blue blood

Chapter 6

The golden light fell on his shoulders. After he walked out of the church for a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the tall and beautiful church in the setting sun, talking to himself involuntarily.

"Can God really save me? Can God really end the nightmare that has haunted me for so many years..."

Leaving such a question behind, he turned around and continued walking along the road.

At this time, Yucun Qianhui had just returned home. When he entered the hall, there was a quiet atmosphere. There was no one in the hall. He walked through the kitchen, but there was no one in it. Only then did he realize that he was the only one who came back first.

So, Yucun Qianhui walked into her bedroom, intending to take a rest in the bedroom.

He sat directly on his bed, took out a book from the bedside, opened it and read it.

It was very calm at first, but after a few more minutes, something big happened to him, and his body suddenly felt a sharp pain, no matter where it was, it hurt.

The book fell from his hand to the ground, and he couldn't care about it at all. He hugged his body tightly with both hands, and fell on the bed, frowning deeply, looking very painful.

His body seemed to be shattered. In such pain, he should have called an ambulance immediately, but he just gritted his teeth and endured it.

This is not the first time that he has suffered such severe pain all over his body. He endured it every time and never told his family members, because this is not a disease, and he only needs to endure it for 5 minutes before he recovers.

He rolled on the bed for 5 minutes. After 5 minutes, the severe pain in his body was completely taken away again. He was lying flat, facing the ceiling, panting for breath as if saved.

It's not a disease, it's God's punishment—he always thinks so.

It is not destiny to be able to live until now, but to reverse the wheel of fortune and use the greatest price...

When he was seven years old, he was terminally ill. Even the most skilled physicians were helpless and could only suggest to his parents that he should be euthanized.

He was lying on a hospital bed, wearing a respirator, and his body was full of tubes, but he was very conscious. He knew that he was about to accept death, and he was very unwilling to leave this world. He stretched out his little hand and held his mother tightly. hands, begging his mother to save himself with his eyes.

The mother left the bed and left the hospital with a haggard look on her face.

He was heartbroken, thinking that his mother had abandoned him who was seriously ill, and also threw him to death.

Half a month later, my mother came back, even more haggard, but in a good mood.He sneaked a glimpse of her handing a medicine bottle the size of a glass injection bottle to the attending physician outside the door, pleading over and over again, and even knelt down to the doctor.

He had no idea what was in the bottle, just saw a touch of blue, the color of the ocean.

The attending physician agreed to his mother's request, and changed the blue crystal plus reagent in the bottle into a liquid. The blue liquid was sucked up with a syringe, and then injected into the artery in his arm.

Three days later, there was a miraculous turning point. His severe illness gradually eased, and he escaped from the clutches of death. The attending physician announced that he still had a chance of treatment, and transferred him from the intensive care unit to the general care unit, and then he was hospitalized for half a month. , he was finally discharged from the hospital in good health.

It was only later that he gradually learned the truth that the blue crystal was blue blood, which came from far away Ireland and was taken from the living body of a child with a special constitution. Since blue blood was expensive, his mother had to buy it in order to buy it. All property has been sold.

He also embarked on the path of studying medicine.

He has never known the name of the owner of Blue Blood, including his mother. He only knows a mysterious code name - IF[-].

He has been trying to find him, the boy code-named IF[-].

However, since he became a doctor, after consulting various sources, he learned that the mysterious institute where the blue blood crystals were produced had closed down more than ten years ago, and the whereabouts of the blue blood boy was unknown, so he had to give up searching.

He didn't complain about the inexplicable short-term severe pain these years. In his heart, he always believed in this point: the code-named IF[-] might also suffer from the same pain when he was forced to do blood research.

... After so many years, where are you?Are you alive, are you happy?

... Without you, without your special blood, I would not be able to live up to now. You are my god. If I meet you in my lifetime, I will protect you and never let you become a medical victim again.

Looking at the ceiling, his mind was not there. He was thinking about the code name IF[-], and he had already forgotten the time.

Putting down the matter of the blue blood crystal, other things that came to his mind were related to Shiozaki Yuri.

This young man with the outline of a Western European was reflected in his mind. He propped up his upper body, sat on the edge of the bed, supported the edge of the bed with both hands, and began to ponder the problem of this young man again.

Working in the hospital for many years, he has met countless patients and seen all kinds of personalities, but this is the first time he has met someone like Yuri Shiozaki.

The silhouette of a Western European Caucasian, with golden brown pupils, is like an angel, but shrouded in a cold complexion that does not match the angel's appearance, making people doubt whether he has a human heart.

There are several types of cold personalities: the first is snobbish, the second is the son of the rich and powerful, and the third is psychological barrier...

Amamura Qianhui speculates that the coldness of the other party is not due to the influence of life, but from the heart.

If a person has been traumatized or often bullied in the past, he will want to be strong in his heart, and he is used to protecting his fragile heart with a cold appearance.

The color represented by coldness is black and blue.

Which color do you belong to?Shiozaki Yuri...

One day passed in a blink of an eye. It was promised to be sunny, but it was a humid rainy day when we came early in the morning.

The rain wasn't too heavy, it was a patter of moderate rain, ticking endlessly, washing away the stale air and dust that had accumulated in the city for a long time.

The lights of the traffic lights are dim in the rain, and there are no people on the street, only colorful umbrellas that move at any time.

The square-shaped cars lined up in a straight line, the colorful umbrellas like flowers, and the very dim lights flickering and flickering are all squeezed into a long and winding straight line with almost no gaps, and countless crystal raindrops fall on it—— A bird's-eye view of the city's streets from the air is such a scene. You can't see the color of the street at all, and you can't see the figure of people at all.

The rain is the tears of the angels falling, because the wings are broken, and the tears left when they fall are so cold because of the condensation of sadness.

Yucun Qianhui didn't like this kind of weather, but he had to go out, so he could only hold an umbrella in self-pity, strode across the wet street, trying to avoid the puddles and puddles.

It was an old friend who had not seen him for many years who sent the invitation, so he had to go out to meet this old friend, and it would be good for the other party to treat him, even though the weather was bad.

And what about Shiozaki Yuri? ——Sitting on the sofa at home, looking at the lilies on the top of the cabinet, doing nothing.

Yun Chudai came into the hall and seeing him bored, he couldn't help but make an idea for him. He walked to the sofa, clasped his fingers and hung them in front of him, and said, "I heard that there is a good new movie released today. Is Master Guan interested in movies?"

Shiozaki Yuri was always thinking about the hospital, but didn't make any answer.

Yun Chudai said again: "It's the background of the mecha era! I saw the poster when I passed by the cinema last night. I'm so envious of such a steel physique..."

Yuri Shiozaki raised his head, finally paid attention to her, and asked calmly, "Are you interested in the shape of the mecha?"

Yun Chudai nodded quickly, and confessed: "The appearance of the mecha is so beautiful! And it's so tall!"

...That's right, the first generation of Yun is a robot, and has a different aesthetic to mechas than humans. In her eyes, tall mechas are beautiful.

Yuri Shiozaki suddenly realized, looked back out of the window, and replied, "But it's raining now."

Yun Chudai simply said: "It doesn't matter! Lord Yuguan is a special man with the title of 'Qing Man'! The sun will come out soon!"

Shiozaki Yuri had no choice but to stand up and agreed to her request: "Then, let's change clothes."

Yun Chudai smiled and nodded again: "Yeah!" He just turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly he was taken aback, turned around immediately, and looked at the master apologetically.

Shiozaki Yuri couldn't help being curious: "What's wrong?"

Yun Chudai replied apologetically: "The battery is about to run out, can Lord Yuguan wait for me for a while?"

Yuri Shiozaki knew that she was going to go back to charge, and knew that her battery was low, so she was a little unhappy, and complained: "Why did you ask me to go to the movies when the battery is almost out?"

Yun Chudai replied: "It's okay, the movie at night is also very good."

Shiozaki Yuri sat back on the sofa, put one arm on the armrest, and said flatly, "You go, leave me alone."

Sensing the host's unhappiness, Yun Chudai quickly apologized: "I'm really sorry, but I'll be back soon!" After saying that, he turned around, ran up the stairs, ran into a bedroom, and closed the door up.

In the somewhat dark bedroom, she took off her maid outfit, pinched a wire covered in a transparent tube connected to the charging device with her index finger and middle finger, pushed the power connector with three needle points closer to the inside of her wrist, and then put it on again. The remaining seven such wires are near the temple, the back shoulder, the thigh, and the other wrist.

A row of indicator lights on the charging device began to flash, indicating that it was working. The current flowed out continuously and was continuously fed into her body. She closed her eyes and remained motionless, like a puppet.

And Shiozaki Yuri could only sit on the sofa, with the hand resting on the armrest raised up, gently supporting the tip of his chin with the palm, a little dull.

It's okay if you don't agree, but once you agree, but something goes wrong, people will naturally be unhappy.

As evening fell, the door of Yunchudai's bedroom finally moved. She came out wearing a sea blue girly sailor suit. The first thing she saw was the owner sitting on the sofa drinking whiskey alone. The crystal clear ice cubes in the bottom of the glass is still visible.