Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

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The sunny sky in the morning was so blue that it looked transparent, and it was as clean as if there was no garbage.

The warm sunshine above the head fell, and even God couldn't help but doze off.

In the white room, the liquid from the infusion tube dripped into the drip pot, making a slight "ticking" sound, and the lines on the ECG monitor were also beating rhythmically.

——It symbolizes the vitality of life.

The sunlight penetrated through the blue curtains and fell on the girl's face like a cat's whiskers on the bed.

She was lying on the bedside breathing evenly, as if she had some terrible nightmare. Her beautiful brows wrinkled from time to time, and her cheeks were stained with faint tears, which was particularly pitiful in the sun.

Soon, the girl's long eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes drowsily.

"Hmm~"

The girl rubbed her red eyes, but when she looked up, she was suddenly stunned.

"Are you awake?"

The boy in the dream was already leaning on the bedside, with his head hanging down and peeling an apple with a fruit knife.

The sharp blade sticks to the peel and turns, and the peel is cut off in one continuous line.

However, seeing this scene, Su Xiaoqiang quickly stood up and wanted to snatch the fruit knife from his hand.

But it's like seeing the flowers that finally bloomed in winter, and I'm afraid that the branches will be broken, and I feel a little at a loss.

"You, Senior Brother Shouyun, your eyes... are too dangerous!"

Jiang Shouyun's body was covered with bandages, and the dark red blood under the bandages could be vaguely seen.

"Don't worry."

Jiang Shouyun raised his head and chuckled: "Since I can still sit here and peel apples, it means that all the dark clouds have passed."

Su Xiaoqiang stared blankly at the boy on the hospital bed.

The faint sunlight reflected on the boy's eyes, which were covered by white bandages, and she actually had the illusion of being stared at by a gaze as warm as the sun.

Although she knew he couldn't see now, Su Xiaoqiang subconsciously raised her hand to cover her slightly red eyes.

A wonderful sense of peace of mind came out from the bottom of my heart, and the darkness of days and nights of nightmares quietly dissipated.

"...That won't work either. If you can't see now, how can you hold a knife? It's too dangerous!"

As she said that, she snatched the fruit knife from Jiang Shouyun's hand and the half-cut apple.

"You stop acting like a fool and drink a glass of milk to warm yourself up."

Su Xiaoqiang put the warm milk into his hand and said softly: "I'll get you breakfast. Do you want to eat something?"

"Soy milk and fried dough sticks." Jiang Shouyun did not refuse the kindness and added with a smile, "It would be better if there is salty tofu brain."

Seeing that he seemed fine, Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Salty tofu brain? You heretic!" She rolled her eyes cutely and said ruthlessly, "You can't eat anything too greasy. You'd better drink some hot porridge."

After that, she turned around and left.

But he suddenly stopped, picked up the fruit knife beside him, and then left the room with confidence.

Jiang Shouyun shook his head with a smile, then turned to look out the window.

The soft sunlight fell on his face, and the window reflected his bandaged eyes.

There were all kinds of car sounds, news broadcasts outside the house, construction sounds in the distance, and smiley greetings...

Jiang Shouyun seemed to "see" the human fireworks shrouded in light, as well as the clear blue sky with a few clouds floating above his head.

This coastal city has woken up from the typhoon a few days ago and is full of life again. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been washed away by a storm and flowed into the dirty canals.

"The weather is nice." Jiang Shouyun looked out the window and said softly.

"Yeah." Someone responded softly, "It's been three days."

The man took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, then sat on the chair next to the bed, blocking Jiang Shouyun's view.

Jiang Shouyun gently raised his hand and waved, teasingly saying, "You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

"It won't be too long." The man said calmly.

It's still the familiar topic killer. Although the tone feels colder, the essence has not changed.

"How do you feel?" Chu Zihang asked in a cold tone.

"As long as he's not dead, it's just a minor injury." Jiang Shouyun shrugged, "I'm just not used to the feeling of being blindfolded."

Hearing this, Chu Zihang took a deep look at the gladiolus and carnations on the bedside.

The large bouquet of flowers inserted in the cup, I don’t know when, has withered like pieces.

If I remember correctly, he just brought this bouquet of flowers yesterday.

It doesn't look like it has come to an end, but rather like it is scattered with the sighs of heaven and earth. Someone accidentally cut off its vitality.

"Muscle strains, skin cracks, excessive blood loss, ligament damage, coupled with penetrating injuries and internal bleeding, the liver, lungs, and ribs have all suffered varying degrees of trauma."

Chu Zihang put his hands together on his knees and said calmly: "In order to prevent your secret from being exposed, Su Xiaoqiang invited his own private doctor. The doctor said that it is a miracle that you survived."

"A miracle?" Jiang Shouyun chuckled, "Those who believe in miracles are as amazing as miracles themselves."

Chu Zihang turned to look at the clouds passing by the window, and the golden light in his eyes never went away.

After a long time, he suddenly spoke and broke the calm.

"I was scared." Chu Zihang lowered his head, as if repenting, "I ran away."

He seemed to be waiting for the boy to slap him and scold him for being a coward for abandoning his friends and father.

But there was always silence in the room.

Chu Zihang pursed his lips and raised his head, looking at Jiang Shouyun in front of him, trying to see the anger on his face.

But to his regret, all he saw was a smile.

"Chu Zihang, you know, I don't like pretentious people, let alone pretentious men."

Jiang Shouyun took a bite of the apple and said vaguely: "In the final analysis, it is because we are weak that we are afraid."

"But only by realizing your own weakness can you become gentler and stronger."

People are afraid of death.

——But that’s living for something you cherish.

Just like those soldiers who charge to the death in the face of knife and gun, precisely because they are burdened with something more important than life.

"Just like your father."

Chu Zihang's face suddenly tensed up, and his breathing stopped subconsciously.

The golden flames in his eyes began to flicker, as if just blowing a breath would completely extinguish it and dim it.

"Don't be so nervous, didn't I tell you?"

Jiang Shouyun laughed and hit his shoulder again.

But this time, the stronger touch was far greater than before, making Jiang Shouyun look at him thoughtfully.

"It seems like you haven't been depressed all this time."

Before Chu Zihang could ask anything, Jiang Shouyun took the initiative and said, "Are you interested in going to see your father with me?"

"However, you still have to be mentally prepared. His situation may be different from what you think."