Rebirth My World Savior System

But the more desperate things were not over yet. After Zhang Bufang woke up, he felt much better. He could also feel the pain of the wounds on his body, which made him take a breath of cold air. There was still some residual ringing in his ears.

, but it was much smaller. But what really made him feel desperate was that when he woke up, he found that he was holding two things tightly in his hands.

There were just two small tubes with empty bottles left. It took Zhang Bufang some time to regain consciousness before he remembered that these were the medicines he needed to get through three days. If he fell asleep suddenly like this, there would be nothing when he woke up.

Zhang Bufang handed the medicine tube to his mouth, hoping that he could still taste the sweet taste of glucose.

Unfortunately, he tasted this sweet taste in the outer shell of the medicine tube. Next, regardless of how dirty the ground was, he touched the place where the medicine tube had been placed. The place was moist and sticky.

Zhang Bufang became desperate and put his hand tremblingly into his mouth. It tasted sweet.

Two of the medicines he needed to spend three days of horrific life were scattered here. Maybe he burst the tubes with his foot while running around. Maybe he was unconscious.

That is to say, during the period of time when he was sleeping, he opened all the medicine and poured it out. He had no memory of all this, and it seemed that he could feel that there was another person living in his body.

Zhang Bufang feels that not even a day has passed yet, and all his medicines are gone. So how should he spend the next two days?

He might be able to think about what kind of method he should use to make his death look better? But such an idea is absolutely unacceptable. Zhang Bufang just watched this idea smoke a little and extinguished it.

How could they simply die here? There was someone waiting for them outside. No matter how difficult it was here, the person outside would never leave or give up.

"I can persevere, I can persevere, I can persevere..." Zhang Bufang muttered this sentence, just like a monk in a temple constantly chanting Amitabha.

I don't know when I fell asleep again.

These dreams made him feel bad, but he couldn't wake up.

There are some strange things in Zhang Bufang's mind. He feels like a patient in a mental hospital. Those mental patients who run around crazy all day long, are often irritable, often depressed and scratch themselves with razors, but here

There was no doctor he could call.

Zhang Bufang could no longer feel whether he was awake or dreaming of recurring dreams. Reality seemed to have no boundary with hypocrisy. A person like Zhang Bufang lay completely on the ground, like a dead corpse.

Sometimes he could open his eyes and judge whether he was immersed in a dream, but in the end he was too lazy to even open his eyes and just kept lying there, not caring about life or death.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Bufangzhong was wandering on the edge of the dream, and suddenly heard someone calling her, but he couldn't remember who the voice was. He felt that the voice was very familiar.

"Wake up! Hello! Hello!" This voice sounded a bit sharp to him. Zhang Bufang hadn't heard such a voice for a long time. He felt a little noisy and confused. He called this person

After pushing it away, the sound disappeared for a while and started to sound again.