The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

Because of the cold, the younger boy couldn't help curling himself into the embrace behind him.

Shi Tou's face was no longer pale, there was a bright red from his cheeks to his forehead, he was panting quickly as if he was stranded, his forehead was furrowed, and he slept very restlessly.Qing Xiang's metacarpal just rubbed against his neck, and the temperature that came from it was terribly high.

"You have to pull him out to get a good check."

A man in a white coat took off his glasses.

Seeing Shi Tou's young age, the compassionate nurse reached out to hug him, but Qing Xiang's clothes were tightly gripped, and the force of his grip on the fabric was getting stronger. I tried to open my eyes, but my weak body couldn't lift it anyway.

"Ichiro...?"

The person in his arms was short of breath, and he struggled to squeeze out a sound, his voice was weak but anxious.

"……Where are you going?"

When Qing Xiang looked at half of his face that was restlessly sleeping, he wondered if he was having a nightmare.

There were three people in the team, and when the stove door was burned out, it was completely burned.Human beings are too fragile, and the same injury can be healed in a few minutes by a dog.

Qing sighed sadly.

Shi Tou's grip was too tight, and the nurse tried several times to no avail.

"Can you comfort your brother and let him let go?"

Both of them had black hair, Shi Tou still kept his eyes closed, such a trusting gesture made the nurse think that the two were brothers.

"Comfort...I also want him to let go."

Shi Tou became more unsteady when he couldn't get an answer, the hand holding the cloth became more and more forceful, his fingernails penetrated the wet cloth and wiped the wound on Qingxiang's lower abdomen, the latter forcibly suppressed to control his expression.

There was no other way, he had no choice but to lean closer to Shitou and call in his ear: "Shitusang, can you hear me? We have reached the hospital, let go of your hand to let the doctor treat you." Me too, my arm needs medicine in time.

'mulberry? After the nurse was surprised, she realized that she had guessed wrong.

But Shi Tou couldn't hear it. The normally inorganic youth like sapphire was shrunk in Qing Xiang's arms at this moment. Only at this time did he have the fragility of his original age, like the morning mist rising from the lake, and the sun will disappear without a trace. .

"Where are you going? Tell... we're... brothers... aren't we?"

He frowned and muttered, his unstoppable coughing couldn't wake him up.

The frail young man with a pale face and trembling can arouse people's empathy, at least Xuan Mi is anxious when staring at the bewildered one.

"Isn't this completely immersed in a dream?"

Xuan Mi pressed Shitou with his forehead, startled by the temperature.

"Can't you see a doctor in Yinzhu's arms? Use that one, the one on your neck, in short, let's reduce the fever first! The temperature is too dangerous!"

The doctor thought for a moment and agreed.He took off the stethoscope around his neck, and signaled Qing Xiang to resist when he pressed it.

"Did it fall into the water? How long have you been in the water?"

Qing Xiang raised his head to signal Xuan Mi, Xuan Mi at this time was surprisingly reliable.

"Not counting the time at the water's edge, it's less than 10 minutes."

"Less than twenty minutes?"

The doctor was surprised by the muscle mass of the arms and chest when he scanned it probingly, and the immature face of the latter.

"Generally young and with his physique, it won't develop into hypothermic shock after only soaking for 10 minutes. Was it because he was afraid of water before?"

Also, the amount of exercise at this age is also very unclear.

That's an indirect cause.

The direct cause was a three-hour battle with the winding five by myself.

Qing Xiang didn't answer, but instead approvingly rua's drenched forehead hair.

The fifth of the single-player straight-up, um, good seedling, he is indeed a genius.

No one answered questions, and the doctor stopped asking.

Hearing the faint sound of pneumonia in his subordinates, he turned around and told the nurse who came over.

"And you two, check it out too."

It was supposed to be checked by three people together, but the unconscious one was holding on to the other one tightly. After a simple examination of Moxi's head, there was nothing serious. In a few minutes, the doctor personally overturned the previous idea.

"Your hand! And your stomach! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

The doctor stared in horror, and the nurses behind him had already hurriedly started preparations, and the originally quiet emergency department fell into chaos.Xuan Mi held her head and was annoyed when she saw Shi Tou was in a coma for a moment and forgot to remind Qing Xiang that she also had an injury on her stomach.

In fact, the injury on the stomach should be considered a minor injury in the Ghost Slayer Squad Butterfly House.

Qing Xiang is a breath of flame user. Once there is sufficient oxygen and a peaceful environment, the body can warm up immediately, and colds and hypothermia are isolated from users of the breath of flame.Only the forearm injury is troublesome.

As a result, the police who had been waiting outside the door were kicked out by the doctor on the grounds that the patient needed rest. Even if they intended to summon Xuan Mi, who was slightly injured, they were turned away because of the ban on being a 'minor'.For some reason, the police outside the door never said the word "Ghost Killing Squad" to force their way in.

When the doctor intends to separate Qing Xiang from Shi Tou, the latter will not let go anyway, which makes everyone feel embarrassed. The shock caused by hypothermia is quite dangerous, and Qing Xiang must also be disinfected and given medicine. He gave Xuan Mi a look.

'Is the ghost still there? '

It was obviously just a look, but Xuan Mi understood it strangely.

'Another point. '

Qing Xiang revealed the piece of fabric she was holding when she pulled it away.

'Draw. '

Ghost Slayer uniforms are invulnerable except for the ghost's body or weapon.

Xuan Mi looked at his sharp nails that hadn't faded, and then at the frowning doctors and nurses around him, unable to think, he stepped forward in silence and tore apart the fabric like cutting tofu, and got the nurse's attention to personal health!Look at your nails are black! 'A half-hour reprimand.

"Actually, it's completely unnecessary..."

Qing Xiang stared at his stomach, which was wrapped in big circles and small circles, and sighed.

Physiological resistance made Qing Xiang carefully check the medicine brought by the nurse several times, and the latter, infected by worry, scolded her head and face.

Somewhere in a hospital room, a group of doctors are debating a tricky treatment plan for the misaligned bones in Qingxiang's right arm.

The situation is much better than Qingxiang expected.Although the police station is still silent until now, it is better to get medical treatment than to spend effort to escape from the police station under serious illness.

Especially for Shi Tou, if it hadn't been rescued, the worsening pneumonia might damage the lungs, which the breathing swordsman regards as his second heart, and his vitality will be severely damaged from then on.Now he is sleeping peacefully in Qingxiang's next bed, his breathing is steady, and his brows are relaxed.Qing Xiang didn't sleep all night, and occasionally heard a few rambling words overflowing from the former's mouth: "Brother...Mom..."

The morning sun by the sea is very bright, shining through the thin white gauze on the corner of the quilt.

With a sound of 'ding bell', a Mohawk's head came out from behind the door. Seeing Qing Xiang staring at him speechlessly, Xuan Mi crept into the room with a bag of breakfast in his hand.

"Is Xiazhu still awake?"

"Ah."

Qing Xiang reached out to take the breakfast bag, scanned it roughly, smelled it, and put it on the bedside table after making sure there was nothing wrong.

"Have you made contact with Tanjirou?"

"We got in touch. The doctor, the foreigner, and the little girl Xiazhu found. Zaomen took them to the village next to Xiangshou City. Don't you want to have breakfast?"

"I don't have the habit of eating breakfast. When Tou-san wakes up, give it to him, and we will leave after a little energy replenishment. I will go find Tanjiro, and you will escort Tou-san to the headquarters."

"what?"

Xuan Mi was taken aback.

"Leave in a while, in a while?"

He thought that Yin Zhu would wait for the two of them to recover before leaving after being injured like this.

Qing Xiang's complexion did not change.

"My injury is fine, so I went to find Tanjiro. Tokito-san's fever subsides and there should be no serious danger. I can hand it over to Lord Butterfly later. The information on the blue Higan flower is a serious matter. Someone must go back and report it to Lord Master as soon as possible."

"What about you?"

But Xuan Mi was reluctant, he had seen Qing Xiang's arms and lower abdomen were bloody and bloody, and he just rested for a night, even the breathing method user did not have such a recovery speed.

"Do you still want to continue the mission?"

"Of course."

Qing Xiang turned against the general, but looked at Xuan Mi in surprise.

"The fifth of the first string is not dead, the revenge of the massacre of the village has not been avenged, and Tanjiro is still waiting for each other, leaving a whole mess unresolved. Do you think the mission is over?"

"..."

Xuan Mi's mood is a bit complicated.

After experiencing the turmoil last night, he subconsciously thought that the situation should be over. Walking in the crowded streets in the early morning, his heart was indeed full of relief at that time.

He whispered to himself, his voice was inaudible, "Is this... the pillar?"

Qing Xiang squinted at him.

Does this child have some obsession with Cheng Zhu?

But so was he.

"...By the way, Yin Zhu, when I came, someone asked me to deliver a letter to you."

Xuan Mi remembered the gentle man on the road just now, lifted his spirits, and handed the envelope in his arms to Qing Xiang.

"He said he wanted to hand it over to you, but he didn't even know your name, so he called you Ichiro."

The top of the handed-in envelope was properly glued, the background color was crescent white, and there was no other logo.

'Ichiro' is probably the name he got from the hospital. Last night, Tou kept calling Qing Xiang 'Yi Lang'. Someone asked Qing Xiang's name in the chaos of war. If it caused any trouble, he simply acquiesced in calling him Ichiro, while Genmi kept calling him 'Hidden Pillar' and 'Hidden Pillar'.

Qing Xiang checked the envelope over and over again, carefully looking at it.

"Did he leave his name?"

"He calls himself Gongqian, and only has a surname."

Qing Xiang almost threw the envelope away, he looked up at Xuan Mi's blank expression.

"You, don't you know anything?"

Qing Xiang's strangeness made Xuan Mi nervous. He finally remembered the rumors that the Ghost Slayer Squad was being restrained everywhere in Sawaguchi, and wanted to go to the envelope to check it carefully, but the former raised his hand and dodged it.

"What's the matter, is he someone who doesn't deal with the Ghost Killing Squad? What does he want?" Is it a bastard who looks gentle? !

"There is no conclusion yet."

It is indeed related to the Demon Slayer Squad, but it is not the focus of Aoxiang. Perhaps the content should be handed over to Ubuyashiki.

"In short, put me here, and it will be resolved later."

If the 'flower' in the doctor's place is really 'cyan flower'.

Then everything about the Ghost Slayer Squad is no longer Qing Xiang's concern.

Shi Tou woke up very late.

The young man who opened his eyes hazily looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness. First, he glanced around the ward slowly. sat up from the bed.

"Shi Tousang, wake up—"

"Good morning……"

The sleeves of the hospital gown drooped from his wrists, and he rubbed his sleepy eyes with his white wrists. The young boy with messy black hair wobbled and yawned, with rational tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.

The murmur was still nasal, not to mention that it was exactly the same as the original sapphire-like inorganic voice, it could only be said that it had nothing to do with it.

"... yes."

Qing Xiang forcefully squeezed out the last word.

Xuan Mi forcibly stopped her approaching steps.