Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

The three returned to the room. Lian Qiao pushed Xu Rendong on the bed angrily, with an extremely bad attitude. Xu Rendong was about to talk about him, but Lian Qiao turned to look for the medicine box and patted the bedside table heavily.

Xu Rendong is inexplicable, thinking that is how you treat the wounded?

He didn't know what Lian Qiao was angry about, but silently prepared to be treated rudely. Lian Qiao dragged heavily across the stool, sat down in front of the bed, and asked him to stretch out his hand. Xu Rendong took a deep breath and clenched his teeth quietly, only to feel a cold on his arm, and his sleeves had been lifted. But Lian Qiao's movements were extremely gentle.

"It's okay, not deep." Lian Qiao glanced at the wound and quickly made a judgment.

Xu Rendong was still wondering why his movements were so light, but he heard a squeak, even Qiao poured the bottle and didn't know what liquid was in his wound, and countless bubbles immediately appeared on the wound. Xu Rendong shrank his hands in pain, but was held down by Lian Qiao.

"Don't move, bear with it." Before she knew it, Lian Qiao's voice had returned to its usual gentleness. He lowered his head, carefully rinsed the wound with potion, and explained softly, "This is hydrogen peroxide, disinfected."

Xu Rendong gasped: "...I still think it's alcohol."

Lian Qiao said: "Alcohol is more painful, and now hospitals rarely use alcohol to clean wounds." He used hydrogen peroxide to rinse Xu Rendong's wound several times, and then changed another bottle of transparent potion. I didn't feel any discomfort when I rushed up this time, it was cool and comfortable.

Xu Rendong finally understood that although Lian Qiao's mouth was fierce, he was very careful in his movements, for fear of hurting him. As soon as his heart was sweet, he quietly stretched out his hand and let him clean the wound for himself. Zhong Xiu watched from the side and suddenly said, "You are so skilled, have you learned it?"

Not even Qiao raised her head, she said lightly, "I've seen some popular science."

Zhong Xiu smiled: "You are so knowledgeable."

Lian Qiao didn't answer, just looked at Xu Rendong and said, "I'll break it open a little to see if there is any glass **** in it. Just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Xu Rendong nodded. Lian Joe let him put his arm on his leg and carefully opened the deep slit in his forearm. Most of the glass **** had been washed away by the potion. Lian Qiao carefully observed the inside of the wound and confirmed that there was no remaining glass slag. Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll wrap it up for you."

Compared to cleaning a wound, dressing is almost completely painless. Xu Rendong watched him wrap the gauze around himself, tied a neat slipknot on his arm, and finally pulled it gently to ask if it was tight.

Xu Rendong: "It's okay."

Lian Qiao let out a long sigh of relief, a look of exhaustion on his face.

Xu Rendong took out her mobile phone and checked the time, it was half past twelve. The three of them have not slept for two days in a row, and they have experienced so many things all at once, and they are already physically and mentally exhausted. At this time, the nerves were relaxed, and the feeling of exhaustion enveloped the whole body. Xu Rendong couldn't hold back and yawned.

Lian Qiao sighed: "It's not the way to go on like this, we can't stay up all the time."

Xu Rendong thought for a while and asked, "I haven't seen that movie. How did you solve the ghost in the movie?"

Lian Qiao said: "There are seven films in total, and the solutions for each are different. Some are to drag the ghost into reality, and some are to find his corpse to escape him. But look at this Seven films have been made, but it is conceivable that this ghost cannot be really killed."

Xu Rendong sighed. The ghost story given by the president is really too difficult. They have endured for so long. If this continues, not only the body but also the mind will collapse. Then he said, "Then we might as well just go to sleep and kill it in our dreams."

Lian Qiao: "Yes, but..."

Xu Rendong: "Huh?"

Lian Qiao: "He will only enter the dream of one person at a time. If you meet him, you will have to fight alone. I don't trust you."

Xu Rendong thought that it would be better if he chose me, anyway, after I die, the dungeon resets, and it's time to change to a simpler start, everyone can relax. So he smiled at Lian Qiao and put on the usual gangster attitude: "You don't know what my strength is?"

Lian Qiao glanced at the bandage on his arm, and said faintly: "You are strong, but you are unlucky, you have no medical knowledge, and you are not afraid of pain..."

Xu Rendong couldn't refute, so he had no choice but to say: "...In short, it's decided. Anyway, I can't escape, so it's better to rest early." He lay down on the bed, just as he wanted Zhong Xiu He also came to rest, but saw Zhong Xiu cast a thoughtful glance at Lian Qiao, and then winked at him.

She seems to have something to say?

…Is there anything I can’t say in front of Lian Qiao?

Xu Rendong narrowed his eyes, and a trace of unease flashed in his heart. But Zhong Xiu said: "Two people died tonight, there should be a room vacant, I'll move out."

Xu Rendong felt that Zhong Xiu's move seemed to have a deep meaning, so she didn't say anything for a while. Even Qiao didn't stop her this time, but said lightly: "Well, it's really too crowded for three people to sleep together, after all, he still has injuries on his hands."

Zhong Xiu bent down, shook Xu Rendong's hand softly, stared into his eyes and said, "Then you have a good rest, I'll go first."

Xu Rendong said: "Okay."

Xu Rendong had a bad intuition, and sure enough, Lian Qiao turned around and put on that vicious expression on his face again.

Xu Rendong instinctively shrank back, Lian Qiao pulled him by his tie, and asked angrily, "Why did you push me away just now?"

Xu Rendong didn't react: "Huh?"

position, still looked unhappy, "And also injured!"

Xu Rendong said: "At that time, the situation was urgent, so I didn't think much about it. Besides, this little injury..."

He wanted to say that I was used to being hurt, but Lian Qiao pushed him down on the bed and interrupted fiercely: "Small hurt! Do you have no pain nerves or something wrong with your brain? Almost It hurts the tendon, you know?"

Xu Rendong felt that he was making a big fuss, anyway, as long as he didn't die, all wounds could be healed after the dungeon. But seeing that Lian Qiao is seriously angry, he thinks it's better not to say this.

Lian Qiao leaned over his neck, put his hands around his neck loosely, and muttered: "I can't bear to let you suffer even a little bump, you But for her to be hurt like this. Can you think about it for me? How can you make me feel so bad?"

Xu Rendong finally came to a realization and understood the source of the problem.

It turns out that Lian Qiao is jealous!

Fucking jealous!

He's not swearing, Lian Qiao is really eating him, mom, shit, jealous!

Xu Rendong couldn't help but want to laugh, but soon felt embarrassed. He didn't want to tell Lian Qiao that Zhongxiu was his biological mother, after all, he himself hadn't accepted the fact. Besides, Zhong Xiu is only thirteen years older than him, she looks so young, can even Qiao believe this answer?

And Zhong Xiu probably doesn't want this matter to be publicized. After all, having a child at the age of thirteen is a very scary thing for any girl.

Xu Rendong sighed. He gently stroked Lian Qiao's hair, his fingers running between the soft strands. He found himself fond of stroking Lian Joe's hair more and more, and every time he did it, he felt satisfied, his chest felt warmly filled.

Lian Qiao with messy hair, raised his head on his chest and looked at him with bright eyes: "Don't do this in the future."

Xu Rendong: "..." So he was very disgusted by me touching his hair? !

Xu Rendong retracted her claws from Lian Qiao's head in shock and embarrassment. Lian Qiao was stunned, quickly grabbed his hand, put it back on his head, blushed and said, "I didn't say that!" He pouted and pointed to the door, "I mean, don't do this again. Something that made me jealous. Next time I'm going to be angry! The kind that can't be coaxed!"

Xu Rendong was amused by him: "Okay."

Lian Qiao hugged him happily, and crooked for a while. Xu Rendong said: "I want to drink water."

Lian Qiao got up immediately and went to the bathroom to boil water. While noting Lian Qiao's movements, Xu Rendong opened the left hand that was always clenched.

—Just now, when Zhong Xiu held his hand, he stuffed a small note into his left hand.

At this time, Xu Rendong opened the note and saw two lines written on it:

"Come to my room at night, I have something very important to tell you."

"Watch out for Lian Joe. He has a problem."

Xu Rendong silently looked at the sentence "He has a problem", and then raised his eyes to Lian Qiao who was pouring water. The hallucination reappeared in his mind, the hallucination of Lian Joe killing him.

Lian Qiao walked towards him while blowing the water glass. Xu Rendong calmly tightened his fingers, and clenched the note in his palm again. Lian Qiao put the water glass on the bedside table and said, "The boiling water I just poured is still hot, drink it later."

"Suddenly a little sleepy, I don't want to drink anymore." Xu Rendong got into the quilt and rubbed his eyes.

"Then go to sleep." Lian Qiao lay down beside him and hugged him loosely, "Come, grab my hand. Maybe we can enter the same dream."

"Don't." Xu Rendong felt a little guilty, moved to the side, and whispered, "It's too hot."

Lian Qiao: "...Okay." He only regarded Xu Rendong as shy and no longer insisted, so he raised his hand and turned off the light, saying, "Good night."

Xu Rendong: "Well."

Since Xu Rendong said no, Lian Qiao just lied beside him and didn't make any more out of line behavior. Xu Rendong opened his eyes in the dark, listened to Lian Qiao's breathing, and waited for him to fall asleep.

Even Joe's body gradually relaxed and his breathing became even and slow. In the dark, Xu Rendong's hearing became extremely sensitive. He could even hear Lian Qiao's heartbeat, so close to him, calm and powerful.

If it were normal, he would be able to sleep peacefully and peacefully with such a heartbeat.

But at this time, Xu Rendong couldn't help raising his hand and touched his heart. His own heart was beating violently, aching faintly.

He suddenly had the urge to wake Lian Qiao and ask what was going on. But—how to ask?

Ask him why I have such hallucinations? Ask him if you ever killed me?

What a ridiculous question.

…I can only listen to what Zhong Xiu has to say.

He patiently waited for more than an hour, until it was confirmed that Lian Qiao had fallen asleep, then he crept up the quilt and got out of bed.