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Chapter 321 Wounds

Feng Shu fell asleep quickly.

She didn't notice that there was a small dot on her waist that suddenly moved, stretched out quickly, and turned into a long purple-black line. It moved quickly on her clothes, and soon followed the bloody path.

The smell reached her wrists.

In order to save Fule, she had injured herself and bled out. The wound was not big. Later, she applied styptic powder and simply bandaged it with a cloth. After returning to the VIP cabin, she forgot about the wound. Sujia because

I didn't observe the process of removing the poison, so I can't give any reminder.

The long purple-black thread Dongtantan wrote Tantan, as if checking the entrance, was wrapped around the wrist for several weeks, and the body was stretched longer and longer. Not long after, its slender body was submerged into the gap in the fabric, and it dived through the wound.

Go in.

Liu Zude was in his room at this time, obediently following Feng Shu's words and facing the wall to think about his faults. His originally gentle and calm handsome face suddenly twitched, and the flesh on his cheeks was beating like a convulsion.

He suddenly laughed uncontrollably, like a little girl who was delighted to the depths of her soul, her branches trembling with joy from the bottom of her heart.

"Haha, grandma? She seems to be just a little girl. She is good at acting, but her real ability is like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror."

Feng Shu slept for a long time. She thought she would wake up after taking a nap, but when she opened her eyes, she realized that she had slept for a full ten hours, an unprecedented luxury.

Even when she is sick, she is always slightly injured and cannot get out of the line of fire, not to mention that she is not sick at all now. The biological clock that has been trained to be very obedient will actually fail, which makes her have to wonder whether Mengmeng heard it before

In order not to let her continue to disturb it with her blabbering, I simply let her fall into a deep sleep.

"Mengmeng, now that you're awake, get up and stop pretending to be dumb. I've already told you about our current situation. If it's not really bad, I won't disturb you. Trust me, you don't like my nagging.

, I don’t like your nagging either. Compared to the two of us, in the final analysis, you talk more."

Feng Shu, who had already realized that he had begun to talk a lot more, patiently tried to coax the beast, but unfortunately Meng Meng had no intention of cooperating with her.

"Mengmeng?"

Feng Shu smiled bitterly.

When I don't want it to jump around, it always makes a lot of noise. Now when I want to use it, it falls into a deep sleep. I don't know if there is really no way, or because it is inexplicably determined to be master and slave.

Contract, so it is expressing dissatisfaction, or a combination of both.

"Forget it, you can go to sleep if you want. I just want to tell you in advance that if something dangerous happens and I have no way to solve it, and you can't wake up in time to deal with it, if there are any bad consequences, you will

Don't blame me for not telling you."

Feng Shu waited quietly for a while, but there was still no movement. She decided to just rely on herself. After washing, she drank nutritional supplements and then moved her hands and feet in the room.

During this period, Suga knocked on the door once and asked if she had any special needs, which could be solved by eating, drinking, sleeping, etc. She naturally answered no.

"Liu Zude has always stayed in his room and has never come out once. The passengers are doing their own things. Obviously they don't know that the commander is dead, and there is no commotion. The starship's flight is currently on a slow schedule.

We are proceeding along the planned route, and the master has arranged for Ivan and Ruth to assist the crew. As for those scary bugs, we haven’t seen anyone showing signs of being infected so far.”

"Even if you are infected, there will be no abnormality before turning into an adult insect. On the surface, there will be no problem. Even if the change is completed, the person under control may not be noticed by others."

Feng Shu suddenly remembered that the wound on his wrist had not healed yet, so he quickly asked Suga to find a healing device and eliminate the wound.

"When were you injured?"

Suga was greatly surprised. He could be regarded as guarding her the whole time, but he did not notice that she was injured.

"Don't worry, I caused the wound myself. There is no danger."

Feng Shu lowered his sleeves and covered his wrists.

"You want to stay outside the door all the time? Don't you want to rest?"

"Yes, when you were in Jinya Pavilion, the Pavilion Master had already issued an order, so that Deacon and I must have one person by your side at all times. Now that Deacon has taken over the Pavilion Master's task, he must pay attention to what happens to other passengers in the starship every day.

I need to ensure that no unexpected events, especially riots, occur, so I have nothing to do, so it is my duty to protect you."

Su Jia felt that it was necessary to either do nothing or do the best. In order to do a good job, it was best to cooperate with each other. "Miss, can you tell me why you hurt yourself? When did you hurt yourself?"

"

"Su Jia, I have said that I am very grateful to you Jinyage for your help to me, but there are some things that I cannot explain clearly, and I don't think it is necessary to explain them clearly, so I will pretend that you have not asked these questions. I hope you will

Do not mind."

She was not impatient, and her words were very polite, but Suga realized in an instant that the distance between them had widened a little.

"No, that's not what I meant. Miss, I know you will think that I am going too far by asking these questions. After all, we are not a formal subordinate relationship. Even if it is a real subordinate relationship, as a superior, there is absolutely no need to report all matters to subordinates.

But since we are now a collective, don’t you think that sharing information to the extent possible will be more conducive to mutual understanding and integration. What kind of situation will happen in the future, so that we can immediately find the optimal solution?"

Suga's words were not only polite, but also seemed sincere and far-sighted.

"Well, you are right. I just think that wounds are not within this scope."

Feng Shu paused and then said, "You are a very good friend, really. If the forces behind us are not hostile in the future, I would be happy to have a friend like you."

Suga was originally frustrated by her obvious tone of rejection, but was instantly healed by her comments. The hurt emotions disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by happiness.

"This is my honor, Miss. If I have the opportunity in the future, even if I cannot become Miss's friend, I hope to continue to get along with people like you, Miss, and serve you."

Seeing him showing a very sunny smile, Feng Shu also smiled.

Although it was a long shot, Suga was a person she felt comfortable with, and if she could make friends, he would be a good candidate.

Just like the young men Guo Zi and Luo Xiaoli they met before, and the girl also named Feng Shu.

Feng Shu lowered his eyes.

I don’t know how those friends are doing now.
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