give blood transfusions to people who need type A blood. If this is the person who needs blood transfusion, then Hurry up, I think his face is very bad."

"Ah?" Excellence was stunned, "How do you know he needs type A blood?"

"A crazy old man who claimed to be my father told me that he asked me to come here immediately to donate blood to someone who needs type A blood. He also said that if I don't donate blood to that person, that person will definitely die." Zong Junchen [-] Ten replied.

Zhuoyou was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Son, you have read too many fairy tales. I am giving Xiaowei a blood transfusion. I also have type A blood. He just lost a little more blood. How could he die? You Go back to school and go to class, don't listen to others fooling around."

"But, your blood can't be transfused." Zong Junchen pointed to the blood exchange device on the wall to remind Zhuo Zhuo. Zhuo Liang was dumbfounded when he saw it. His blood could still be transfused at the beginning, why is there not a single drop of it now?

This must be something wrong with the instrument!

Zhuo Zhuo raised his fist and knocked the instrument loudly, but the drop of blood was still hanging on the top of the dripping pot, refusing to fall down.

"Doctor, don't hesitate anymore, use mine, his skin is starting to get cold." Zong Junchen worriedly touched Yu Chigong's small face.

"Aren't you worried about your own safety?" Zhuoyue turned his head with an unusually serious expression, "Xiao Wei became like this because of the blood transfusion for Nangongyu."

"I'll be fine." Zong Junchen was extremely firm.

"Zhao Zhuo, let him try it. If he is afraid of danger, why not just pull out the needle?" Lin Qingyuan suggested that Yu Chigong's skin was really cold when he touched it.Zhuoyou's blood couldn't be transfused, and he himself was not type A blood. Now Zong Junchen suddenly appeared to donate blood. No matter what his purpose was, this was their last hope——

The moon shuttled through the black clouds, the ground was bright and sometimes dark, and the cold wind whizzed and blew people's cheeks. Nangong Yu kept looking back while pulling Yu Chi Gong to run.

Yu Chigong was dressed in a silver-white ancient attire, and he was out of breath from running.

"Brick, run!"

In the darkness, a white shadow rushed towards them. Yu Chigong suddenly tripped over his clothes and fell to the ground. Nangong Yu immediately picked him up and ran forward.

Passing through a forest, crossing a small bridge, and running, the road ahead became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, they came to a cliff. It turned out that the light was an unfathomable white mist under the cliff.

Nangong Yu immediately turned around, hugged Yu Chigong and looked around anxiously, the white shadow quickly gathered from all around, turning into a series of human figures that seemed to exist and surrounded him.

"Dongyue, you have nowhere to escape, quickly hand over the Great Emperor Xiyue to me, the Lord God will save you from death!"

A thunderous sound came from all directions, shaking people's ears sorely.

Nangong Yu ignored the man's words, hugged Yu Chigong tightly, seized the right moment, and quickly rushed along the edge of the cliff to the gap in the human-shaped wall.

With a sound of "Hula", the soil on the cliff collapsed, Nangong Yu stepped on the ground, and fell off the cliff together with Yu Chigong.

"what!"

Nangong Yu stretched out his hand to grab the air, and rolled down to the floor with a "boom". He opened his eyes and saw that it was just a dream.

"What happened?"

There was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and a strong smell of rice noodles rushed towards her face. Nangong Yu sat up quickly and looked up, and saw Zhuo Zhuo and Lin Qingyuan hastily surrounded her.

"Nangong Yu, are you awake?"

"how do you feel?"

"Are there any discomforts?"

"Does your back still hurt?"

Zhuo Zhuo asked a lot of questions in one breath, and the smell of rice in his mouth made Nangong Yu almost faint. Before Nangong Yu could answer a word, he gave Nangong Yu a big hug with his eyes shining. Then he held his face in his hands and kissed him twice, leaving two oily lip marks on his cheeks.

"Oh, that's great. I thought you'd never wake up. This is a blessing in misfortune! You don't know, when I saw you covered in blood at noon, my heart was scared It's going to be plopping, it's almost jumping out."

Lin Qingyuan covered her mouth and chuckled, thinking that Zhuo Zhuo's face has changed so quickly, why did you put an extra spoonful of chili soup in the rice noodles just now and made your old face look like a pig's liver, Nangong Yuyi When you wake up, you will be so happy that you don't know where things are going.

"Where is Brick? Is he okay?" Nangong Yu silently wiped off the oil on his face, slowly helped the bed to stand up, and looked around for Yu Chigong.

"Isn't this Brick?" Zhuo Zhuo stood up and sat down on Yuchigong's bed, gently lifted the quilt that almost covered his head and said to Nangongyu, "Thanks to Brick, otherwise your life would be really hanging , to catch up with the auspicious day, you have to cook a Manchu banquet to thank them, and take me along with you..."

"brick."

Nangongyu leaned down, touched Yuchigong's small face, felt his warmth, and finally calmed down, he looked at the watch on the wall, tucked Yuchigong up, and asked Zhuoyou strangely, "What's wrong with Brick? Going to bed at eight o'clock now?"

"Yo, what I said just now is in vain, you always didn't listen to a word, well, I won't say anything, I'd better go eat my spicy rice noodles. As soon as Zhuoyue turned around, he ran towards his unfinished meal angrily.

Nangong Yu looked at the back of him leaving angrily, and was at a loss. When did Zhuo Zhuo lose his temper like a child?