Chapter 22 Hahahahaha
Episode 22 Hahahaha
After dragging the man out of the dungeon, I wanted to take a warm shower and go to bed. However, looking at the two wrinkled people on the ground waiting for rescue, I began to check their wounds tirelessly.
Fortunately, the new ID card has amazing physical strength, otherwise I would really want to lie down and there would be no way I could do so much.
I was the first to check Fu Lin's body.
I am most worried about his condition.
Compared to Shang Hexing, I naturally hope that the protagonist of the comic is Fu Lin, and I also hope that he can defeat Shang Hexing. From a personal point of view, the only reason I would support him is because Fu Lin is better to me. Look at this mean and rude Shang Hexing who keeps saying that I am short. I am only one centimeter short and can round myself off and say I am 1.8 meters tall. But Fu Lin is very different, he is polite, gentle, kind and full of positive energy. But to be honest, I made this decision simply because I was sure that Fu Lin could bring me a peaceful life.
Shang Hexing is too sensitive to anything I do.
I was a little startled by him and didn't know what he would do next.
Although it is not certain how they can get their bodies back, there is always a chance.
Therefore, on this basis, Fu Lin also has to live well.
“…”
I sighed internally.
Fu Lin's face is now pale, his eye sockets are sunken, and he exudes a sickly stubbornness from the inside out.
Because he refused to give in during the fight, I punched him hard in the stomach. After being violently attacked in the vital parts, Fu Lin's breathing quickly weakened, and he was almost completely exhausted, unable to even move his fingers.
I used the flashlight on my phone to shine on his eyeballs - his pupils were still responding to light, his brain nerves and consciousness level were still within normal range, he hadn't completely fainted, he was just too tired to move.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
When I re-examined Fu Lin's physical injuries, I found that my previous judgment was too mild. There was not a single healthy piece of skin on his body. All of it was covered with sores. After being soaked in sewage for so long, the skin and flesh had ruptured. The wounds were either red and swollen or swollen and white, and there was festering. The scabs were still bleeding.
There are two possible reasons for Fu Lin's bleeding. One is that the wound was pulled during the fight just now; the other is that the wound may be infected.
It was obviously impossible to send him directly to the hospital.
There were maggots all over his body, and sending him over directly would arouse too much suspicion.
There should be basic medical tools and equipment in this air-raid shelter.
While I was still thinking about how to deal with Fu Lin's situation, Jerry's unconscious cry of pain made me suddenly realize that there was another injured person next to me.
Because of Jerry's impatient personality, I overlooked the fact that when Fu Lin started to counterattack us, Jerry exclaimed.
Now, as I focused my attention on Jerry, I noticed that hanging from his legs and hands were some kind of flat, elongated invertebrate annelid. When my eyes fell on them, the leeches, full of blood, squirmed slightly.
Compared to Fu Lin's condition, Jerry was in a moderate coma, and his pupil reflex was obviously much weaker.
“…”
Now I understood Fu Lin's entire escape plan.
He used "rain" and "leeches".
Continuous rainfall can make groundwater pollution worse, especially when connected to the city's drainage system, which may discharge raw sewage directly into the groundwater. Likewise, long-accumulated sludge and sediment can be disturbed by rainwater and enter waterways.
Fu Lin may have noticed the leeches in the dungeon from the beginning.
After all, this kind of creature will be happier living in waters with more serious pollution. Leeches are generally non-toxic, but they can carry common bacteria, parasites, toxins in water or chemical pollutants, and cause human infection by sucking blood.
Perhaps he was aware of their existence on the first day he entered the dungeon and discovered that leeches carry certain toxins. Then his inner plan began to take shape.
He wanted to raise the water level. The higher the water level, the more it would affect other people's movements, and a large number of leeches would also flow into the pond from the waterway. As soon as anyone entered the water, they were attacked like Jerry.
If one person is bitten by leeches and falls into coma, and the other person is also in the water, or even at the bottom of the water, Fu Lin's chances of winning the counterattack will be greater than expected. Even if he fails in the end, given Fu Lin's character, it wouldn't be a loss for him if he could make the other party suffer a little.
But I was lucky and didn't get bitten at all.
The reason why Fu Lin was fine was probably because "Shanghexing"'s allergic constitution made him produce antibodies to certain toxins, or because he was a player himself, which also affected his physical fitness.
But no matter what, after the whole plan took shape in my head, I couldn't help but laugh.
He was a very difficult man indeed.
*
"Is Shang Hexing crazy?!"
After Jerry woke up and heard the whole story, he looked at Fu Lin lying on the bed in disbelief, "Is he really not afraid of death?"
The leech toxin didn't change the color of his legs, which meant it wasn't that serious. After he came to, he became lively again.
I also agree with what he said.
I felt that, with Fu Lin's desperate state, if I tried to carry him away while he was still conscious, my shoulder or neck would be bitten and blood would come out.
Luckily, I still managed to stab him in the stomach without hesitation.
Jerry still couldn't understand Fu Lin's train of thought, and kept on talking: "He wouldn't be tortured to death, right? I almost thought I was going to die in the pool. I've never heard that Shang Hexing is such a lunatic before."
Strictly speaking, considering that Jerry fell into a coma in the water after being bitten by the leech, it would have been easy for him to die in there.
I fed some peeled pumpkin seeds to my little pigeon while listening to Jerry's words. "He is just weak now, not unconscious. He can hear everything you say."
Jerry immediately stopped talking, leaned towards me, and said, "Boss, why are you completely fine? Or are you just holding on?"
I calmly retorted, "If you hold on, can I still spend a few hours cleaning your wounds and moving you to a safe house to lie down?"
Normally, I don't like to be too blunt. However, the Jerry in front of him is the kind of person who can only communicate effectively using very simple and direct language.
"As expected of a man codenamed 'Bloody Mary'!" "Jerry's eyes lit up," I must tell everyone about this. ”
"Don't tell anyone about this."
I was about to give a reason, but when I was peeling the pumpkin seeds with my hands, the little pigeon stared at me with its round eyes, anxiously but patiently waiting for me to feed it. I concentrated on filling the little guy's stomach.
I didn't say anything, and Jerry didn't dare to speak either, and even his breathing began to slow down.
"Why aren't you talking?" When I said this, I turned around and looked at him. He became inexplicably excited again.
"I thought you were angry, so I didn't dare to speak."
I explained, "This water dungeon incident was the result of our carelessness. If the person had escaped, we would have been punished. We are just minimizing the risk now. There is nothing worth talking about and causing more trouble."
Jerry listened and nodded repeatedly, "I'll listen to the boss."
I don't want to tell anyone because I want to keep everything under my control.
I definitely don't want to put Fu Lin back in that prison. Now I'm thinking carefully about how to make use of the remaining time.
This new card was obviously created for me by the system, including the information I learned from Jerry. The identity and background of this "Ma Li" is also unclear. Obviously, after 100 hours, my identity will most likely be processed by the system.
If I want to lie down and spend these 100 hours, it would be best to put the time when Fu Lin escapes into the time when I leave. This way, even if the organization wants to hold me accountable, I will suffer less setbacks.
…
There are 91 hours left on the card.
During this period of time, Fu Lin's injuries must be healed.
I estimate that after all the trouble he went through today, given Shang Hexing's physical condition, he will probably need to lie down for two days before he can recover.
My thoughts were drifting away when I saw Jerry still staring at my face. Thinking about my previous speech, it seemed like I didn't want people to know that I had made a mistake, so I tried to make up for it and pretended to be profound, saying, "Didn't I mention it this morning that there are undercover agents in the organization recently? Shanghe Star just happened to fall into our hands again. It's hard not to think that an undercover agent accidentally exposed his tracks in order to find the location of Shanghe Star."
"If they find out the location of the underground water dungeon," I tried to pull out a textbook-level sneer, but I felt that my facial muscles were out of my control, so I turned my head away, avoiding his sight, and finished the last sentence, "It just so happens that the prison is empty. It's a fool's dream to save Shang Hexing."
Jerry's eyes suddenly lit up, and the next second he leaned forward and said, "You even guessed this step, you are so strong! It's as if you saw it all."
Normally I would take compliments lightly, but after hearing what Jerry said, my ears couldn't help but burn. I felt like I was doing something very shameful and felt extremely guilty.
I opened my mouth and found that my throat was a little dry. I couldn't speak. I didn't know what to do. Jerry's stomach just happened to "rumble" and said, "Go find something to eat."
Jerry smiled sheepishly and stood up as he spoke, "Then I'll go shopping and bring some for the boss as well."
"No, I just ate."
I think when you are out and about alone and the situation is uncertain, it is better to try not to eat food that you cannot see how it is prepared.
Before he left, he subconsciously touched his pocket and asked, "Boss, where is my phone? Didn't you see it when you helped me change my clothes?"
"No." Why did I pay attention to this matter? I subconsciously asked, "Where was it when you last saw it?"
Jerry's face instantly turned pale, "...water dungeon."
When I heard that, I thought it would be easy to find since the pond is only that big.
“When you go into the water, remember to wear waterproof clothing and rubber boots.”
I added, "Oh, and if you get bit by a leech, don't just pull it out. Just bring a salt shaker with you."
As soon as I said this, Jerry started wailing as if I had kicked him into hell.
This suppressed my desire to ask him to catch a basket of leeches for me to study.
*
After Jerry left, I waited patiently for another five minutes.
After making sure that no one would come to disturb him, I quickly took out the medical kit, put on sterile gloves, took out a disposable infusion set and injection needle, and planned to continue to give Fu Lin a special treatment - a total intravenous nutrition (TRN) package: fat emulsion, amino acids and glucose.
"Shang Hexing" has very white skin and obvious blue veins in his elbows. If he rubs his arms a few more times, the veins will become visible.
However, when I just wiped the center of his elbow with alcohol cotton and was about to give him a snack, Fu Lin's hand moved for a moment, and before I could react, he slapped my hand away. Because he was handcuffed, his range of motion was limited, but the needle almost pierced my body, and a small amount of the nutrient solution spilled on the ground.
Not only that, Fu Lin stared at me with hatred, "What do you want to do to me?"
A fire of new and old hatreds suddenly burned in my heart.
I saved him and took care of him, but I didn't ask for any thanks from him.
He even glared at me.
I should knock him on the head right now and let this heartless guy die on the street. But at this moment, I suddenly remembered Du Maurier's "The Birds". When faced with the birds that attacked their family for no reason and pierced his face and hands, the protagonist Nat just said considerately that they were in the dark and didn't know where they were, so they were too scared. That's not what the original sentence says, but it's pretty much the same idea.
Nat could forgive them.
I think I can do it too.
At this moment, I am Nat, and Fu Lin is just a poor little bird who has just been backstabbed, abused inhumanely by the organization, and is in the deep darkness, not knowing how to deal with himself.
I started brainwashing myself.
Fu Lin's hostility was not directed at me, but was simply due to too much pain and betrayal he had experienced.
He is now an angry bird.
I just calmed myself down, but Fu Lin was like a fire that could not be put out. The sparks in his eyes were full of hostility towards me. "Don't touch me."
My heart sank suddenly.
I know that this is not simply resistance, but more comes from a deep fear and distrust.
Being emotional right now wouldn't be good for his health.
If you have this free time, you really should take a good rest.
So I said calmly: "If you stay awake, you will know that I want to kill you and I have the chance at any time."
Fu Lin didn't listen to me. He said with all his strength, "Don't say these high-sounding words. Don't think I don't know that there must be addictive tranquilizers in it, which makes it impossible for me to completely get rid of you. I tell you, don't think you can control me easily!"
“…”
To be honest, what he said makes sense.
I can't say I'm here to save you, can I?
The system doesn’t allow me to say this or do this.
It's a dead end now.
I stared at Fu Lin, who seemed to be planning to confront me. Although I really wanted to force-feed him, considering Fu Lin's poor condition, forced injection would not do any good to his body.
After thinking about it, I moved away, planning to wait until he was tired and fell asleep, and then give him another injection. However, Fu Lin was unwilling to see me leave, and continued to speak in a sharp tone, "What kind of quirk do you have with the nickname "Bloody Mary", okay? ”
“…”
This repeated provocation...
My steps stopped again.
I don’t know whether he wants to punish himself or others by provoking others to beat him?
Did he think, after hearing my conversation with Jerry, that he was now completely isolated and helpless under my "well-thought-out" plan, and that he simply gave up on himself?
This thought made my heart tighten.
In order to make him quiet down, don't give up just because of a failed counterattack. I will definitely release the sea next time.
So I slowed down my breathing and tried to make my voice sound normal, yet a little distant and indifferent.
"Fu Lin."
Following this low call, the irritable man in front of him suddenly seemed to freeze. It was visible to the naked eye that the "little bird" that was pecking at people everywhere in fear trembled unconsciously for a moment, and its movements became slow.
I said calmly, "You know what? He is the person I admire most in this city."
I paused, and glanced at him, my tone gentle yet powerful, "You've been with him for so long, how come you don't have even one tenth of his politeness, composure, and rationality? Your friends would definitely be disappointed if they saw you like this."
This sentence was like a silent slap in the face.
Fu Lin froze, the blush of shame on his face spreading rapidly to his ears. He just lay on the bed, like a squib, motionless. "Why are you saying these things to me?"
This moment was the best he had behaved all day.
“…”
Do you think I will answer?
Of course it’s to cheer you up!
I sat back in my seat and suddenly thought about Fu Lin's panic when I called his name. In my head, I suddenly remembered that he had mocked my name, so I secretly gave him a soft knife and said calmly, "Weird hobby? "Bloody Mary" is the only gift my mother left me. ”
After Jerry came back, Fu Lin didn't dare to look at me again.
Hahahahahahaha.
Humph, I'm not someone who can be bullied.
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