Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

"Brother, brother...why are you here?" Jiang Jiang said weakly, her voice seemed to come from another world, ethereal and distant.

Wen Qinmin held Jiang Jiang gently, afraid that she would accidentally break Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang's body completely leaned on his arms, losing all her strength.

Blood continued to seep out, staining Wen Qinmin's blue sweater red, creating a shocking picture.

When Jiang Jiang opened her lips with difficulty and uttered the word "brother", Wen Qinmin could no longer hold back her tears and they slid down her cheeks.

The heart ached so much that it almost suffocated.

How he wished this was just a nightmare.

Qiao Si hurried out of the room with a first aid kit in hand. His eyes were calm and steady, with many questions flashing in them, but now was not the time to ask questions. "Bring her in first!" Qiao Si shouted to Wen Qinmin who was standing at the door, with a barely perceptible urgency in his tone.

Wenqin carefully carried Jiang Jiang into the house, as if she was holding the most fragile porcelain in the world.

Every step seemed so difficult because he was afraid, afraid that this fragile life would disappear in his hands.

Forensics are also doctors.

Qiao Si carefully examined Jiang Jiang's entire body.

All my ribs were shattered, there was a hole in my lung, and I had internal inflammation...

"It's a miracle that you're still alive!" Qiao Si looked at Jiang Jiang who was unable to move on the sofa and said these fascinating words in a calm tone.

Jiang Jiang's heavy eyelids were urged by an invisible force to fall asleep quickly.

With Qiao Si by her side, she felt a little more relieved.

But the physical fatigue and pain were still irresistible, and he eventually fell into a deep coma.

Wen Qinmin asked for a semester's leave from school on behalf of Jiang Jiang so that she could recover from her injuries.

Tan Shuju would come to the apartment to visit Jiang Jiang after school every day.

After all, Jiang Jiang once saved his life, and this friendship of life and death surpasses everything.

Without Jiang Jiang's supervision, Tan Shujue has become accustomed to attending classes seriously, taking notes, and completing his homework on time every day.

Not only that, he will also take the initiative to take on Jiang Jiang's academic tasks and try his best to make Jiang Jiang's homework perfect.

Because Jiang Jiang's grades were always among the best, Tan Shujue knew that he had to try his best to get all the answers correct on the assignment he wrote for her.

The snow has been falling non-stop, which seems to indicate that this winter will be unusually long.

The school started its winter vacation early, bringing a sense of relaxation and joy to the students.

However, for Jiang Jiang, she could only spend this holiday in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"I feel like my memory has faded a bit recently, and a lot of the information in the study has disappeared." Qiao Si held the stethoscope and sighed in confusion, "Maybe I should go see a doctor."

Jiang Jiang did not answer. She knew that it was the world consciousness erasing their memory.

Memories of wanted criminals...

[Host, the painkiller is about to take effect. Here is the next dose of painkiller.]

Since realizing the cold-bloodedness of the headquarters, the system's dependence on the host has reached 500%.

No matter how big or small the matter is, if the host kills someone, it will deliver the knife. It will do whatever the host does.

No second thoughts.

"Are you broken?" Jiang Jiang raised his arms, placed them behind his head, and asked the system with a look of disgust.