Chapter 412: Isn’t it too fast?
Zhong Mu frowned thoughtfully, "But according to the high priests of other cities, every city has a high priest, and this city must have a high priest as well. However, it is also true that there is no information about a high priest so far..."
"Where did the high priest of this city go? Only a trip to the main city can tell."
Anyway, Zhong Mu knew that if he solved the high priest, he would basically solve all the problems of the city.
But this city was extremely strange. He had never heard anything about God in this city. It was as if God and the high priest did not exist.
"By the way, doctor, where is your bow-tie communicator?" Zhong Mu moved closer to Mu He. Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that the communicator was not on him.
"I lost my communicator..." Mu He raised his hand and touched the empty sleeve on his other side. "On the first day I came here, many people surrounded me and begged for limbs. I don't know where I lost it because of the crowd. I kept looking for it. Later, my legs disappeared, and I kept looking for them too, but I couldn't find them."
His brows and eyes looked a little sad. The two of them had communicated with each other through a communicator before. This communicator was also the first thing Zhong Mu put in his hand, and it was lost accidentally.
"It doesn't matter. The communicator is gone, so what? I'm here now anyway." Zhong Mu nodded. He finally understood how the doctor got those scrapes on his palm. It was because of the communicator.
While being stared at by others, he was also crawling around in Mingyue City looking for a communicator. Just imagining such a scene makes me feel pitiful.
"Once my legs are healed, maybe I can go look for them again." Mu He lowered his head and touched his legs that were stitched. "Let's sit down and rest for a while, then I can go with you."
The strange self-healing ability itself is fast, but when staying in this place, the limbs heal exceptionally fast.
Judging from the fact that skin and flesh had grown back shortly after being stitched, the legs would be able to walk freely soon.
"So fast?" Zhong Mu was a little shocked. After all, he had just been stitched up not long ago. His strange physique plus the effects of the venue made the healing speed seem a little outrageous to a normal person.
"Take a look?" Mu He rolled up his trouser legs, revealing the two sutures. The skin and flesh on the surface had basically grown back, leaving only traces of the sutures remaining there.
Zhong Mu was at a loss, "Then...should I ask the doctor to remove the stitches now?"
He had just finished the long and painful stitching process, and now it wasn't long before the stitches had to be removed again.
"No need." Mu He shook his head lightly and touched the stitches on his leg. "Just leave it here. Just let it be a reminder of the promise I made to you."
Although the fracture healed quickly, the bone was not yet strong enough to walk, so Mu He could only sit here and wait.
Looking at the lines on his legs, Zhong Mu sighed softly, "If the doctor doesn't mind, then I'll keep them. I hope the doctor won't have to experience such pain again in the future."
He lowered his head and kissed the stitches, once again trying to soothe the pain in the doctor's leg, "Doctor's leg still hurts?"
The warm breath fell on the wound, and Mu He's body trembled noticeably. He shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"That's good." Zhong Mu straightened up with relief, staring at the doctor again and again. Unconsciously, facing the doctor with a broken body, he had become very calm and was able to accept the incomplete doctor.
Mu He quietly stroked the wound on his leg, the place where Zhong Mu had kissed, and his fingertips were also stained with the remaining warmth.
The monster that has lost the warmth of a human being still craves human body temperature. No matter how much time has passed or how long it has changed, when it touches the warmth again, it seems as if this body that has long become cold is gradually warming up.
Mu He reached out and hooked Zhong Mu's fingers together, and whispered, "I want to wash the blood off my hair."
Zhong Mu's face suddenly lit up with a smile, "Okay!"
He stood up quickly, holding the axe, "The doctor is waiting for me here!"
The doctor was willing to let him wash, which meant he was willing to accept him!
All intimate relationships begin with letting down one's guard. When the doctor let down his guard against him, that was the beginning of their relationship.
He not only had to wash the blood off the doctor's hair, but also his body, and then change into clean clothes. He couldn't let the doctor sit in this dirty alley covered in blood. Such a handsome and kind person as the doctor should be worshipped by him.
Zhong Mu ran out with an axe in his hand and started robbing people. He stole a set of clothes, some bandages, water and clean cloth.
He fled at the speed of light with his belongings under the resentful gaze of a group of residents.
He didn't have the local currency, and didn't want to use physical means to trade, so he could only act like a bad guy and steal things.
Avoiding anyone who noticed him, Zhong Mu carefully jumped back in front of Mu He, holding up his trophy, "Doctor! I'm back!"
"Yeah." Mu He nodded slightly. Listening to the energetic and lively voice, his mood also improved.
But after putting everything down and getting ready, Zhong Mu faced Mu He and suddenly got stuck.
He ran out excitedly, thinking about cleaning the doctor out of trouble, but when he actually squatted in front of the doctor, he paused.
"Doctor...can you take off your clothes?" Zhong Mu rubbed back and forth with a wet towel, at a loss.
Mu He smiled helplessly, "I only have one hand left, I can't take it off."
"Then... let me do it..." Zhong Mu put down the towel, his hands trembling, and carefully reached out to Mu He's collar.
While unbuttoning his buttons, his mind went blank, with only one sentence lingering in his mind.
Is it too fast? Too fast?
The previous second, he was still thinking that washing off the blood on the doctor's body would make the doctor clean, and he completely forgot that he needed to take off his clothes before wiping the body.
Wiping your body directly is completely different from reaching out to undress yourself.
Zhong Mu's eyes wandered around, and he didn't dare to look at Mu He for more than a second, for fear that if he glanced at him again, he would be trapped in that atmosphere, and his clean and pure mind would become dirty.
When the blue-gray robe on the outside was taken off, there was a white robe underneath.
Zhong Mu kept repeating the righteous recitation in his head. He took off both pieces of clothing and folded them aside. Then he raised the towel to wipe the blood off Mu He's body.
But when his eyes fell on him, Zhong Mu's hand holding the towel froze.
There was a healed scar on Mu He's chest. Even though it had healed long ago, the scar still looked extremely hideous, as if it was a severe injury that had torn the flesh and blood apart, which was shocking.
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