Ah Si was very angry. He said he was just going to take a look, but ended up with injuries all over his body. It was fortunate that the goddess of the Colorful Clothes Clan did not suffer the same fate. If she had died, there would probably be nothing left of this man, not even his ashes.

He grabbed Zhong Suhan's hand angrily and pulled her onto the back of the bird. The smell of blood was blown into the air by the wind. He could only judge how seriously she was injured by the wounds on her body. He was shaking with anger.

Zhong Shuhan stretched out his hand to hug the child, and was slapped in the face without a doubt.

"That's what you told me when you left!"

The guilty savior touched his nose, looked at the angry Jiaodian pitifully, and asked for a hug aggrievedly, "Things have changed. He knows that I have entered the range of the Colorful Clothes Clan. Ah Si, I am in pain."

She was covered in blood, and her white hair was stained with blood. He was still angry, so Asi didn't really want to hug her. However, her expression looked so aggrieved and pitiful that he hesitated for a moment before hugging her. Only then did he realize that her body was very hot.

"You're so hot, Zhong Shuhan, you have a fever."

Zhong Shuhan smelled the unique fragrance on Ah Si and felt at peace, but his mind kept reappearing the scene where Ah Jie told him happily that the man had given her perfume.

What's the name of that perfume?

Midnight Rose.

I think that's the name. What a frivolous name, just like that man, disgusting.

She hugged her little sun tightly, "A Si... I'm cold."

"Hold on a little longer."

A Si came in a hurry, and the medicines he brought with him were all anti-inflammatory and hemostatic. Zhong Shuhan had many old wounds on her body, and at the moment he couldn't judge which medicine she could take and which would be effective, so he could only ask her to hold on for a while.

Fortunately, the Huanhuan Bird was very fast and there were no pursuers behind it. It reached the Tianming tribe's territory in less than half a day. After obtaining Linmu's permission, he directly controlled the Huanhuan Bird to land in his own small yard.

At this moment, Gu Shui and others who had returned before them had already sent Huo Ming over. Seeing him come back, the people of the Baihua Clan knelt down immediately and begged him to save their lives.

A huge crowd of people crowded into his small yard, and because of the large number of people, some flowers and plants were even trampled, which made him feel even worse. He looked gloomy and wanted to lose his temper.

Before he could finish his words of scolding, the man who was dazed and conscious from the burning fever came up to him again. Perhaps because his wounds were still bleeding, his clothes were soaked with blood in several places.

"Ah Si, you smell so good, and so cool, so comfortable~"

Ah Si took a deep breath and clenched his fists, "Get out of here!!!"

"Haha, Ah Si is angry." Zhong Shuhan laughed foolishly, then watched Gu Shui and the others leave, and pointed at Huo Ming on the ground, "What should we do with him?"

After all, it was Zhong Shuhan who saved him at the cost of his injuries, so we can't just leave him like that.

Ah Si squatted down and took a quick look at the injuries. The man was seriously injured, with all his internal organs damaged. Half of the reason he was still alive was because of the medicine he gave Zhong Shuhan, and the other half was simply because he was lucky.

"Zhong Shuhan..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of an object falling behind him.

……

"Snowball."

Grayish-white snowflakes fell sparsely on the glass cover of the rose room. Sister was wearing a white cotton dress, standing in front of the orange and red-edged golden roses. The smile on her face was the happiness and sweetness she had never seen before.

"Xuetuanzi, he brought me a bottle of perfume called Midnight Rose, and said that this scent suits me very well."

The table, which used to only hold books, tea and cakes, now has a palm-sized tortoise-shell perfume bottle with blooming roses painted in gold and silver on it, which looks gorgeous and exquisite.

"Xuetuanzi, I seem to have fallen in love with him."

Where was the perfume bottle later? In the blood that flowed down the wall.

Zhong Suhan opened her eyes and found that Asi was changing the wet towel on her forehead. She grabbed his hand, pulled him down on the bed, and then hugged him tightly.

"Wow! You're awake?" Ah Si was startled. He struggled to pull out a hand and threw the wet towel that fell on the bed back into the basin. "How do you feel? Your temperature won't go down, and you have injuries on your body..."

Zhong Suhan couldn't hear what Ah Si said. She was still immersed in the dream. The face that was exactly the same as that man suddenly reminded her of the reason for Ah Jie's tragic death - as a weapons maker, she was abandoned by the organization.

Years of continuous war have caused the world's weapons to iterate very quickly, and countries are developing more advanced weapons and more advanced tactics.

However, any academic research will encounter bottlenecks. Sometimes it only takes a moment to break through the bottleneck, while sometimes it takes a long half a lifetime.

The organization would not give her a long half-life to break the bottleneck, so when she failed to develop new and more powerful weapons for three months, when a child with the same talent as her appeared in the new generation of Gemini.

She was ruthlessly abandoned by the organization.

There is only one outcome for being abandoned by the organization, and that is annihilation. She was prepared for this, so she ran away when the organization took action.

But, my sister couldn't run away.

She is dead.

She died tragically at the hands of the man who gave her the midnight rose.

The roses were trampled and ravaged, the perfume bottles were broken into pieces and scattered all over the floor, and the rich floral fragrance inside could not cover up the disgusting stench and smell of blood in the greenhouse.

Zhong Suhan took a few deep breaths, but finally couldn't hold back and cried heartbreakingly.

"A Si, my elder sister, because my dead elder sister may never come back."

After crying for a while, Zhong Shuhan was tired and fell asleep again in a daze. When he woke up again, many days had passed. He sat up, holding his head that was about to explode, and found that A Si was not in the room. Instead, Gu Shui was looking at him with a resentful look on his face.

The corner of his eye twitched. What happened to this mentally ill young patriarch?

"Is it appropriate for a grown man like you to stay in a girl's room? Where's Ah Si?"

Gu Shui watched her naturally lift the quilt, naturally put on her shoes and get out of bed, and naturally start to put on her clothes. His eyes twitched, "You are a grown woman, is it appropriate for the little doctor to be in your room?"

Zhong Shuhan was speechless. Zhong Shuhan didn't intend to talk to him and went out.

"The little doctor is with Huo Ming. Huo Ming's condition is worse than yours. He vomited blood again this morning. The little doctor asked me to come and look after you while he went to check on Huo Ming himself."

Gushui followed and briefly explained what happened after Zhong Shuhan fainted.

"You've been wandering around blindly. Do you know where the little doctor is?"

Zhong Shuhan: ...

She never needs to know the way to find the turning point, she just relies on her nose.

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