[Zhongyingmei] I continue for 1 second for myself

Janna, who failed to show up in the morning training, caught Master Lan's attention.

The oriental mage, upon entering her room, noticed something very wrong with their archmage.

She was lying on the bed with a pale face, and looked at her with frowning, obviously something was wrong.

"Master Belle, how are you doing?"

Lan approached and found that Master Belle was short of breath, her hands were cold, and her palms were full of cold sweat.

"I..." Janna knew that this body was about to fail, and she had to make up a reasonable excuse for this sudden pre-death sign, "I didn't sleep all night, maybe my body didn't recover." The truth is, She fell asleep on a book about spirit bodies before midnight last night.

Then she heard the usually steady female mage rushing out in a hurry, and she didn't forget to shout: "It's not good, mage Belle fell ill after staying up late reading books!"

Janna: "...wait a minute." Don't be ridiculous, she's not, she's not.

It is false to stay up late to read, but it is true that the body cannot hold on.

The pain spread from her chest to her limbs, as if someone had used a sharp object to ruthlessly penetrate her body and pull it out along the wound.

But just looking at the appearance, there is no broken wound or blood.

As soon as Master Lan left, Janna shifted her gaze to Osiris, who had been standing aside since she opened her eyes.

He didn't take off his robe and cap today, and his whole body was covered in a pitch-black cloak. The mouth of the cap was like an endless black hole, and the bright light in the room could not penetrate at all.

"Osiris..." Janna's voice was soft and deep because of weakness and pain.

This was the first time she tried to call this name after waking up, and he stood there, as if he couldn't hear him, and didn't say a word.

Because of her repeated deceit, he was angry.

That was the only reason Janna could think of.

Although she couldn't see his face, she knew he must be looking at her.

"Osiris, I'm so uncomfortable." She faced the ceiling and whispered to him, "Why is it so uncomfortable this time?"

He still didn't respond, this feeling... like a dedicated soul harvester, waiting for the time of this body to come to an end without interfering.

Master Lan has not returned yet, and Janna is extremely thirsty at this moment, no matter how many times she licks her lips, there is no way to relieve the dryness.

She wanted to drink water, but the glass was on the table a few steps away, and her shoes were on the other side of the bed.She had no choice but to slide her feet off the edge of the bed, stepped on the cold floor and sat up. In an instant, there was a roar in her head, like a percussion drill stimulating her brain.

She waited for a few seconds until the dizziness subsided before moving. Every time she took a step, she felt her body was light.

She glanced again at Osiris, who was closer to her, but he still didn't move.

That's right, as the god of death, he has seen all the tragic states before death, so how could he feel sympathy or other feelings because of her unsteady steps.

Sometimes it is more unacceptable to treat someone like a passerby than to point and scold them.

He was really angry.

Janna reached for the cup and realized it was empty.She tried to pour some into it from the kettle next to her, but she lost her hand and spilled it all over the table.

She knew that all of this had been seen by the people next to her, she bit her lip, poured another glass and swallowed slowly.

She stood there weakly, with one arm supporting the table shaking non-stop.

But Jana swears that although she has acted in front of him countless times to win sympathy, this time, it is true.

Knowing that Osiris, who watched coldly from the sidelines, fits the persona of the god of death, Janna still felt inexplicably wronged.

If it was before, he would definitely ask her with a smirk, where she wants to go this time.

Then she pretended to be innocent and turned back.

It's a pity that there is no such scenario and operation now.

The sound of her drinking water could be heard clearly and quietly throughout the room.

After drinking a glass of water, the body is even colder.

She put down the water glass and went back the same way, her sore and weak calf softened, and then threw herself on the side of the bed.

"..." Janna felt that she was being contrived, but this was all her true colors, and she felt very helpless when her body suddenly became so poor.

Obviously she knocked Strange to the ground twice yesterday, but today she has already started to fall on the ground.

Janna couldn't help herself to look at Osiris again, her face was pale now, coupled with the pain all over her body, her brows were furrowed into a ball.

Probably the London Temple couldn't find a more wretched figure at this time than she looked.

"Do you think I'm still acting?" Janna muttered while enduring the pain.

She regarded his silence as tacit consent, and her voice became more depressed, "I really didn't this time... You can clearly see how bad this body is."

It was a very soft sigh, so low that Janna thought she was hallucinating because of tinnitus.

Then she saw the lower end of Osiris' robe move, and Osiris moved.

"Mage Belle?"

The door of Janna's room was pushed open again, Strange appeared at the door, and Lan stood behind him with an anxious expression.

"What's the matter with you?" He heard the news from Lan that Belle was sick in New York, no matter as a doctor or as her teacher, he chose to rush over immediately.

Just in time to see her half body lying on the edge of the bed and kneeling beside the bed, he suddenly felt a little bad.

Janna climbed onto the bed with difficulty, and got into the bed again, "It's okay... I accidentally fell."

When she looked around again, Osiris had leaned back against the wall, as if the movement just now was her illusion.

But Janna deceived Lan, but she couldn't deceive Strange. He is a mage, but he is a doctor first.

He checked her physical condition, "shortness of breath, unbalanced heart rhythm, cold sweat, low body temperature, do you still feel dizzy, weak and cold?"

Every time he uttered a word, Strange himself was confused.She was normal yesterday, but this night, her whole body seemed to have been drained of a large bucket of blood suddenly, and her ischemic symptoms were severe.Of course, the possibility of other diseases cannot be ruled out without further persistence.

"Master Lan, call an ambulance." He made a quick decision.

"I just..." Janna still wanted to explain her state.

"You're just not far from death! I'm a doctor, and I know your physical condition better than you." Strange retorted her back.

Janna's breath became more and more urgent, and once she gasped for breath, she would inevitably faint again.

Strange knew that her condition was getting worse and she could not wait for an ambulance.

The superiority of the mage is reflected at this moment.

In just one minute, Janna appeared on a stretcher from London, England, on a stretcher in the hospital where Strange had worked in New York, USA.

She was carried by Strange through the portal created by the ring, across the Atlantic Ocean in seconds, spanning 3700 miles.

The doctors and nurses in the hospital all knew this medical expert and gave way to him one after another.

He took her straight to the operating room.

The doctors stepped up to surround him, but they didn't know where to start.

"Arrhythmia, it feels like hemorrhagic near-shock, but there is no wound."

"Give her a test as soon as possible and connect her to a ventilator. Her vital signs are getting weaker and weaker."

"Damn it, there is a lot of ischemia in her body, and the supply of blood cells is insufficient."

Janna's eyes were open, her mind was still awake, and she could clearly hear the conversations of the doctors.

She remembered now that Janna Belle had blood all over her clothes when she first took over her body.She died of excessive blood loss.

The doctors came and went by the operating table, she glanced sideways, and saw Osiris again in the gap.

I don't know if he followed here, or changed another body.At this time, he was also standing in the corner of the operating room, waiting.

A ray of light swept across her eyes, and her head was straightened.

"Her pupils are dilating, perform CPR!"

"Jana Belle!" She heard Strange's voice, clearly beside her, but seemed far away, "Look at me, don't close your eyes!"

It was so painful that she opened her mouth but couldn't respond to him.

Suddenly, a force poured in from one side, and her soul was pushed out of her body.

The soul that also left the body, and Strange on the side.

All the pain is gone, but the body on the operating table is still being rescued.

"Doctor Strange?" She looked at him, who was also floating in the air, with a puzzled expression.

But Strange was even more astonished at this time. His original purpose was to alleviate her pain and at the same time understand the symptoms from her mouth, but after implementing it, he found that Janna Belle's spirit body was not the same as her body's own appearance. no the same.

"Who are you?" He looked at her in disbelief.

"Teacher, I am Janna, the mage of the London Temple." Janna smiled helplessly.

Strange looked at the body on the operating table, then at the spirit body in front of him, and suddenly looked a little angry, "You occupied her body?"

So is this the reason for her sudden critical illness?

Janna turned her gaze, and she saw Osiris's robe facing the top of Belle's body, the direction she was in.

And her teacher, seeing her students getting into trouble for no reason, naturally pointed the finger at this completely different spirit body.

Janna knew that if she didn't explain anything, she might be treated as an evil spirit and get rid of it.

"Gana Belle died a long time ago..." she said, "Jana Belle died from the battle against Iker Casillas in the London Temple."

Strange still had doubts, "Then who are you?"

The operating room was brightly lit, and two translucent spirit bodies were talking to each other above the operating table.

As for the faint red line on the physical sign monitor, the struggle was getting weaker and weaker.

"My name is Janna too." She was about to leave, and there was no need to hide anything. "A soul from another world came to help this poor body live a few more days."

Strange suddenly understood why, as a mage, she looked like a novice in the face of those basic spells, and why she used abilities he had never seen before.

"But you still have to..." He felt a little wrong when he said this, and changed his words again, "Belle is still going to die."

"I know." Janna's hand touched the pale face on the operating table, and she passed through, "I'm sorry."

Strange suddenly felt that it was useless to do anything now.

Just like the Ancient One mage back then, no matter whether he is the supreme venerable or not, he is powerless to return to heaven.

"I sent away my teacher, and now I have to send away my students." Strange twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, "A certain sinner who longed for eternal life from the power of darkness told me that human beings should get rid of The shackles of time, time and death are a disgrace to human beings, I refuted him at that time, and told him that the world should be guarded by the Supreme One, and the result..."

As a result, he couldn't even protect the people and students around him.

"Get rid of time, get rid of death..." These two words were too familiar to Janna.

In a sense, she controls time, and indeed, after experiencing the death of one body after another, her soul still exists in this world.

"But I never think that time and death are shameful, only those who delusional use their limited life to do some stupid things think so. If you are the only eternal life, watching people around you leave you one by one, from the very beginning From the pain to the final numbness, living will be more painful than dying." Janna said, "Don't worry, I am different from Master Ancient One."

The soul of Master Ancient One has come to an end, but she still has a body waiting for her.

Then she heard the doctor's words: "I'm almost unresponsive, and my brain activity has also weakened."

"Thank you for your consideration and teaching during this time, Dr. Strange, I have also learned a little magic. Don't be sad, this is not considered death for me, and we will meet again." Janna's smile was no longer pale Powerless, fresh and agile.

She found that Strange is really suitable to be the guardian of this world. Compared with eliminating evil mages, he is first of all a doctor who considers human beings.

The line on the life monitoring machine became more and more flat, and the machine let out a piercing scream, indicating that all the vital signs of this body would disappear.

The closer to death, the more sensitive people's perception of time becomes.

She saw the doctors at the operating table slow down a little bit, and the world seemed to become silent in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, she saw Osiris walking towards her step by step. He seemed to break free from the shackles of time along with her.

Are there times when even time cannot bind death?

She heard the "goodbye" that Strange struggled for a long time, and also saw the scythe waved by Osiris.

And just when there was no more ups and downs in the electrocardiogram, her soul disappeared out of thin air.