PFC Chapter 36 She is too tired
Chapter 36 She is too tired
"Little wine! Little wine!"
Anjiu was turned over and a hand was waving in front of her. Amid the buzzing sound of the wind that filled her ears, she seemed to hear someone calling her name.
Anjiu...
She was so sleepy that her eyelids felt heavy and she was about to collapse.
"Don't sleep! Don't sleep!" the man said in her ear in a panic, "Don't let anyone see that blue light, put it away quickly!"
...Blu-ray?
Anjiu tried his best to open a wider gap.
This time she finally saw clearly that it was Grandma An who was speaking. She held up their joined hands and let her see the light band on their wrists which had turned extremely pale.
Anjiu's mushy mind cleared up for a moment, and she used up her last bit of energy to absorb both blue lights back into her body.
"…I'm so tired…let's get some sleep."
She didn't know that her mosquito-like voice needed to be heard very close. After whispering this sentence, she could no longer bear it and fell deeply into darkness.
……
She kept falling in the endless darkness, as if there was no end to the abyss.
She had no thoughts, no fear, and just like a bunch of unconscious mushrooms, she quietly went down.
There is nothingness here.
……
"Captain Pu, Xiaojiu has been sleeping for several days! What happened? Is there something wrong with her body?!"
“I suggest you see a doctor.”
"...I, but, is there no other way? Captain Pu, I can only beg you to help us!"
"If you're worried about contribution value, I can borrow it."
"Thank you, Captain Pu... Do you have time now?"
"..."
"Let's go."
……
Anjiu's body was supported by a ball of light blue light and stopped falling.
The blue light tried its best to stretch out, but it was too small and could only support the back. Anjiu's arms and legs were still suspended in the empty darkness.
In the entire space, there was only a very faint blue light shining.
There was silence.
I do not know how long it has been.
--puff.
It seems like something has broken in.
The blue light became brighter in an instant, and then disappeared into Anjiu's body.
The next moment, the unconscious Anjiu slowly opened his eyes.
Darkness, extreme darkness, endless darkness.
She was rising up at a very fast speed like a high-speed train.
There was no wind and no reference points, but she felt calm.
A hazy milky white light curtain suddenly appeared before my eyes, like a soft membrane inside an eggshell.
At this moment, Anjiu saw a single white light spot jumping out from the edge.
That's not her thing.
An Jiu just thought about it, and his body automatically floated over. When he got closer, he found that it was a small flame, but it was flashing white light and had no temperature.
Her intuition told her that this thing was not produced here.
It should be eliminated.
As soon as this thought came to mind, darkness began to surge, forming a net bag that caught the white flames.
The white flame is not static. On the contrary, as soon as it moves, it quickly finds the direction and goes straight to the milky white film.
Can't let it run away!
In a hurry, Anjiu reached out to grab it, but the darkness took a step ahead of her and formed a barrier in front of the film, completely blocking the white flame inside. The net bag that followed closely behind completely wrapped it up at lightning speed.
The brightness of the white flame suddenly decreased, and as the net bag continued to shrink inward, it turned into the light of a firefly, flickering, and was finally swallowed by the darkness.
After doing all this, he returned silently into the darkness like a beast retracting its claws.
Anjiu paused for a moment and rushed out of the film.
An extremely dazzling light came through her eyelids, and she frowned and raised her hand to block the light.
"Wake up! Xiaojiu is really awake!"
When the familiar voice sounded in her ears, the dusty memories came flooding back. An Jiu recalled that she held her grandmother's hand to fight against the sandstorm, and finally she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep... How long did she sleep?! Did she survive the sandstorm?
An Jiu opened his eyes suddenly, and Grandma An's frightened face appeared in his field of vision. Next to her was a person wearing a mask, who looked like a doctor.
"Since you can wake up, it means everything is fine. You can leave." The doctor's voice was cold, urging An Jiu to get up quickly.
Grandma An didn't dare to say much, with tears in her eyes. She wanted the doctor to check An Jiu more. He had slept for several days without waking up, so how could there be nothing wrong? But the fee she paid was only enough for one check-up.
"Small wine..."
Anjiu turned over and sat up, quickly looking around the small clinic.
To her surprise, this was not the common outpatient clinic she knew. The room was simply furnished with a bed, a metal cabinet, two stools and a small round table.
Through the glass door, you can see that half of the cabinet is filled with clothes, and the other half is filled with two large boxes, one medium and one large. The large box below is filled with common tools, such as scissors, hammers, etc., while the medium box is filled with medicine boxes.
According to the hygiene standards of Anjiu's previous world, this situation would result in the license being revoked and a heavy fine, but here, it is normal.
Especially since there were many people queuing outside the door waiting to see a doctor - the harm caused by the sandstorm was not limited to the 48th floor.
There was still dried blood on their faces. The man at the front had his arms bent at an angle that made one's teeth ache. The man standing behind him had a coin-sized pit sunken in his forehead...
The only thing they had in common was that they were all looking at Anjiu getting out of bed.
A hint of envy vaguely emerged in his gloomy and dim eyes.
"Is your head still hurting?" Grandma An lifted An Jiu's arm, her voice full of worry.
Anjiu shook her head. She indeed didn't feel any discomfort, and she felt like she had had a good sleep.
Grandma An's tense shoulders and back could finally relax.
"You scared me. If it weren't for this time..."
The doctor sat on a stool behind the round table and called out, "Next."
The man with broken arms passed by Anjiu, and she looked back.
The doctor just glanced at him and let him lie down on the bed.
But there is only one bed in the room...can it be used as a hospital bed and a sleeping bed?
Anjiu quickly accepted this reality. Under such difficult conditions, it was good enough to have a doctor who could cure his illness. It really could not be compared with his original world.
The doctor pulled out a few sticks of wood from the cabinet and took nothing else.
Grandma An next to her used her fingers to wipe away the tears at the end of her eyes, looking terrified, "...If it weren't for Captain Pu's help, I really don't know what to do. Captain Pu, Xiaojiu has woken up, and the doctor said she's fine. This time it's all thanks to you."
Outside the door, a tall man was leaning against the wall with his arms folded.
His figure is very powerful and his presence is very strong.
Within a meter around him, even time seemed to slow down and become quiet.
Hearing his name, he looked up.