"Master, I forgot." The system's robot handed Yan Wu a small bottle of potion that had been configured: "It will be better if he drinks this."

Finally, I realized that Yan Wu was not in a good mood and added: "Master, although I have been sealed with many memories, there is one thing I have not forgotten. Master, you are the best and smart person in the world. Since you want to do something, it must be a bit reasonable."

Yan Wu:... She was a little embarrassed by this flattery.

She didn't think she was a smart and powerful person.

However, ants on earth are drifting with the flow.

Jiang Xingzhi didn't expect Yan Wu to go back.

He had already started to clean up and prepare, and planned to leave the place. He had many things to deal with, and he had no intention of staying alone in this lonely ward without her.

When the door was opened again, he only thought that Song Lang was coming in, and asked subconsciously: "How is it?"

But when I looked up, what I saw was Yan Wu.

He was stunned and motionless.

The despair and pain in the dream that seemed to destroy the world were wrapped around him like a tide in the next moment.

He had already restrained himself very well.

As before, I keep hypnotizing and controlling myself.

All the emotions brought to him in the dream were suppressed by him and not revealed at all.

But when he looked up at Yan Wu, he felt like a dam washed down by a flood, and he was no longer able to control it.

Yan Wu only thought he was asking him, so he immediately raised his hand and shook it at him: "It's much better, look, my fingers can move."

In order to prevent others from questioning her wound, she still wrapped a thick layer of gauze on her wrist.

Jiang Xingzhi saw her smile.

The smile was like a ray of bright sunshine in the dark sky, shining through the thick black clouds on his body.

It made him instantly withdraw from those desperate and dead emotions.

He stared at her fingers in surprise.

He knew that her friend was very powerful, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful.

This was already judged by the doctors that the doctors had broken hands, whose chance of getting the right was less than one or two percent, and was actually picked up by her so-called friend so quickly?

This so-called friend is much more powerful than him.

I guess when she blocked the bullet for him, the blood hole in her palm was also cured by this friend.

Jiang Xingzhi put away the sour emotions that surged in his heart instantly and asked her: "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Wu shook his head and walked briskly to Jiang Xingzhi's bedside.

Jiang Xingzhi was half-sitting, and he seemed to be holding a paper like a drawing in his hand, probably studying it.

Yan Wu handed him the Chinese medicine bottle: "Drink this."

Although Jiang Xingzhi was confused, he did not resist. He took the medicine bottle and unscrewed it and drank it in one breath.

This time, Huan Yanwu widened his eyes in surprise: "You, why didn't you ask me what I gave you to drink, just drink it in one sip? Aren't you afraid it's poison?"

The potion is extremely bitter when it enters the mouth. After it flows into the throat, every place it passes through is extremely bitter.

But he didn't show any signs of it. Hearing this, he asked her: "Will you give me poison?"

"Of course not." Yan Wu immediately reacted: "Although I am just making an example, it's not okay to just drink it in one sip without asking. You always ask me what kind of potion it is. You need to drink it in one breath, or a few more breaths."

Jiang Xingzhi did not answer.
Chapter completed!