Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 213 Picking up a primary school bully (30)

After wasting such a long time, the wound on Xie Manhan's arm had stopped bleeding at some point.

The boy signed with a pen, as if he didn't feel any pain.

The morning dew was slightly chilly, Qing Zhou found a piece of clothing, put it on Xie Manghan's body, and slowly stood beside him, staring at his still bloody arm.

Xie Manghan straightened up after signing, and looked at Qing Zhou with a smile on his face: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Qingzhou carried the special cage provided by the Alliance of Celestial Masters, and the unconscious evil creature was locked inside. The little ball of light was not near it, but quietly stayed in her body.

Qing Zhou could feel the little ball of light exuding resentment like a child.

It really hates this evil breath.
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After Xie Manghan signed the papers, he was instructed by the people of the alliance, and then he turned and walked out of the village. He walked beside Qingzhou, chatting with each other, with a natural tone.

Qing Zhou asked a question that he had always wanted to ask: "Does your wound not hurt?"

Xie Manghan paused with a smile: "...it hurts a little," he said silently for a few seconds, and then said again, "I'm naturally less sensitive to pain than others, sometimes... it's actually not that painful."

Just like the moment of crisis just now, he hardly noticed that he was injured here.

Naturally feel less pain than others.

This is also one of the reasons why he was called a monster when he was a child. Those children hit him with stones until his head was bleeding. He didn't cry, and even looked at those children with a smile.

When he was a child, he only knew that smiling was a way of expressing friendliness, thinking that these insignificant pains were playing with him.

When I grew up, I suddenly realized that he was always different from others, and he was truly different.

The young man's eyes were a little sad, he didn't speak, and the soul beside him was also very silent. After a while, a cold hand covered his wound.

"Go bandage."

Ok?
Xie Manghan blinked slightly, glanced at her and said with a smile: "I don't feel any pain, there are still so many injured celestial masters over there, let them come first."

"No pain doesn't mean the wound doesn't exist."

Qing Zhou turned around and left without saying a word. She walked back to the village under Xie Manghan's suspicious and hesitant eyes, and then came out holding a doctor's arm.

The doctor is a professional doctor of the Celestial Masters Alliance, and has long been aware of the existence of the soul body. At this moment, he is not afraid, but frowned and said: "What are you doing! There are still people on my side who haven't bandaged it!"

"Priority, bandage his first."

Qingzhou's tone was cold, and he pointed to Xie Manghan who was standing there, slightly stiff and dazed.

The doctor took a few steps forward helplessly. Although she felt that the soul body was unreasonable and careless, it was difficult for him to say anything in front of the patient. He just took the clothes off Xie Manhan's body, and then——

He saw the bloody wound on Xie Manhan's arm.

"You...you are so injured! Why don't you ask me to bandage it!"

Half of Xie Manghan's arm was covered in blood, and a long gash almost ran through his entire upper arm. The wound was horrific. It didn't look like it was scratched by a sharp weapon, but more like it was worn out by something.

Xie Manghan smiled subconsciously. After meeting Shang Qingzhou's eyes, he felt a little guilty for some reason. He withdrew his smile and said, "It's all skin trauma. It's the same when I bandage myself after I go back."

His tone was relaxed, and he should have done this many times.

(End of this chapter)