Ning Qingyuan and Song Jiayin both looked solemn, with smiles gone from their faces as they walked towards the ward.
"It's okay, I'm here." Ning Xiyue comforted the two.
Ning Qingzhi looked at the serious and tense people in front of him and said optimistically, "It's okay. I'm not blind. I'm lucky to be alive."
At this point, he became depressed: "You don't know, there is a teammate who will never come back. I am very lucky. I can still live to see you. I am content."
Ning Xiyue put her hand on Ning Qingzhi's shoulder and patted him comfortingly.
"Sister, do you know that I was able to save my life because of the three wolf fangs you gave me?"
Ning Qingzhi looked at Ning Xiyue with a smile of having survived a disaster in his eyes.
She knew that the wolf fangs she gave were to prevent these situations from happening and to serve as a shield in critical moments of life and death.
The big meat buns made from the energy liquid condensed from the carp's essence can also improve the eldest brother's luck and save his life at critical moments.
It seems that everything worked this time.
Ning Qingzhi had a faint smile on his face and continued to describe the thrill of that time in a calm tone.
"It was going to hit my heart, but I had my wolf fangs in my chest pocket. They blocked the bullet, allowing me to react in time and avoid the next attack. Although my eye hit the ground and was injured in the process of dodging, my heart only suffered a minor skin injury, which saved my life and killed the bad guy at the same time."
"It can be considered as revenge for my teammates." Ning Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, "So don't worry about me, I'm fine."
Song Jiayin, who was standing next to him, walked over with tears in her eyes, hugged Ning Qingzhi, buried her head in his shoulder and cried quietly.
"Big brother."
Ning Qingyuan, who was quite sentimental, hugged his brother Ning's other shoulder and rejoiced.
Ning Qingzhi patted one of them with one hand, his tone was disgusted, but there was a doting smile on his face: "You two are so grown up, and you still hug me and cry. You are still no match for my little sister."
"That's because I know big brother can get better."
Ning Xiyue picked up an enamel cup, poured a cup of hot water from the kettle and handed it over. She then took out 98-point Mingmu pills and Mingmu eye drops from her bag, held them in her hands, and spread them out in front of Ning Qingzhi.
"Brother, take it."
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