The Blood Hourglass

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I didn't want to return to his arms, but returned to his arms. For me at this time, it is the safest and most dangerous place. He looked up at his perfect cold face, frowned slightly, and the red eyes behind his glasses, just like looking at a glamorous painting without change. As he rushed, the sky gradually darkened, but when the sun went down to the west, we had reached the small town of Terra, a town famous for eating.

"Wake up!" He shook me in his hands. Half-asleep and half-awake, I had forgotten the pain and pain in my shoulder.

"Hmm..." I slowly opened my eyes and looked vaguely at the surrounding buildings and pedestrians, "Are there?"

"Well, I'll take you to see the healer." As he said, he ignored the crowds of pedestrians around him, and he just teleported. The place where he stopped was already at the end of this small street. The weapon shop in the blood capital is similar, the small black door is open, but the inside is also black, and nothing can be seen. And he didn't even look at it, and walked in with me in his arms.

"Where is this?" I asked curiously, looking at the darkness around me.

"Medical Hall." He turned right and left, and finally went upstairs and went directly to the first room on the second floor.

There was a small dim light in the room, and a small stove. Although it was this kind of weather, the stove was actually burning. There was a small white bed in the center of the room, and there was a pair of tables and chairs next to the bed. There was a person in front of Shi's desk, looking down at what was in his hands, I couldn't see the light clearly.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with you?" He didn't look up, as if he knew exactly who came.

"It's not me, it's her." Saffrot said and put me on the white bed.

"She?" Celtic couldn't help but raised his head. "Who is she? Could it be you..."

"The master asked me to bring it back." Saffron nodded and responded.

"It's her?" Celtic's face immediately curled up with a big smile, "Is this the girl the patriarch asked you to bring back?"

"Yes." When Saffrot saw Celtic stepping forward, he naturally stepped aside and gave him the position of one hand. "But she was hurt a bit, and the wound opened just now. Please help her. Treat it."

"This...Gunshot wound?" Celtic stepped forward and found the problem after checking. "How could it be a gunshot wound?"

"Humans use this weapon." Saferott replied briefly.

"Oh! Let me check if the wound is really open." The healer tore open my sleeve and unwrapped the wound so that the wound was completely exposed in front of him.

"Oh! What a powerful bullet!" Celtic sighed and turned to get the medical equipment. Saferot took a look at me, "Is she okay?"

"No, but the wound from this bullet does not heal easily, and it will cause repeated pain." The healer replied with his back to us.

"Then is there any way to make her healthy as soon as possible, and I will take her to see the master."

"Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with me. When I treat the wound, you can take her to see the patriarch. She hurts her shoulder. It's no big deal. You can't die." As a healer, Celtic Shao A kind of kindness for the sake of the wounded, but more understanding of death.

"But she shed a lot of blood and is too weak." Saferot seemed to disagree with him.

"She doesn't walk with her feet anyway." As a result, Celtic turned around and smiled evilly. When facing Redicross, he would never show this look, but he got along with Saffrot so much. After a long time, seeing that Saferot is so concerned about a girl, he will naturally think in a different way.

"But if the master keeps her, I will naturally not be by her side." Saferot didn't smile at all, his brows kept moving.

"Don't worry, even if you give her to the patriarch, the patriarch will give her to me." Celtic knew it well.

"Because of her injury?" Saffrott guessed, holding a porcelain tray for Celtic with some commonly used medical tools, standing next to me.

"Even if she is not injured, it is impossible to let her live in the dark space." He said that some powder was scattered on my wound, and it was cold and very comfortable.

"Why?" Saferot was puzzled.

"Because she is still a human being, she must live in the Dark Zone, unless she becomes a member of the Night Clan and becomes a Night Clan warrior just like you." Celtic said and put another layer on my wound. The cream, black, with a strange scent, dizzy with the smell, I frowned and stroked my face.

"Yeah." Saffron nodded, seeing that the healer was already redressing the wound for me, and asked curiously, "Is this all right?"

"Well, you can take her to the patriarch right away." Celt raised his head and smiled at him. Now Safrot is no longer an experimental subject to him, but a living companion, perhaps because He has his own language and thinking, perhaps because he saved his life in the last conflict, "but..."

"what?"

"Do you want her to meet with the patriarch?" Saferot followed Celtic's gaze and landed on my bare snow-colored jade shoulders.

"This is my business." Saffrot gave him a cold look, picked me up and walked outside.

"You just left?" Celtic asked with a smile.

"Thanks!" Saferot did not stop, but left these two words.

"Well, it's almost the same." Celtic watched Saffrot holding the girl and left, looking at such a back, he just felt very comforted in his heart, at least such Saffrot seemed like a living being. , Maybe in his life, it would be a good thing to have a girl join. Seeing his nervousness about her, Celtic has secretly believed that Saffrot is unusual for this girl.

With a smile, Celtic turned around and picked up his own utensils, as well as the bandage removed from the girl, but seeing the blood on the bandage, he couldn't help but wonder.

"How is it possible?" He picked up the **** bandage and looked in front of him, then sniffed it with his nose. "This is obviously her blood, how could it be?"

"Celtic healer, Celtic healer? Are you there?" someone downstairs suddenly called.

"I'm here, please wait a moment, I'll come down right away!" There was a human visit downstairs. He had to put down his strange bandage, washed his hands, turned and walked towards the door, before leaving the house, he turned his head and glanced at it. Pile of bandages.

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