My Corpse is Bohemian

It was already half an hour after the rescue team arrived. When Jian Ningxuan found An Bu, she was sitting under a tree and playing with her mobile phone. Her clothes were torn and ragged, stained with blood, and her ponytail was loosely tied. On the back of his head, his face and hands were covered with scratches of different shades, his legs were folded together, his toes swayed rhythmically, his expression was leisurely and relaxed, and his small appearance was like a beggar gang knight.

Jian Ningxuan walked quickly to her, staring at the scars on her body, her face was gloomy, and a storm was brewing in her eyes.

An Bu stood up and opened his arms: "I'm terrified and desperately need a hot hug to soothe my frightened heart."

Jian Ningxuan: "..." You don't look frightened at all, he is the one who is really frightened, okay?

With a sigh, Jian Ningxuan took a step forward and gently embraced her, feeling the softness of her embrace, and the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"I'm fine, I've made you worry." An Bu leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat while adding anger.

"You are so messed up!" Jian Ningxuan said in a low voice, "Before rushing out to save people, didn't you think that you couldn't pull a big man at all?"

"Hmm." An Bu nodded repeatedly in his arms.

Jian Ningxuan really couldn't do anything about her, she was both angry and reluctant to scold her, and more importantly, she was happy to see her safe and sound.

"Come here and let the rescuers check the injury for you." Jian Ningxuan took her hand and was about to walk to the rescuer's location.

An Bu quickly said: "I just suffered a little trauma, so I don't need to check. The rescuers are busy, so I won't bother."

"Why is this trouble?" Jian Ningxuan looked at her in disapproval.

"I have medicine for wounds in my backpack, please help me apply it." An Bu broke free from his hand, opened the backpack on the ground, and pulled out a bottle.

Jian Ningxuan caught a glimpse of a yellow piece of clothing protruding from the opened backpack. It was An Bu's sun protection clothing. He remembered that she was still wearing this sun protection clothing when she fell.

"Well, help me with the medicine." An Bu handed him the bottle, then sat on the ground and stretched out his arms.

Jian Ningxuan looked at the bottle in her hand, and her eyes narrowed: "This is a wound medicine?" What wound medicine is put in a toner bottle! At first glance, it is a fake and fake Sanwu product, okay?

"Don't worry, it's definitely easy to use. My face was cured by this medicine." An Bu gave a very powerful proof.

Jian Ningxuan opened the bottle suspiciously, put it in his nose and smelled it, the smell of aloe vera... He was even more confused: "Let's go to the hospital and find a doctor to prescribe medicine."

"If I apply this medicine and my wound won't look good tomorrow, you will pack me up and send me to the hospital." An Bu said firmly, seeing that Jian Ningxuan wanted to talk, she threatened, "Say one more nonsense. , I'll sweep you out the door."

Jian Ningxuan: "..." This threat was too lethal, he finally gave in, picked up the cotton swab, and began to carefully apply medicine to her.

In fact, Jian Ningxuan's suspicions were not wrong. The bottle was not filled with any wound medicine, but Anbu's homemade moisturizing water. Medicines used by living people have no effect on her, but pure natural plant juices can maintain her skin.

While Jian Ningxuan was helping her with the medicine, An Bu turned to look at the fainted young man, who had already been put on a stretcher and was about to be taken to the hospital. His companions followed him, so he didn't have to worry about no one to take care of him, but An Bu hadn't received the anger he deserved.

Although she can only get one or two hundred anger points at most for each person she saves, she still tries her best to save them, because only the anger points obtained from saving people can offset the death qi points on her body, and the anger points obtained from other channels Qi points can only be used to preserve and repair the body.

She currently has more than 6 million death qi points. If she wants to offset all of it, she must save her life to save the same qi value, and exchange the two. She will not be resurrected until the death qi value drops below 100 points. possible.

Therefore, even if you only get a little anger for saving people, it is more precious than the thousand points you usually earn.

An Bu didn't understand why he didn't even get a bit of anger for saving people this time.

"Does it hurt?" While thinking about it, Jian Ningxuan's voice suddenly came from his ear.

An Bu regained his senses, looked at the wound that was covered with moisturizing water, and said, "It doesn't hurt."

"I'll take you to the hospital later." Jian Ningxuan said while applying medicine, "Let the doctor take an X-ray for you. I'm worried that your joints may be displaced or fractured."

Still going to the hospital!

An Bu tilted his head, and pressed it weakly on Jian Ningxuan's shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Jian Ningxuan tilted her head slightly and asked softly next to her ear.

"When I heard the word 'hospital', I felt like I was dying." An Bu's voice was full of vicissitudes.

"...Then don't go to the hospital." Before An Bu was happy, he heard Jian Ningxuan add, "I'll call the doctor for you."

An Bu clutched his chest, excruciating pain: "...I have doctor phobia."

Jian Ningxuan: "…"

"Let's not go to the hospital or find a doctor, okay?" An Bu said pitifully, "If we must, I'll go to the doctor friend who helped me treat my face injury before."

Jian Ningxuan originally wanted to force her to go to the hospital, but when she heard the latter sentence, she stopped talking. He knows that An Bu usually pays attention to health care and will not make jokes about his health casually.

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel first, change clothes, and then book a flight home." After this accident, Jian Ningxuan just wanted to stay at home with An Bu for a few days. As for the rescue team, he has left his contact information, and they will notify if there is any problem.

Back at the hotel, An Bu immediately went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Jian Ningxuan was packing her luggage in the room, and her eyes accidentally caught sight of An Bu's backpack. The zipper was wide open, but the sunscreen clothes that had been inside were gone.

He glanced around the room at random, and finally looked at the trash can in the corner. He walked over, picked up a bulging plastic bag from the inside, tore it open, and found the yellow sunscreen, the translucent fabric was piercing red.

Jian Ningxuan's heart jumped, she quickly shook her clothes away, and she saw a large area of ​​blood, from the neckline to the front chest, sputtering, as if someone had sprayed a large mouthful of blood on it.

Didn't Anbu say that he only suffered a little trauma? Where did the bloodstains come from?

Jian Ningxuan's heart throbbed as she looked at the dried blood stains...

After Anbu finished cleaning, he put on clean clothes, and just walked out of the bathroom, he saw Jian Ningxuan sitting on the sofa like a sculpture.

"Have you packed your luggage?" An Bu asked.

"Yeah." Jian Ningxuan stood up, "The flight is booked for 4 pm, so it's time to leave."

"Okay, wait for me." An Bu said and prepared to go upstairs.

Jian Ningxuan stretched out her hand, took her back, helped her to sit on the sofa, and said in a tone that couldn't be refused: "You rest here, I'll go get your luggage for you."

After speaking, he turned and went upstairs. After a few minutes, he walked down with Anbu's suitcase, then put on her backpack, put his travel bag on her suitcase, and freed one hand to hold it. Anbu.

Anbu: "…"

After checking out and leaving the hotel, the two got into a taxi, and Jian Ningxuan said to the driver, "Go to the central hospital."

Anbu: "!!"

Jian Ningxuan looked straight ahead with a cold face, completely ignoring An Bu's startled gaze.

"I'm not going!" An Bu said, "Go directly to the airport."

The driver glanced at the two men in the rearview mirror.

"Go to the hospital." Jian Ningxuan's attitude was firm.

"I want to go to you, I want to go home!" An Bu patted the driver's seat, "Stop, I want to get off."

"Continue to drive." Two sharp eyes were directed at the driver.

The driver suddenly felt hot all over, his forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to be slighted in his hands.

"Master driver, you can't wait for death, this man is going to send me to the hospital to donate bone marrow!" An Bu argued, "I am so thin, how can I donate bone marrow? I will definitely die!"

Jian Ningxuan was unmoved: "..." Make it up as you like, he won't let go anyway.

"Uh, this gentleman, donating bone marrow also depends on one's wishes, so it's not good to force other girls?" The driver advised tremblingly.

Jian Ningxuan glanced at him, and the latter fell silent immediately.

"Master driver, look, he actually used his eyes to intimidate you!" An Bu said angrily, "You can't succumb to his obscenity, you must be brave enough to resist all injustice like a big driver in the taxi industry!"

Driver: "..." As a taxi driver for more than ten years, this is the first time I heard that there are still big guys in the taxi industry...

Jian Ningxuan: "..." The more you play, the more energetic you are, right?

"Mr. Jian..." An Bu looked at Jian Ningxuan pitifully.

Jian Ningxuan refrained from seeing her. He was really worried about An Bu's physical condition. If there was no problem, how did those bloodstains come from? Why is she hiding it?

Seeing that Jian Ningxuan's decision could not be changed, An Bu stopped struggling, leaned on the seat cushion in silence, and looked at the busy traffic outside the window.

The taxi drove into the Central Hospital, and Jian Ningxuan got out of the car first, then helped An Bu open the door, and took out his luggage from the back compartment.

At this moment, An Bu suddenly snatched his backpack from him, turned around and ran.

"Anbu!" Jian Ningxuan shouted angrily and strode up to catch up.

An Bu's vigorous skills have been practiced, running like a rabbit, but in the blink of an eye, Jian Ningxuan was thrown away.

Instead of going to the airport, she switched to the high-speed rail station and took the high-speed rail home.

4 hours later, Anbu walked out of the high-speed rail station and walked through the crowds coming and going. In the darkness, he suddenly saw a faint color, a familiar figure, quietly standing at the exit, holding a computer in his hand. mobile phone.

A few text messages sounded, and Anbu took out his mobile phone to take a look.

[(Master Cat): I'm sorry. 】

[(Master Cat): I was wrong. 】

[(Master Cat): Go home. 】

Anbu: [I don't go to the hospital. 】

[(Master Cat): I see. 】

An Bu: [You are not allowed to secretly find a doctor for me. 】

[(Master Cat): Good. 】

An Bu: [Speaking counts? 】

[(Master Cat): I won't lie to you. 】

Only then did An Bu put away the phone, walked over to Jian Ningxuan's side, leaned his head against his chest, and took a breath of anger before speaking.

Jian Ningxuan gently hugged her shoulders, looking at her with a worried look in her eyes.

An Bu seemed to have sensed his thoughts. After a moment of silence, he explained, "I have reasons for not going to the hospital, but it's definitely not what you worry about. Don't worry, I don't have a terminal illness, and I don't have any hidden infectious diseases."

Jian Ningxuan stared at her eyes for a long time, and finally nodded: "Well, I believe you."

Although there are still many doubts, he can barely accept this answer. He just didn't expect her to be so resistant to the hospital. If he knew earlier, he would not force her...

After returning from the trip, the two returned to their original rhythm of life. Seeing that An Bu's injury is recovering well, Jian Ningxuan no longer mentions the matter of seeing a doctor.

One day after a month, An Bu suddenly received 120 points of anger, checked the life and death book, and found that these points of anger came from a man named "Fangcun". An Bu didn't remember this person at all, and when he flipped through his diary, he remembered the dead young man he met in Hubei Mountain. He rescued him at that time, but he didn't get anger points. He didn't expect to send it over a month later.

What made her even more strange was that there was a "∞" representing infinity behind the anger value "120". This was the first time she encountered such a symbol, and she didn't understand what it meant.

A few days later, she received an unfamiliar phone call from a caller who claimed to be "Fang Cun".

"Miss An, thank you for saving me. I'm so sorry for taking so long to contact you." The other party's voice sounded weak, but his tone was sincere, "Although I don't remember much about what happened that day, I I'm pretty sure that the reason why I survived was because of you, who did most of the damage for me. Not only that, but this accident happened to cause the doctor to find a tumor in my brain, because the discovery was timely and it was It was benign, so the tumor was successfully removed. I have to thank you for all this. I don’t know how to repay you. As long as you need it in the future, I will do my best. Although I am just an ordinary student in medical school, But I believe that I will be able to become an excellent doctor in the future. After this time, I have figured out a lot of things, and I will never be so reckless again. Cherish life and cherish yourself. Finally, please allow me to say something to you again :'thanks'."

"Doctor..." An Bu muttered to himself, a conjecture vaguely flashing through his mind.

Could that infinity symbol have something to do with his profession? Because she saved him, all the patients he saves as a doctor in the future will bring her anger points?

The people she has rescued before include talents from all walks of life, but none of them have "∞" behind their anger value. To get this symbol, does it mean that the person's occupation must be related to saving lives, such as firefighter, lifeguard, military, police, etc., and must be an elite in their respective fields?

An Bu felt that her conjecture was very likely. If so, she might have found another way to continuously gain anger...