Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

Just as Yang Jian was driving to the airport, he met Yang Xiaohua who was waiting for him.

Even if Yang Jian hadn't arrived in time, Yang Xiaohua would have been killed.

Looking at Yang Xiaohua sitting in the back row, Yang Jian said calmly:

"The bleeding on your body has no tendency to stop, and your leg is broken. Your injuries are very serious. If you don't go to the hospital, you will still die."

After saying this, Yang Jian paused for a moment, and then continued:

"Don't you really want to sleep now? This is a sign that you are too seriously injured. As long as you really fall asleep now, there will be no chance of waking up."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaohua's expression suddenly changed and she hurriedly cheered up.

She did feel very tired now and wanted to take a nap in the car, but she didn't think she would stay awake.

Until just now, Yang Xiaohua still thought that she was just injured and needed to rest.

Wait until you wake up before thinking about treatment.

But Yang Jian's reminder made Yang Xiaohua suddenly realize that something was wrong.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaohua reached out and touched her head.

Suddenly, he discovered that his head was already covered in blood.

Because I was being chased before, I felt very nervous and scared. I only knew how to run away and didn't pay attention to this at all.

After entering a safe environment, she realized that her situation was very bad.

"There's no point in going to the hospital at this time."

Yang Xiaohua couldn't help but have a sad smile on her face. She was not stupid, she knew that Yang Jian said yes, her current situation was very bad.

There is no place for treatment in Dachuan City now. If you want to go to the hospital for treatment, you can only leave Dachuan City.

But in her current situation, she simply couldn't hold on for that long.

And Yang Xiaohua didn't think that Yang Jian would change her route to a nearby county hospital in order to treat her.

Yang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel a kind of sadness in her heart at this time.

After finally grasping the last glimmer of hope, he still ends up dying.

Even thinking about it makes me feel unwilling.

"According to the general situation, you can't be saved, but there are exceptions to everything. You are lucky to have met me today, and I can save you."

At this time, Yang Jian suddenly spoke coldly.

Yang Xiaohua was shocked when she heard this, and then said suspiciously:

"How can you save me? Are you a doctor?"

"I'm not a doctor, and I don't understand any medical methods." Yang Jian shook his head;

"But it will restore you to the way you were before when you were healthy. It may just leave some sequelae, depending on whether you are willing."

"This is impossible." Yang Xiaohua opened her eyes wide, feeling that he was lying to herself.

Yang Xiaohua generally knew a little about her own situation.

In this situation, if Yang Jian was a very powerful doctor, he might really be able to save himself.

But Yang Jian had already said that the other party was not a doctor.

If it’s not how doctors save people, why should we use magic?

Originally, when Yang Xiaohua heard Yang Jian say that he could save her, a burst of hope really rose in her heart.

But now I realize that hope is like a mirror.

Seeing the change in Yang Xiaohua's expression, Yang Jian immediately knew what the other party was thinking, so he smiled casually and said:

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Then Yang Jian stopped talking and focused on driving.

As the car drove forward, Yang Xiaohua in the car felt that her condition was getting worse and worse.

Now she really doubted that if she closed her eyes and fell asleep, she might not wake up.

For this reason, she could only force herself to stay awake.

However, Yang Xiaohua's injuries were too severe and she was gradually unable to stay awake. Sleep was the body's stress response.

This can no longer be fought with willpower.

But Yang Xiaohua didn't want to die.

The strong desire to survive forced Yang Xiaohua to cheer up: "Yang Jian, can you really save me?"

Anyway, there is no other choice. In this case, why not become a living horse doctor?

Maybe there will be a miracle.

Yang Jian was still concentrating on driving at this time. After hearing her words, he said without looking back:

"Do you think I was kidding you just now?"

Yang Jian's tone was very cold, as if he was not talking about whether a life could survive.

But it was Yang Jian's tone that made Yang Xiaohua feel a little more confident.

It seemed that Yang Jian really had a way to save himself.

"If you can save me, how can I get you to help me? You shouldn't save me for no reason."

Yang Xiaohua said very rationally at this time.

Yang Jian smiled softly and said casually:

"Before you say this, you'd better not forget that I saved you just now. If it weren't for me, you would have been killed;

Now he is actually wary of me. Although he is alert, his mind is not clear enough.

Maybe it's a good choice for you to just sleep like this. After all, even if you can survive this time, the hope of getting out of the post office alive is still slim.

On the contrary, this painless way of death is very good and suitable for messengers like you. After all, it is much more comfortable than dying in the hands of a ghost, isn't it? "

"That's not what I meant." Yang Xiaohua shook her head quickly, bit her lip and continued:

"I want to know what price I have to pay for you to save me? It seems that I have nothing worthy of your attention, unless you are interested in me as a person."

Speaking of this, Yang Xiaohua glanced at Yang Jian, and then laughed self-deprecatingly:

"But I think someone like you should not be very interested in women."

"I am indeed not very interested in women." Yang Jian nodded indifferently.

Yang Xiaohua immediately wondered: "Then do you pity me? Or do you need me in some places later?"

Yang Jian shook his head again and said: "It's not as complicated as you think."

Speaking of this, Yang Jian looked at Yang Xiaohua again through the rearview mirror;

"It's just that someone asked me for help, and I responded, that's all, just like someone prayed to God, and God occasionally opened his eyes."

"What do you think of this explanation?"

Yang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment.

She didn't expect Yang Jian to have such an idea.

It has nothing to do with interests, pity, or even mood.

It's just casual, just like an ordinary person pulling a weed by the roadside.

There is no reason.

At this time, Yang Xiaohua felt a chill from the bottom of her heart.

This is not because he is afraid of Yang Jian's terrifying spiritual power, but because he is afraid of Yang Jian's mentality.

It feels like Yang Jian no longer thinks about things from the perspective of a human being.

"Your idea is really dangerous." Yang Xiaohua said seriously.

Yang Jian said indifferently: "Maybe."

Yang Xiaohua sighed in her heart, but now is not the time to say these things, after all, her life is constantly passing away.

At this time, he even felt that his body was getting colder and colder, so she continued to ask:

"How do you need me to cooperate with you?"

"You don't need to cooperate with me, because you are not qualified to interfere in what I want to do." Yang Jian said very impolitely.

As Yang Jian's voice fell, a dark and cold headless shadow silently extended from the driver's seat to the back seat.