Chapter 141 A child who can make medicine? Weird

The blood flowed slowly along the pale skin, gathering in the grooves of the scars, reflecting the gorgeous flowers.

The pain of having the flesh cut open seemed to mask the strange, soft touch just now.

That's right, the feeling just now was too terrible.

He put down the knife, raised his right hand, tilted his head and looked at the wound he had cut.

Blood flowed down his forearm.

He moved his lips closer, stuck out his tongue and licked the blood away.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something touching his calf.

He looked down and saw that the child had followed him without him noticing. He was holding something in his hand and looking up at him.

It was dark in the lab and I could barely see.

Fu Han's eyesight is not good and everything he sees is blurry.

He knew where every item and every medicine in the laboratory was even with his eyes closed, so he never cared about the feeling of having a thick fog in front of his eyes.

But now, when he met those round eyes, he suddenly felt as if the thick mist was cut by the stars.

Everything before my eyes was extremely clear.

The stars have wet eyes, and the countless stars pour out all the clear emotions.

She held up a small bottle of medicine in her short hands, and said in a trembling and anxious voice:

"Brother, brother is injured, it hurts..."

Fu Han was stunned for a moment.

Even though he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, he could still tell that the child in front of him was not normal.

It's not like he hasn't captured living people for experiments before.

In this desolate wilderness, there are always one or two people with ulterior motives appearing from time to time.

He would catch them, bring them back, and experiment on them.

After death, when all usefulness is lost, the body will be melted down——

He is a clean person.

Those he captured were always the same.

Fear, cursing, threats, begging for mercy, despair.

At first he found it interesting and would take the initiative to talk to them and ask about changes in the outside world.

But after a long time, he found it boring.

All the same.

Later, fewer and fewer people came here, and he hadn't seen any living creatures or spoken a word for a long time.

He looked at Xingxing, and the robotic arm slowly took the potion from Xingxing's hand, moved closer, blinked his white eyelashes, and tilted his head to take a closer look.

This turned out to be a completely unfamiliar potion.

He was sure that he didn't have it.

He looked at the child again, his blue eyes showing a hint of doubt:

"Where is this from?"

Xingxing sniffed, her eyes still fixed on her brother's bleeding left hand, and she spoke:

"This is made by the stars... Don't worry, brother, it can be disinfected and it won't hurt!"

She pointed at Fu Han's bleeding right hand: "It hurts! Whoosh..."

The child's face turned red with anxiety, and he looked much more panicked than when he was caught by him.

Fu Han tilted his head and looked at the stars for a while, his voice was faint, hoarse and cold:

"Are you not afraid?"

Xingxing was still a little scared at first, but now she was so worried about the injury on her brother's hand that the little bit of fear disappeared.

The child's little head shook like a rattle:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, wu...brother, please apply the medicine quickly. There is too much bleeding, it's not good."

My brother looks very weak and fragile, just like glass that is easily broken.

Xingxing was really afraid that her brother would faint in the next second.

Fu Han blinked, suddenly raised his left hand, and fiercely pinched the child's fingers.

"Ah!" Xingxing cried out, but she was not very scared.

But the metal felt extremely cold and hard, and the cold feeling seemed to penetrate directly into her heart, causing it to thump.

Fu Han stared at the wound on Xingxing's wrist.

This was caused by a child rubbing the tape with a small stone.

Fu Han looked at the wound and then at the potion.

Without saying a word, he poured the potion directly on Xingxing's wrist.

Xingxing widened her eyes: "Brother! Second brother, this is yours..."

She had no idea that Fu Han was using her to test drugs.

I just suddenly felt that my brother was very good——

Wuwu, brother doesn’t use such useful medicine, he gives it to Xingxing.

Actually, my second brother is super nice!

Fu Han ignored Xingxing and just bent down to stare at Xingxing's wrist.

Only at this moment was his gaze focused and straight.

There was a slight morbid excitement about him, which added an extremely dangerous temptation to his beautiful face that was so exquisite that it didn't look like a real person.

Then he saw the wound on the child's wrist. The bleeding slowly stopped and the redness and swelling around it faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He observed the child's expression again, and apart from anxiety and worry, there was no sign of pain.

It really is a wound medicine.

Fu Han has all kinds of magical medicines here, except for any medicine for injuries.

He is cruel to others and to himself. He is truly inanimate. When he is too bored, he will even use himself as an experiment.

The emotions of surprise and excitement became more and more obvious in the blue eyes.

"You deserve it?"

Xingxing nodded vigorously: "Yes! I'm sorry, brother. Xingxing shouldn't have taken your things casually...but Xingxing is worried that brother will be hurt."

Fu Han stared at her: "How did you do that?"

Xingxing: "Xingxing calculated...Brother, your hand..."

She was so anxious. Why didn't her second brother care about his injuries at all?

The blood on Fu Han's hand had already solidified, and the dark red bloodstains were winding around his forearm, making it look even more eerie.

Fu Han stood up and carried the child directly into the room.

Then, he pointed to the test tubes and bottles of various colors on the laboratory table:

"Get another one."

Xingxing also wants to get another one because he has used up the existing one.

Brother Wuwu is so nice...

She nodded vigorously and ran over with her short legs. She couldn't reach the table, so she tried hard to climb onto the chair.

That's enough for those doses.

Xingxing tilted her head and thought for a while, then picked up two test tubes, poured some into a clean beaker, and stirred it with a glass rod.

Finally, a little bit of crystals of which I couldn't tell what they were were added.

She held the teacup in both hands and said to Fu Han hurriedly:

"Alright brother! Come quickly, Xingxing will help you apply medicine, it hurts!"

Fu Han just stared at the medicine in her hand without blinking, muttering:

"Ah... this is also possible..."

The faint shadows under the gloomy beauty's eyes revealed a hint of inhuman coldness and excitement.

He licked his lips unconsciously and said:

"This." He pointed to the medicine beside him, "I want people to feel the same pain as skin burns when they touch it, but there will be no physical abnormalities.

"Well, there's something missing, but I'm not sure... Do you know what it is?"

He speaks much more clearly now, and when his voice is no longer hoarse, it sounds surprisingly nice—

It matches his long silver hair and ice-blue eyes surprisingly well.

Like clear snow falling on a cold sea.

Xingxing blinked, stared at the wound on her second brother's hand, her mind turned, and she said softly:

"Xingxing knows! But my brother has taken the medicine, and Xingxing will tell him later~"