Chapter 2257 Crisis

The light outside the window gradually deepened, and the light in the ward was dim. Du Ruoyu was sitting in a wheelchair, hidden in the light and shadow. She stared at Bailijia who suddenly appeared, smiled and reached out to take the hydrangea and plaster that the teenager handed over.

The ointment is contained in a very delicate antique colored glazed porcelain vase. Du Ruoyu has seen Huo Yiqiu's father also had a similar pocket colored glazed porcelain vase. It was only a thumb size, and it cost millions. It was sold at auction. At the moment, she has hundreds of miles. The one Jia gave her ointment looked more delicate than the porcelain bottle.

Du Ruoyu put away the porcelain bottle half-believingly, and glanced at Bai Lijia jokingly, "If your ointment is so magical, then those beauty hospitals and ointment manufacturers will close down."

Among the few people in the Special Cases Division who took turns to protect her during this period, Du Ruoyu was as affectionate to Liu Yunyu as a sister, but regarded Bailijia as his half-brother, although this boy looked about the same size as her. .

"You can't believe it, but the miraculous effect of this ointment, you'd better keep it secret after you see it, because this thing is not what this ordinary world should have." As he said, Bai Lijia bent over and took the porcelain bottle from Du Ruoyu's hand, opened it, and used it. The delicate small dagger that he carried with him made a cut in his palm.

Drops of blood fell drop by drop.

Du Ruoyu was surprised, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Bailijia didn't hear it, so he dipped a little ointment out of the porcelain bottle and wiped it on his palm.

Then, something magical happened.

Du Ruoyu watched in disbelief that the wound in Bailijia’s palm was gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the process did not go too fast. Moyue lasted about ten minutes, but the bleeding wound returned to its original appearance. Really unheard of.

"Hide it away, don't be discovered by others."

Bailijia put the ointment back into Du Ruoyu's hand. After he finished speaking, he realized that Du Ruoyu's gaze was looking at Huo Yiqiu, who was unconscious on the bed, and then looked at the ointment in her own hand, and immediately realized what she was thinking. , And immediately put out her "hope" indifferently.

"Don't think too much about it. This kind of ointment only has a miraculous effect on the recovery of skin and flesh wounds. Moreover, it has a large wound. So much medicine is not enough. The internal organs he lost will not be wiped and will grow on its own. Right."

"Thanks...thank you."

Du Ruoyu solemnly handed over the ointment that "a daughter is hard to buy". She didn't ask much where it came from, because she knew that it might not be something she could know.

Bailijia did not stand stupidly either. He helped turn on the light in the intensive care unit, and then sat on the sofa in the ward, folded his arms, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for something.

"Huh? Are you really planning to stay here? Just now Sister Liu texted me that your protection order for me has been revoked..."

"I have my own reasons for leaving, and you will know soon."

"..."

At first, Du Ruoyu did not take Bailijia's words at ease.

She let him stay in Huo Yiqiu’s ward, and she stayed next to Huo Yiqiu’s bed, not that she was guarding because of feelings, but that this man saved her, she must guard until he wakes up. This can be considered an explanation to myself, at least my conscience will not be disappointed.

Du Ruoyu occasionally chats with Bailijia about trivial matters.

"Um... Xiao Jia, I heard Mrs. Gong say that you and her daughter used to be in the same school? Are you really in love with her? But I used to accompany Bobo Ho and the others to a dinner. I was fortunate to have seen Miss Gong Su from a distance. For heaven and man."

Bailijia snorted and snorted: "Who didn't have any love for the first time when he was young." After a pause, "Don't tell me that you haven't touched people."

After Bailijia spoke for a second, Qin Yong's face appeared in Du Ruoyu's mind.

She smiled bitterly, "Yes, it's just that I am tempted. He doesn't have me in his heart, and I have been tied to the Huo family throughout my youth. I have never really liked anyone, only that one, but the only one is not that I can owned."

Under the cold white light, Du Ruoyu's water eyes glowed, and she gazed sadly at the first quarter moon outside the window that was shrouded in clouds.

"The person in your mouth is that Qin?"

Bailijia's eyes grew deeper, and he stared at Du Ruoyu unpredictably, his eyes showing pity and regret.

"So you know..."

Bailijia was silent. He didn't know the name of Qin Yong, and he couldn't directly say this name. When he saw the shadow of King Chujiang appearing with the spirits at the murder scene that night, Bailijia knew this. It's not easy.

"You like him very much?"

"I don't know much about feelings, and I am not very good at it. I don't know if I like him very much. I only know that when I don't see him, my heart and mind are full of his lingering shadow. "

But she was kidnapped, and the person in danger of life did not appear.

Du Ruoyu felt that he was completely abandoned.

"I advise you to forget him. The consequences of falling in love with that person are terrible. You simply can't afford it, so you still live your own ordinary life and become a lady. In fact, Huo Yiqiu is pretty good."

King Chujiang of the underworld, the second-in-chief of the underworld, it is very expensive to be a woman of Qin Yong. You must die once, and then endure the never-ending company. Qin Yong stays in the darkness of the dark abyss, equivalent to imprisonment, this kind of love without freedom. Bailijia felt that Du Ruoyu still didn't touch it.

When Du Ruoyu looked at Bailijia, she discovered that the seemingly young and clean boy spoke very deep and sophisticated, and the way he sat there was unpredictable beyond his age.

"Xiao Jia, you seem to know Qin Yong well after hearing what you said?"

Just as Bailijia was about to speak, the nurse walked in and interrupted them.

"Sorry, this floor of the intensive care unit is closed at nine o'clock in the evening, and visits are forbidden. You need to leave now."

"But nurse, I want to wait for him to wake up, can't I just relax?"

"You are a patient yourself, so go back to the ward and take a good rest. This patient has suffered too much blood loss and can't wake up for a while. He should wait until tomorrow. Moreover, outside the corridor are bodyguards sent to protect the patient. , This is already the greatest accommodation."

In desperation, Bai Lijia pushed Du Ruoyu's wheelchair and had to leave Huo Yiqiu's ward, take the elevator, and return to Du Ruoyu's own ward.

The elevator descended from floor to floor.

"Ding Dong", the general inpatient area on the fifth floor.

The elevator doors opened slowly.

But the strange thing is that the service desk nurse in the ordinary inpatient area fell to the ground, and the entire floor of incandescent lights flickered and dimmed, very strange.

Du Ruoyu was shocked.

"what's the situation?"

After smelling the unusually dangerous breath in the air, Bailijia subconsciously squeezed the handle of the wheelchair.

(End of this chapter)

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