Ms. Quan, who is male

For a long time, the side effects of using Sharingan with high intensity began to backfire.

Quan Gang closed the Sharingan, and his eyes were dark. Before he could walk far away, he didn't pay attention to a bulging stone slab.

He was about to fall down, but fortunately he was supported by a quick rush toward the Central Plains.

In the Central Plains, he also grabbed people in his arms. When he looked closely, he found that the Quan had fainted at some point.

His eyes were closed, his breathing was weak, and his face was covered with warm blood and tears.

"..." Zhongyuan also had a complicated expression and was speechless for a moment.

After having a real touch, the illusion that people would disappear at any time just now was like a bubble, and disappeared without a trace.

When he came to his senses, he found that his heart was pounding, and the extremely strange sense of fear almost drowned him.

Zhongyuan also looked at the pale Quan and hugged his arms tightened unconsciously, as if this could relieve the anxiety and fear in his heart.

He opened his mouth but made no sound.

After a while, he sighed and said in a daze: "Little bastard..."

After the incident, Zhongyuan Zhongya quickly sent Quan to the hospital and asked the doctor to focus on his eyes.

After the examination results came out, the doctor told Nakaya that Quan's eyes were very unoptimistic.

Judging from his current situation, it is already quite difficult to see things. If the condition worsens, the eyes will soon become blind.

The doctor's words seemed like a curse, and kept wandering in his mind.

Nakaya's hand had already put on the door handle, but he couldn't open the door for a long time.

His hands were clenched unconsciously.

If his reason wasn't still there, the metal door handle would have been twisted into scrap iron long ago.

If...if... if he could arrive in advance and stop it in time, wouldn't Naquan's eyes not...

Unfortunately, nothing is wrong.

Moreover, even if time goes back and let Zhongyuan make a choice, he will not be able to let go of Hong Kong blacks, give up his responsibilities, and rush to Quan's side regardless of everything.

Unless you can turn yourself into two in the Central Plains, or directly fundamentally eliminate the possibility of the brain-marrow hell incident, this matter is unsolvable.

"hateful!"

His fist hit the wall next to him hard.

The Brain Marrow Hell incident caused huge losses to the entire Yokohama. The Port Mafia was no exception.

Although the current inventory and cleaning work has not yet been completed, according to Higuchi Ichiha's report, there are nearly 100 people who died directly in the incident, including directly affiliated Hong Kong and its affiliated organizations. As for the

If you are injured, then there will be more.

Mori Ouwai looked at the report handed over by his subordinates and his face was gloomy.

At this time, the door of the leader's office was knocked.

The one who came in was Zhongya of the Central Plains.

He held a report in his hand. It was a summary of the incident in which Quan used public opinion to transfer the hatred in the new drug incident to the group leader Fitzgerald.

This is what Zhongyuan Nakaya was preparing to sort out and hand it over to Mori Ouwa this morning, but he didn't expect such a big mess to happen in the middle.

After the matter calmed down, he was busy sending Quan to the hospital for examination.

The examination results came out soon. After he got them, he heard from the doctor that Quan would wake up in the evening, so he rushed back to Hong Kong Hei - there were still a lot of mess waiting for him to deal with.

.He is a cadre after all, so he naturally has to shoulder his own responsibilities.

So this matter has naturally been delayed to the present.

After reading the report submitted by Zhongyuan Zhong, Mori Ou couldn't help but sigh.

Just as Ozaki Hongye said, Izumi is indeed a rare talent. It should be said that people who can work in intelligence for more than ten years will not be simple people. What's more, Izumi is still so young.

His very capable subordinate really brought back a big treasure for the Hong Kong gangster.

Thinking of this, Senou looked up at the Central Plains standing not far away, standing in the distance.

The latter has a respectful attitude and a calm expression, and he feels very reliable at first glance.

The new drug incident was successfully resolved without much effort, which made Mori Ouwai feel a little better.

He put the paper report aside and asked naturally: "I heard that Quanjun was taken to the hospital? What's the situation?"

Zhongyuan was immediately stunned by the question, and he didn't answer this question for a long time.

Huh?

What's wrong with this?

Originally, Mori Ouwai asked casually, after all, Quan is now considered a formal member of their Hong Kong gang, so it is understandable that he would care about it as the leader.

But he didn't expect that this kind of reaction was actually true in the Central Plains.

Could it be that Quan's injuries are very serious?

What he unexpected was that the outstanding intelligence personnel who had just kidnapped him by their cadre, before he could even say welcome to the other party as the leader, the other party's eyes were almost gone.

After explaining the situation in a few words, Mori Ouwa's mood became very complicated.

He sighed, and there was basically nothing serious about it later, so he asked Zhongyuan Zhong to get off work early.

The door of the leader's office was gently closed, and Alice, who was lying behind the desk, sighed like a little adult: "Zhong must be very sad, right?"

"If it were me, I would definitely be very sad to know that Baby Alice was about to be blind." Sen Ouwai said.

Alice rolled her eyes.

"But I was a little surprised. Zhongya was very particular. In the past, he would write any emotions on his face. This time he didn't tell you what was going on." She threw away the crayons in her hand and ran around jumping and jumping.

Sit down on the single sofa on the side.

Senou touched his chin outside and sighed: "Although he became much more steady after becoming a cadre, sometimes he could still see his childishness. But this feeling seemed to have faded a lot more than half a year ago, right? As expected, I talked

Is love different?”

"Although I have close people, I can see some things from today's incident. You should be relieved now, right?" Alice said with some advice.

"What do you mean? I've never been worried about it." Senou pulled out the scalpel and pierced it at the target hanging on the wall like throwing a dart.

But there are only ten scalpels in total, and it is incredible that he can even get out of the target for ten.

“That kid has always been reliable.”

As the doctor said, the spring woke up as it was approaching evening.

He applied medicine and had bandages on his eyes. The medicine that was so close that it was so strong that it was pungent, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, who was very sensitive to the smell.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch the bandage on his eyes, but halfway through, his wrist was caught.

The texture of the leather gloves made Quan instantly guess who was stopping him.

Sure enough, the next second, a familiar voice rang: "I'm applying medicine, don't touch it."

Quan used a little effort to make a struggle, and soon pulled his hand back, then said: "No matter how much medicine is applied, it will be useless."

Perhaps because of the long sleep, my throat was dry and the sound of the spring was light and hoarse. If it weren't for Zhongyuanzhong sitting on the escort chair next to the hospital bed, I probably wouldn't be able to hear what he said.

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the hand that was being broken away, curled up and loosened, looser and curled up. After repeating this several times, he withdrew his hand and asked as if nothing had happened: "Are you thirsty? I'll pour you a cup of wine.

water?"

Quan turned his head to one side without saying a word, just facing the direction where the window was.

He seemed to smell the faint fragrance of flowers brought into the window by the wind. Although it was very shallow, he still could tell it.

This is not the same as the smell he smelled when he was last admitted to the hospital.

But I think it has been more than half a year, and it is time for the flowers in the garden to bloom in another batch.

Quan didn't want to speak, and Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't force him to speak. Helplessly, he had to get up and pour water for him.

In addition to ignoring others, Quan was very cooperative next time. After pouring water for him, he got up and held the cup and drank in small sips, like a small animal drinking water by the pool.

Zhongyuan Zhongya held his chin and looked at it, unable to help but stretch out his hand and touched his head.

Quan's drinking water suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"……nothing."

After drinking half a glass of water, Quan stretched out his hand and touched the side, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking for? Mobile phone?" Nakahara Nakahara asked, and said to him directly, "The mobile phone was broken, I asked Kawashita to buy you another one..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped. Because he noticed that Quan was just trying to put the cup in his hand on the bedside table.

Losing vision makes an extremely ordinary little thing difficult.

His movements were a little clumsy. When he went to put the cup sideways, he almost threw the cup because he had calculated the wrong position.

Of course, Zhongyuan Zhong also caught it in time.

"Isn't it enough to leave this kind of small thing to me?" Zhongyuan Zhong also said casually.

Quan Niu Tou said inconsistently: "Have you got off work?"

"Hmm? Well." Nakazuka also nodded.

"What time is it now?" Quan asked again.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took a look at the time: "5:20. Are you hungry? I didn't have lunch at noon, so I'll have someone bring you food?"

Quan shook his head, lifted the quilt covered by his legs, and looked like he wanted to get out of bed.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hurriedly supported him: "Want to go to the bathroom?"

Quan shook his head again.

Zhongyuan also asked patiently: "Where do you want to go? Wait for me, I will push the wheelchair over."

As he said that, he was about to push the wheelchair docked by the wall.

Not surprisingly, as soon as he turned around, he heard Quan say, "I want to go back."

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought he didn't want to stay in the hospital and wanted to go home.

Considering what he said, vision impairment and blindness caused by ability cannot be cured with current medical technology. In addition, Zhongyuan Zhong also asked the doctor before, what Quan would be the future treatment plan, and what he got was only two types of medicine and resting.

suggestion.

So Quan suggested that he wanted to go back, Zhongyuan Zhong hesitated for a little while, and finally agreed. However, the premise was: "The family is very messy, I will ask someone to clean up tonight. Stay in the hospital for one night and observe the situation. Two days later

Check it again, do you know?"

"...It's not going home." Quan quietly retorted.

"That's..." There was also a bad premonition in the Central Plains.

“I want to go back to where I was born.”