Chapter 103 If this is true, it is still too irresponsible
The suppressed body resisted mechanically, perhaps because he had realized the degree of threat posed by "Dan Heng" during the battle, so his target had already shifted to "Dan Heng".
Yunqi, who had been holding Jingyuan tightly, was cautious and did not let go at all. Finally, at Jingyuan's signal, hesitantly put a pair of handcuffs on him.
"My dear, when you asked me to come here, you only said that I was here to stop you from doing anything out of line, but you didn't say anything so out of line!" Potio squatted down, looked at Jing Yuan who closed his eyes and stopped struggling, and called out, "Hey - accomplice? Can you make a sound while your eyelids are still open?"
The cloud riders around looked at Potio a few more times because of this different name. If the person here was not "Jing Yuan" but someone else, they would have been a little wary of Potio because of this word.
However, Poteo took these looks well, and even said with a grin, "We are partners who can flee together."
Yunqi immediately became dissatisfied and seemed to want to argue something, but he felt that there was really no need to do so.
After all, no one knows the general's love for Luofu better than them.
Bai Lu, who had finished the diagnosis, interrupted their conversation at the right time, "There is no sign of the demonic body, nor any injuries..."
But precisely because there was nothing, this loss of control seemed to come without warning.
What will happen to the general? Bai Lu bit her lip and said in a muffled voice, "I'll check it again. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Sister Lingsha to check it as well."
"No need." Jing Yuan said, "Just prescribe some medicine to calm his nerves."
Bai Lu tilted her head, unable to tell whether this was a hint that Jing Yuan was fine or a hint that Jing Yuan's problem was still under their control.
Under normal circumstances, as a doctor, Bai Lu would have the right to ask questions to the end. However, in front of so many people, Bai Lu could not ask any more questions. He just replied in a depressed tone, "5 qian of sour jujube kernels, 3 qian of polygala root, 1 qian of licorice root, and boil them with herbal tea as a medicinal drink."
Jing Yuan paused for a moment and said apologetically, "If possible, let's change to a prescription that doesn't use tea."
This is what Fu Xuan heard when he woke up from the Sunday sync. He subconsciously replied in confusion, "You usually like to drink tea, why did you change your temper today?"
After she finished speaking, she realized what had just happened. She immediately stood up and walked quickly in the direction of "Jing Yuan", "How is he now?"
Bai Lu shook her head. She wanted to explain it, but the fact was that she really couldn't diagnose anything.
Fu Xuan froze in place as if struck by lightning, "Could it be..."
She subconsciously thought about death, and uncontrollably thought about the worse situation of being controlled by others and living a life worse than death.
Finally, Jing Yuan reminded him, "He is just fainted for now, he is not dead yet."
After hearing this, Bai Lu realized that her actions had misled Fu Xuan. "Yes, yes, yes, I shook my head because I didn't see anything."
She added so eagerly that Fu Xuan began to suspect that this eagerness was intended to cover up some fact.
You can't ask too many questions, at least not at this time. Fu Xuan closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, then turned around and saluted the other two generals. "This is a disaster that is enough to overturn the entire universe..."
Everything in the space of consciousness is nothingness, and the shrill sound after getting used to it gradually becomes a background music that can be ignored.
Half an hour? Or an hour? Time seemed to be extended infinitely; even a few minutes seemed like a long prison sentence.
"Time...you can't wait..." Polka said stubbornly.
I knew what she wanted to say. It was simply that she would not commit suicide either and that she had plenty of time to waste, but I couldn't wait.
After all, he is the fourth seat in the Genius Club. As a figure who has lived for who knows how many Amber Ages, it is natural for Polka to have some faith that he can survive until now.
"Unfortunately, what I'm waiting for is never your wavering."
A familiar feeling permeates the spirit, a variety of colors interweave together, and the mind becomes hazy as if in a lucid dream.
The lynching in consciousness was lifted, and Polka's consciousness collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
I felt myself squatting down, forcing Polka to look me in the eye, and then I heard my voice coming out of my mouth, "Can you see yourself in my pupils, Polka?"
Polka subconsciously searched for her own reflection in those gilded eyes, and then she saw a hint of dark blue in the pupils.
"Every prisoner of consciousness will eventually awaken in the cage of truth, just like now."
“You have foreseen the images of the end, you have heard the echoes of the end, but you stubbornly embarked on a wrong path. And now, you have finally awakened.”
“Only by cutting off the anchor of consciousness can time, space, and even all causes and effects melt away like raindrops falling into the sea.”
"Therefore, you know better than anyone that self-destruction is the only way to prevent the end."
"Contain the end...self-destruction..." Polka repeated in a low voice, his dilated pupils seemed to be stained with a hint of dark blue. After seeing the scalpel on the ground, he decisively picked it up and cut his throat.
The dark blue suddenly faded away, and when consciousness returned to normal, the leaky trachea made a hoarse sound.
Obviously, Polka wanted to say something else, but what her last words were will only become another unanswered question in the world.
The dark space of consciousness gradually faded away, and I saw a ball of light appear in front of me. It was getting closer and closer to me, and finally illuminated the whole world.
"Finally awake?" Jing Yuan put down the paperwork in his hand and said gently, but in the next second he raised his hand and summoned the formation knife to point directly at my throat, "Who are you?"
This is the way we agreed. Jingyuan will ask this question after I wake up.
As for the final definitive answer... In order to prevent Polka from having special skills such as being able to read memories, I did not mention it to Jingyuan.
——I believe he can tell the difference.
So, when faced with this question, I responded, “I am me.”
Jing Yuan looked at me silently, then dispersed the array knife, raised his head and put it on my forehead. After a few seconds, he said with relief, "It seems to be the best situation."
I looked around, but didn't see Sunday in the room, and... "Shouldn't I be in Taipusi?"
Now this is clearly Jing Yuan's room, I even spotted the white cat basking in the sun comfortably at the end of the bed!
"That happened yesterday." Jing Yuan reminded, "Mr. Sunday said everything was resolved, but I don't know why you haven't woken up yet."
Yesterday... While Jingyuan was explaining to me, I quietly began to approach the white cat at the end of the bed.
The lazy white cat looked at me with its blue eyes and swung its tail as if in resistance.
"Bai Lu and Ling Sha have both diagnosed you, and in the end they only came up with one answer."
However, when I tentatively tried to pick up the cat, it did not resist.
So I put it in front of me, stroked its soft head, and then scratched its chin skillfully, "So good."
"...You don't want to wake up out of your own consciousness."
I paused petting the cat and subconsciously retorted, "That's impossible. You know I have things to do. I can't let myself fall asleep."
"But are those things really so urgent that they cannot be delayed even for a moment? You know clearly that even without the memories you provided, Fu Xuan would definitely tell us all the ins and outs. The only difference is the details."
Jingyuan analyzed it carefully and obviously took my diagnosis that I didn't want to wake up as a fact.
I supported Mimi by her limbs and lifted her up. I saw my own shadow in her clear eyes. "If that's the case, then I'm really irresponsible."
The cat, whose hind legs couldn't reach the ground, kicked its legs back and forth uncomfortably, and the bell on its neck rang. I immediately put it down and tried to comfort it again.
I don't know why, but Jing Yuan watched me interact with the cat in silence. Just when I was wondering if he was worried that the cat might be too good-tempered and easily kidnapped, he said, "What you are doing right now shows that you don't want to hear what I am saying."
I later realized that maybe he was right.
I shouldn't have deliberately ignored Jing Yuan's gaze as soon as he started talking and instead tried to catch the cat at the end of the bed. This was impolite no matter how you looked at it.
What's more, when Jing Yuan obviously hadn't finished speaking, he had already started talking to Mao Mao...
The cat, who lost the massage, tilted its head and rubbed against my hand actively, but got no response.
"Meow~" It spoke in a long and coquettish tone, like a request for help, but also like a comfort.
In the end, the cat, who got nothing, lay back to its original position, but its eyes were still staring at this side.
......It must be because the cat is so cute that I did this.
I explained to myself and immediately apologized to Jing Yuan, "Sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you."
Jing Yuan looked at me silently without giving any response, but instead had an expression that said, "I want to see how you plan to deceive yourself."
First of all, thoughts are always deeply rooted. If they could really change with one sentence, there would not be so many disputes in this world.
I advised myself, then gave up the idea of explaining and asked instead, "No one was hurt?"
Logically speaking, Fu Xuan's situation is the most dangerous, but with Sunday here, the most dangerous thing would be the impact caused by me losing control.
Jing Yuan sighed and followed my question, skipping the previous topic. "No one was injured, but..."
He paused hesitantly.
If there really is a problem, Jingyuan will tell me decisively. This deliberate pause should not be a big deal, but I still can't help feeling a little worried.
"Is it them..." I looked at Jingyuan nervously, urging him silently.
Jing Yuan laughed after receiving the response, "It's just that you broke the Taibusi's Qiongyi, and Fu Qing said that when you wake up, you will be punished to work at the Taibusi as compensation."
ah? Should I go to work at Taibusi? Me?
Before I could recover from this form of compensation, Jing Yuan walked to the east and knocked on the wall. "You all heard it, too. If you have anything to say, you can come over now."
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