Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

After arriving in the new city, Jiang Que returned to the hotel after a busy afternoon. He was a little surprised when he opened the door and didn't see Brian rushing towards him.

After flying for so long, this guy got lost?

Brian hadn't returned until midnight, and Jiang Que felt something was wrong.

He suspected Brian was dead.

It will probably turn into a rotten bat and won't know where the stink is.

But he has no evidence.

Beauty System: [……]

You really have a serious illness.

Which good man would suspect that his host was dead if he couldn't see his wife?

Even the top-level divine mines cannot mine divine gold as pure as yours.

The beautiful system said with disdain: [I checked for you. Brian is being hunted down and is currently seriously injured, but not dead. Will you save him? I'll give you the address.]

Jiang Que, who was sleeping, closed his eyes again, covered himself with the quilt and slept peacefully: "No help."

What does their family infighting have to do with me?

I am just a weak, short-lived human.

He will come back on his own when he recovers.

Not urgent.

Beauty System: [……]

Love goes or goes.

It wasn't my wife who died.

...

The moon is dark and the wind is strong, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, illuminating everything. The dark night sky is like a piece of black cardboard, secretly sprinkling the moonlight on it, forming bright and tiny stars.

When Jiang Que found Brian, he was hiding in a small cave deep in the jungle, leaning against the damp wall and breathing in pain. His big black wings had several holes in them, and he couldn't retract them because it was too painful, so he had to spread them out and let them droop on the ground.

His body was covered with scars from the fight and bloodstains. Due to excessive blood loss, his already porcelain-white skin looked even paler. He hid in a corner, and even his golden hair looked dull.

The entrance to the cave was too small, so Jiang Que bent down and crawled in.

Hearing the sound, Brian instantly opened his red eyes and bared his fangs, ready to fight to the death.

Jiang Que shone the flashlight on him, but the light was too dazzling and Brian dodged.

Jiang Que crawled in, patted the mud off his body, and looked up at the pitch-black, smelly, and damp cave.

"Didn't you say you could find me? I live here?"

Brian: "..."

Seeing that the person coming was Jiang Que, Brian leaned back against the wall with caution: "Why are you here? Don't worry about me and leave quickly. Those vampires are still nearby. I am too weak to protect you now."

Brian's voice was weak as he spoke. There was a big hole in his chest, and blood was oozing out of it. He couldn't cover it with his hands.

If he stays any longer, this guy will die due to excessive blood loss.

"Are these what you are talking about?" Jiang Que threw the garbage bag full of black bats in his hand onto the ground, revealing a pile of dead bats.

Brian's eyes widened, he recognized this.

The injuries on his body were caused by them.

"You..." Brian felt so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Jiang Que clapped his hands and said calmly, "I saw them flying around on the way here. I thought they were ghosts in the middle of the night. I scared them to death and then I solved the problem."

"..."

You are so...handy.

I just can't figure it out.

Brian lost too much blood and his eyelids began to twitch after he was no longer in danger.

Jiang Que squatted over and shone the flashlight on the most fatal wound on his body. No matter how hard he pressed, the bleeding would not stop.

The fabric at the edge of the wound was still gleaming in the light, but it was difficult to see because it was covered by the red blood.

The weapons used by this group of people were stained with something, and if Brian was scratched, the wound would be difficult to heal. Even if he escaped, he would die from excessive blood loss due to the difficulty in healing the wound.

Brian leaned against the wall in a semi-conscious state, and even his breathing gradually weakened.

Jiang Que glanced at the wound that was almost drained of blood and sighed in pain.

Then he raised his left hand and made a small cut on the tip of his index finger with the nail of his thumb. Two drops of light golden light and blood were squeezed into Brian's mouth.

Golden light flowed from Brian's throat to his entire body, and the wounds on his body reshaped and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, restoring his smooth, porcelain-white skin that turned purple at the touch.