Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Wen Lan who hung up the phone was stunned for a few seconds—is Song Ci dead?

Then she regained her senses and immediately jumped up from the bed, first called the doctor she knew, then she went to the living room and kicked Ge You's cat lying on the sofa watching TV.

"Go, go, my nephew is coming, you go to the door to pick him up."

The cat reluctantly turned into a human form. It looked like a quirky little girl with a delicate and clear voice, "Your nephew?"

Wen Lan was distracted at the moment, so she responded a few times indiscriminately. Zhong Jiuli hung up the phone without saying a few words. From his tone, it seemed that something happened.

The little girl gave her a blank look, walked slowly towards the door, and only remembered after putting on her shoes, "What does your nephew look like?"

Wen Lan didn't raise her head, "The one who looks the most conspicuous."

After a while, the doorbell rang, and Wen Lan muttered, "So fast?"

As soon as the door opened, Zhong Jiuli walked in with Song Ci in his arms. He asked, "The room."

Wen Lan glanced at Song Ci in his arms, her face was pale and breathless, she was really dead, she thumped in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she looked at Zhong Jiuli's gloomy face again, and remained calm Walk ahead and lead the way.

Zhong Jiuli carefully placed Song Ci on the bed and asked, "When will the doctor come?"

Wen Lan said: "It should be soon, he lives nearby." After a pause, she asked, "Where is the kitten? Why didn't you come back with you?"

Zhong Jiuli leaned over and took off Song Ci's bloody clothes. The blood-soaked clothes were tightly attached to the wound. Zhong Jiuli's fingertips trembled slightly. He said, "Get a basin of water."

Wen Lan went to the bathroom as she said, and she didn't realize until she was receiving the water—why did she listen to him like that? !

However, when thinking of Song Ci lying on the bed silently, Wen Lan's heart softened again, and she thought of Gu Qing who had been for more than ten years.

The two of them don't know what luck is. The people they like are destined to die early.

Wen Lan fetched a basin of warm water, Zhong Jiuli wrung out the towel, and carefully and gently wiped off the blood on Song Ci's body.

At this time, the doorbell rang suddenly, the two looked at the same time, and Wen Lan got up to open the door.

The kitten and the doctor stood outside the door. Wen Lan turned sideways and let the two of them walk in. She asked curiously, "Why did you two come together?"

The kitten rolled her big eyes, "There is no one at the door, not even a ghost." Then, she glanced at the doctor and said, "Are you feeling unwell?" After a pause, she whispered: " Then you should go to the vet quickly."

The doctor held his glasses and said with a smile, "I'm a veterinarian."

The kitten froze for a moment, its eyes widened and its pupils stood up. Wen Lan patted her on the head, and said to the doctor, "He's in the room, go and have a look."

The doctor nodded and walked towards the bedroom.

Hearing that the person had arrived, the kitten looked over curiously, and then came back wagging its tail that could not be retracted.

No wonder Wen Lan wants to say that he is conspicuous, but it is difficult to think that this appearance is not conspicuous.

Although Zhong Jiuli was in the house, he was always listening to the movement outside the house. As soon as the doctor walked in, he immediately got up, "Please suture his wound." After a short pause, he whispered: "He's afraid It hurts, take it easy when you sew."

The doctor nodded and looked towards the bed, but was stunned.

——The person lying on the bed was obviously a dead person.

Even though Wen Lan had greeted him beforehand, the doctor still felt a little horrified when he saw this scene. Combined with the man's words just now, "He is afraid of pain, you should be gentle when sewing" is simply a reappearance of a horror movie.

The doctor swallowed his saliva, stepped forward with tools, and sewed up Song Ci's wound with trepidation.

After the last stitch, the doctor let out a long sigh of relief. He raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and warned: "During this period, be careful not to let the wound touch water, and try not to touch anything that is spicy, fishy or irritating to the wound." Eat—" Speaking of this, the doctor's voice paused, and then he remembered that this was a dead person. He suddenly lost his voice, and after a while, he stretched his neck and continued: "Half, half a month later, I will come and dismantle it for him. Wire."

Zhong Jiuli's cold voice sounded, "Thank you doctor."

The doctor didn't dare to say anything, he packed his things and ran out quickly.

Wen Lan turned to look at him when she heard the movement, and asked, "How is he?"

When this question was asked, both of them froze for a moment, and Wen Lan knew that she had asked a stupid question, so she got up and sent the doctor to the door.

After sending the doctor away, Wen Lan returned to the bedroom. She looked at Song Ci lying on the bed as if she had fallen asleep, and then shifted her gaze to Zhong Jiuli, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Zhong Jiuli told the whole story in a straightforward manner, including the secret of Song Ci's life experience, and there is no need to hide the matter until now.

Zhong Jiuli's tone was flat and calm, he hid all his emotions and fluctuations, he saw nothing in his eyes, as empty as a person who did not exist in the world.

He shut himself off.

Ke Wenlan could clearly see the great suppressed sadness in him, she seemed to hear Gu Qing begging in her ear, save my child, save him.

At this time, Zhong Jiuli's voice brought her back to reality, and he asked, "Where's the thing?"

Wen Lan snapped back to her senses, she raised her head to look at Zhong Jiuli, her usually bright mouth was tightly clasped like a shell.

After a while, she said with a complicated expression: "What will you do if you still can't save him?"

Zhong Jiuli replied almost without thinking: "Then find another way."

His tone was extremely calm, so calm that it was frightening.

Wen Lan frowned, with a troubled expression on her face, she asked: "Do you have to save him?"

Zhong Jiuli nodded, and said lightly, "Yes."

Hearing this, Wen Lan took a deep breath, she knew that even if she didn't give it to him, he would find a way to find it by himself.

He wanted to save Song Ci no matter what, even if he didn't hesitate to risk his own life.

She turned around and said, "Wait."

Not long after, Wen Lan came back again, with a palm-sized box in her hand, which was originally used to save her life, and there were only three of them in total.I gave Gu Qing one back then, and there are two left. Now I give Zhong Jiuli another one, and there is only one left.

She threw the box to Zhong Jiuli, "Find a way for him to eat it."

Forget it, just treat her as a debt to the two of them in her previous life.

Zhong Jiuli took the box, looked at Wen Lan fixedly, and thanked him earnestly.

Wen Lan turned her face away and left silently.

Zhong Jiuli opened the box, and there was a brightly colored bead the size of a thumb lying inside.

This thing was developed by mixing the flesh and blood of many extinct alien animals. In addition to curing all diseases, strengthening the foundation and cultivating the vitality, the most important thing is that it can preserve the immortality of the body.

Zhong Jiuli ground the thing into fine powder, poured it into water, and fed it into Song Ci's mouth spoon by spoon.

In the living room, there was a sudden knocking sound from the locked doors and windows.

Wen Lan thumped in her heart, suspecting that Ye Wenqing had sent someone to chase after her. She got up, looked carefully for the sound, and saw a fat sparrow the size of a palm beating the window with its beak.

Wen Lan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, she opened the window and let An Yan fly in.

An Yan turned into a human form as soon as he landed, and he said: "There are two more people waiting at the door, the security guards won't let them in, you go pick them up."

Wen Lan grabbed An Yan's collar by the back of his collar, and said gloomyly: "One or two of you, it's quite easy to order me around." As she spoke, she caught a glimpse of the things in An Yan's arms, and she muttered With a sound, he waved his hand out of sight and out of mind, "Go, go."

An Yan was free, and immediately rushed to the bedroom.

Wen Lan said to the kitten: "Someone is here, you go to the security room to see."

The kitten blinked its round eyes and stood up excitedly, "Go right away!"

On the way here, Zhong Jiuli asked An Yan to go back first, firstly to prepare what he needed, and secondly to bring Lin Chao here.

With Ye Wenqing's method, he was able to let him go so easily, there must be some important reason.

Ye Wenqing should have another move. In order to prevent it from happening, Zhong Jiuli asked An Yan to bring Lin Chao here as well.

Zhong Jiuli was indeed thoughtful. Not long after An Yan left with Lin Chao, someone came to the door, but they searched extensively and left.

An Yan brought all the things Zhong Jiuli needed, cinnabar yellow paper and brushes.

The treasures of Dinghun Pill and Wen Lan can only keep Song Ci's soul alive and immortal. If he wants to really revive Song Ci, there is only one way - to change his life.

Use his life for Song Ci's life.

After setting up the formation, Zhong Jiuli carried Song Ci into the formation. His body was still unwarmed and bitingly cold.Zhong Jiuli's eyes dimmed, and he adjusted Song Ci to a comfortable position. He looked up at An Yan, "I'll leave it to you later."

An Yan took a deep breath, puffed out her thin chest, and said affirmatively, "Yes!"

During the life-changing process, the souls of both parties will be very unstable, and there may be a lack of souls if they are not careful. At this time, a trustworthy person is needed to watch them from one side.

At this time, a few black clouds gathered in the calm night sky at some point, they stayed quietly above the building like watchmen, and a gust of wind blew by, but they couldn't blow them away.

A cold and excited light burst out of Zhong Jiuli's eyes. He looked at Song Ci fixedly, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen.

After a while, he slowly opened his tightly pursed lips and said softly, "It's started."

Suddenly, a strong wind started to blow outside the house, and the wind violently knocked on the window, as if it was about to smash it into pieces.

Wen Lan vaguely felt that the thunder was coming, but she didn't know why.