blue blood

Chapter 32

At this moment, in the hall behind him, the owner's painful cry came.

She turned around quickly, and ran into the hall, to the sofa.

At this moment, Shiozaki Yuri, who was sitting on the sofa, was holding her hair tightly with both hands, with a painful expression on her face, and she opened her mouth to yell in a low voice.

Yun Chudai supported him, and said in a panic, "Master Yuguan! Master Yuguan! What's wrong?"

Shiozaki Yuri didn't answer, just raised one hand, ruthlessly pushed her away, then stood up suddenly, moved, intending to go upstairs, but the pain made him grab the root of her hair again.

Yun Chudai stepped forward to hold him back, and shouted, "Master Yuguan! I'll call Dr. Yucun over here!"

Unexpectedly, Shiozaki Yuri went crazy, couldn't listen at all, pushed her again, raised her hand, and knocked down the porcelain vase for flower arrangement, there was a crisp sound under her feet, but no one paid attention to it.

During the pull, Shiozaki Yuri was dizzy for a while, then fell down and sat on the ground. Unfortunately, one hand just pressed on the fragments of the vase, and the pain of the hand subtracted one-tenth of the dizziness, so that He sobered up.

He frowned and looked at the hand. The cut was very obvious, and blood was spilling out.

Yun Chudai yelled "Master Yuguan", helped him up in a panic, supported him, walked to the stairs, first sent him upstairs, and then hurried downstairs, grabbed the fixed phone, and dialed Yucun Qianhui's number.

Yucun Qianhui rushed over soon after receiving the news, and Yun Chudai let him into the house.

In the hall, there was a very conspicuous mess. Qianhui Yucun saw it after entering the hall, and also saw a little blood on a certain piece of debris, so she rushed upstairs and asked Yun Chudai to take the family medicine box with her.

Shiozaki Yuri's right hand was cut, and blood was slowly oozing out. Because of the previous pain, he lay on the bed with his upper body, one hand covering his forehead, writhing in pain, and had no time to care about his injured right hand.

Urgent footsteps came from outside, and it was Qianhui Amamura who came up. When he got to the bed, he took out the injection-type analgesic and the disposable syringe that he brought, hurriedly took off the bottle cap of the injection, and sucked the injection into the syringe .

The first generation of Yun started to panic when he saw the syringe, and blurted out: "If you do this, no way! Master Yuguan..."

Yucun Qianhui didn't stop, just said: "I know, but this is the fastest way to take medicine!"

Gently squeezed out a drop of injection, and after confirming that the needle tip was smooth, he immediately asked Yun Chudai: "Please hold him down, otherwise the injection will not be possible."

For the sake of his master, Yun Chudai had no choice but to listen to Yucun Qianhui this time and hold down his master.

Amamura Chiaki squatted in front of the bed, neatly put the needle tip into the skin of Shiozaki Yuri's arm, and pressed the injection into his blood.

When finished, pull out the needle tip.

Shiozaki Yuri began to calm down and stopped rolling like that, but she was not fully awake yet.

Amamura Qianhui took off the needle, put the syringe into the packaging bag, and put it away.

Yun Chudai straightened his waist and reminded: "Doctor Yucun, the injury on Master Yuguan's hand..."

Yucun Qianhui replied: "It's okay, just wipe the wound with iodine. I'll leave this to you." After saying this, she went downstairs.

Along the stairs, he came to the ground floor, and he was about to go back, walking leisurely through the hall.

No one came to clean up that mess, and the fragments of the bottle were still lying there, but there was one thing, which was very different from the previous situation, and it was this that made him stop.

——On the fragment, the little bit of blood left behind looks blue now.

The only thing that can prove that it was crimson before is the little red thread still floating on the edge.

Afraid that he might misread it, Qianhui Yumura approached Chaosao, bent down, picked up the fragment with the liquid, carefully observed its state, and a series of thoughts emerged in his heart.

... What I saw before was indeed normal red, why does it turn blue now?

...It is absolutely impossible for someone to play a prank, but...

He raised his other hand and looked at his watch. The time displayed on the watch was exactly half an hour past the time when he received Yun Chudai's call.

...The blood code-named IF[-] was normally red when it was first drawn out, but after half an hour, it would slowly turn blue.

...The code name IF[-] was locked in the laboratory in the past, and blood was drawn every day, and Shiozaki was naturally afraid of syringes and blood, if there was a relationship between them...

……No!No!He knew additional information about the code-name IF[-] that the medical community didn't know, and he didn't need to look it up, because he probably was!It is the code name IF[-]!

Thinking of this, Yucun Qianhui couldn't help being surprised.

The person I've been looking for is actually by my side?

He heard footsteps from the stairs behind him, and he turned his head immediately, but met Shiozaki Yuri's eyes.

Shiozaki Yuri walked down, and when he saw the piece of blue liquid in his hand, he was stunned, and his footsteps stopped at the stairs, his eyes looked very surprised.

Chiki Amamura wanted to take this opportunity to ask, "Are you the code name IF3917?" However, when he saw the remaining blood on the other party's untreated wound was blue, and even the color inside the wound turned blue , he thought he no longer needed to ask.

He said in a daze: "It's not true, is it? You are...codenamed IF[-]..."

Shiozaki Yuri didn't answer this topic, but just shouted in dissatisfaction: "Why are you still staying at my house and not leaving!"

Yucun Qianhui blurted out: "Tell me! You know I'm looking for you, why are you still hiding it from me!"

Shiozaki Yuri replied coldly: "What does the truth mean to you! Do you still want me to go back to the hellish life in the past!"

Amamura Qianhui said: "It will never be like that! I used your special blood to cure the terminal illness, and I will definitely not betray you. Please believe me!"

Shiozaki Yuri sneered before replying: "How can this kind of thing cure a terminal illness? It's just a cursed strange thing that will only bring people a 'living hell'. Haven't you experienced this kind of pain? ?”

Amamura Qianhui said: "At least, I have lived till now."

At this time, Yun Chudai also ran down from the upstairs, interrupted and asked: "Master Yuguan, Doctor Yucun, please, don't hurt each other's feelings, okay? Friends, or people who are closer, in this world, It is very rare to meet, please cherish such fate."

Amamura Chiaki looked at Shiozaki Yuri quietly, her eyes were soft, but Shiozaki Yuri's eyes were still a little cold and a little aloof when facing such a gaze.

Next, they sat on the sofa, Amamura Chihui sat at one end of the sofa, Shiozaki Yuri confronted him, and sat at the other end of the sofa, they were all silent, only Amamura Chihui looked back at Shiozaki Yuri glanced.

Finally, Shiozaki Yuri started to move, turned around, but only glanced at the time on the wall clock, and then said in a lazy tone, "Shouldn't you go back? Don't stay at my house."

Yumura Qianhui stood up from this, and opened his lips to say something, but couldn't come up with any words. After hesitating for half a minute, he finally said it formally, saying: "I hope to keep in touch in the future."

Shiozaki Yuri turned her face away and remained silent.

Amamura Qianhui turned around slowly, walked to the door, and put on her shoes.

Yun Chudai went up, opened the door for him, and watched him leave until he walked onto the street before closing the door and returning to the hall.

Shiozaki Yuri also stood up and went upstairs on the steps.

Sitting on the chair in the room, the person is fixed, but his heart is not fixed, and he begins to be at a loss for the future.

During this period of time, Yucun Qianhui seemed to be a good person - he was very sure of this, but it would be better if his identity was not known by anyone.

What to do now?

He was in a mess and couldn't make up his mind.

In order to divert his troubles, he dug out his own machine design drawings, put them in front of his eyes, and looked at them one by one.When he saw the No.20 seven pictures, he suddenly raised his head, and a devil's smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Nearly twelve o'clock in the night, Yun Chudai came upstairs, ready to go back to the room to recharge and rest. When passing by the owner's room calmly, he couldn't help but stop, and saw that the room with the door slightly open was a bit messy, and the ground was full of mess. paper, while the master is busy drawing the design with his back to the door.

She should have reminded her that it's time to rest, but work cannot be disturbed, so she didn't say anything, but continued to move forward and entered a room.

Shiozaki Yuri fell into a crazy working state, standing in front of the table, regardless of the messy hair, lowered his head, holding the paper in his left hand, holding the pen in his right hand, and quickly drew the design of the robot on the paper, and the corners of his lips occasionally appeared. smile.

Those old works that are no longer qualified in his eyes were torn into pieces by him with his bare hands, and they were thrown on the ground at will.

At dawn, he stopped the pen in his hand, but he didn't intend to go to bed to catch up on sleep. There was no trace of sleepiness on his face, as if he was full of energy.

He put all the works he was satisfied with into the file bag, and then took this thing and left the messy room.

He came to the station on foot, took the first train in the morning, and came to Tokyo Bay alone, standing on the cliff, facing the vast sea.

Holding the document bag in his hand, he glanced at it. Without hesitation, he opened it, took out all the works, held it in his hand and only glanced at the design drawing on the first page. Then, with an elegant smile, he generously threw it into the sea.

The paper fell with a clatter, and the moment it fell, it fluttered in the wind, was swept away by the sea wind, fluttered like falling flowers, gently landed on the sea surface, and sank to the bottom of the sea with the tide.

He looked at these painstaking works, which disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the smile on his lips was full of sunshine and generosity.

The sea breeze passed by, messing up his hair, but he didn't look embarrassed at all, but it added [-] points of charm.

After that, he went back and got on the return train.