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The two were chatting when a nurse passed by with a mop and accidentally crashed into a small cart.

"Huh, are you alright?"

and the two hurriedly walked over and helped him up.

"Xiao Zhang, how are you?"

Behind him, another nurse also hurriedly walked over, taking advantage of Xiao Zhang on the ground to attract the attention of the two, he quickly grabbed the bloody gauze on the cart and stuffed it into his pocket, and then replaced it with another one.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm sorry for the trouble. The

nurse hurriedly got up and said to the two.

"It's okay, be careful in the future, just mopping the floor, it's very slippery. The

head nurse was relieved to see that the person was fine, and after a few words of advice, the two nurses left with cleaning utensils.

"Hmm, we have such a young nurse in the hospital?" the

head nurse suddenly said as the two of them left.

"I think there is, what's wrong?"

Zhen Zhen hadn't been here for long, so she wasn't very clear.

"Nothing, where did we just go?" the

head nurse shook her head and continued the conversation.

......

After some confirmation, the head nurse finally believed the fact that Tang Dao's wound had scabbed, although he didn't understand how he did it, but after all, it was Boss Tang who said hello, and she didn't say anything, if there was any problem, Boss Tang would deal with it himself.

At night, although Tang Xin did not choose to accompany him in the same ward, he also stayed in the next room.

Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, Tang Dao came to the door, and after confirming that no one was there, he locked the door, turned off all the lights, pulled the curtains thick, walked into the toilet, and closed the windows of the toilet together, and plugged the gaps with paper towels to prevent light from penetrating.

When you close your eyes, your vision is plunged into infinite darkness, and the sounds around you fade away, as if you can sense time passing by your fingertips, and everything seems to overlap at this moment.

Tang Dao opened his eyes suddenly, stepped forward, and pulled open the doorknob, and sure enough, the outside was no longer a clean and tidy ward, but a cement slab room with no traces of decoration, and there was a thick layer of ash on the ground.

The wound on the shoulder became scorching, and it seemed that it was about to ignite in the next moment, so that Tang Dao had to tear off the gauze on it, and the wound that had begun to scab over appeared at this moment with a faint blue flame, from the inside out.

What made Tang Dao feel even more uncomfortable was that the bones in his whole body seemed to have a consciousness, but they were transmitting the same feeling, that is

, pain! It was as if someone was holding a knife and scraping his bones little by little, and the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made Tang Dao fall directly to the ground, twisted like a worm.

"Why?"

Tang Dao's face distorted, he didn't understand what was going on, why he had to experience this incomparable pain again.

"Because today is the first year of junior high school. The

voice of the flower sounded in the doorway.

"The first

day of junior high school?" Tang Dao turned his head with difficulty, a little puzzled, what happened

to the first day of junior high school, "You forget, we are no longer pure people now, and every fifteenth day of the new year, we have to accept the pain of being washed by the yin wind.

The other side of the flower slowly approached, and Tang Dao realized that the delicate brows of the other side flower were also tightly locked, and it was obvious that she was also suffering from the yin wind.

"Hold on, or you'll be a lonely ghost, and if you lose your mind, I'll kill you with my own hands.

After the other side finished speaking, she also stood in place and did not move.

A gust of wind gradually blew around, blowing through people's muscles, flesh, muscles and bones, like a piece of sharp blades, slowly cutting people slowly, cold and biting pain, from under the skin to the bone marrow.

Tang Dao had been forced out of the judge form, and he thought that he would not have to bear the pain of flesh and blood cutting, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

Sen Sen's white fingers slammed into the concrete floor, and the flames around him were beating non-stop, showing that Tang Dao's current state of mind was by no means calm.

There seems to be a voice in my heart that says, give up, fall into this boundless pain, abandon your consciousness, and never suffer this inexplicable pain again, give up...

Do you really want to give up?

Tang Dao panted like a cow, and the sporadic flames on his body dripped to the ground like sweat rain.

But if you don't give up, what will you gain?

You won't get anything...

No, even if life is chaotic, even if the future is bleak, you can't give up, not to get, but to protect, at least, you shouldn't lose again.

She has lost a lot, even her life, but she is not nothing, at least, she still has a mother who loves

her, she should protect her, she should not give up, if she becomes a monster without consciousness, how sad will she be? As a judge, her duty is to block the abyssal beast, but if she gives up, is she really doing her best? The ability gained through the judge is not only the ability, but also the responsibility that this ability brings.

The abyssal beast is extremely ferocious, once it really rushes into the world of light, the human race is afraid that it will suffer, and the mother is just an ordinary person, how can she protect herself? Even if it is for the sake of the mother, she should insist on this responsibility.

And Han Shan, if he just left, so unexplained, this kid will probably be very uncomfortable, right?

If that's the case, why give up? Right?

Live for yourself, for the sake of those who love and be loved.

Even if life is not beautiful, you can't give up, at least, you still have yourself.

I

don't know how long it took, a morning rooster broke the dawn, and the world of light and darkness quickly converged, and then overlapped.

The original concrete floor also turned into cold tiles, and the pain on his body slowly dissipated, and the cool ground made Tang Dao wake up.

"Whew.

Tang Dao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't believe that he had really survived.

Taking a breath again, Tang Dao grabbed the leg of the bed and struggled to get up, only to find that the injury on his left shoulder had healed, leaving only a faint trace.

"This..."

Just when Tang Dao was surprised, his stomach made a protest sound, and an incomparable hunger welled up in his heart, as if the cells in his whole body were urging him to find something to eat.

Sweeping my eyes, the fruit basket at the head of the bed, apples and bananas or something, I stepped on the horse and ate it directly...

"Not enough, not at all, still hungry. "

The fruit basket is down, but it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and it can't set off the slightest wave.

So, on that day, Tang Dao became famous in the hospital, and swept all the breakfast stalls at the entrance of the hospital with the momentum of the wind and clouds.

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