Chapter 902

The door was pushed open babblingly, and in the darkness, Chu Jing heard the sound of the door closing again.

Footsteps came slowly, tiptoeing, and as always, she was afraid of waking him.

But this time, Zian didn't just turn around and go out after just looking at him, but lit an oil lamp, and then sat down quietly by the bed.

He could no longer pretend to be asleep and opened his eyes.

The light from the oil lamp was weak, and the wick danced like a bean flame, illuminating her gloomy face.

"Why are you here? Aren't you attending the clinic tonight?" Chu Jing asked.

Zian took out the needle pack from his sleeve pocket, "I'm here for the clinic, I just came back from the clinic, I thought I didn't give you the needle yesterday, so I came here while I remembered."

"Needling? Let's do the math tomorrow."

"No, there will be a lot of things going on tomorrow, so I'm afraid I won't remember." Zian's medicine box is in Li's house, but she has a set in her sleeve pocket, and she always takes whatever clothes she changes with her.

The slender needles glowed coldly under the light, Chu Jing looked at her, and always felt that she was a little different, but her brows were still so soft and gentle, without any substantial change.

He tentatively asked: "The man who came during the day, you remember, don't you?"

"Remember, Hutou's father." Zi'an said, there was no emotion in his eyes.

"He's not dead, are you happy?" Chu Jing asked again.

"He is Hutou's father, why am I unhappy?" Zian raised his head, "Why do you ask that?"

Chu Jing shook his head, "It's nothing, I just think it's been too hard for you to take care of Hutou for the past two years, and you have to take care of my useless father. Hutou is also a child who doesn't worry about it. He always runs outside. Thank you for your hard work. Hey, sometimes I really feel that it's good if I die, so that I won't drag you down."

"You can't die!" Zian said slowly, turning his body and putting needles on his spine.

There are several large points in the spine, all the way to the cervical spine, and then from Baihui to Tianzhu and then Xiajiaojing.

"The acupuncture points this time are different from the previous ones?" Chu Jing asked.

"It's different." Zian slowly pulled his body back, "Lie down, it will be fine soon."

The last stitch was placed on the listening session next to the ear.

After about a cup of tea, Chu Jing realized that something was wrong, he couldn't move his whole body, he couldn't even shake his head, as if some force forcibly controlled all the muscles in his body.

"How did this happen?" he asked angrily.

Zian stared at him, his dark eyes gleaming coldly, like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Yes, you can't move anymore except talking." Zian stood up slowly and put away the needle, "Chu Jing, I'll play with you slowly."

Chu Jing looked at her in amazement, "You...you remember?"

"Yes, thanks to the outpatient visit tonight, I remember that I gave birth to twins, and I even more remember, when I woke up, I saw your blood and the tiger's head and broken leg, the wolf pack of wolves Haunted, you abandoned my daughter and caused her to be buried in the belly of a wolf, she was just born."

Zian spoke very slowly, and she didn't seem to be in any grief. If you couldn't see the blood in her eyes, you would think that she didn't care about her daughter being abandoned.

"So, I will inflict on you a thousand times what she and Hutou have suffered, and let you pay back bit by bit."

"You..." Before Chu Jing finished speaking, Zian still had the last injection to seal his dumb acupoint.

"I'll untie it for you when I want to hear you scream, so keep all your vicious words in your stomach." Zian stood up slowly, smooth hair falling from his shoulders It slid down, covering half of her face, like a ghost, she blew out the lamp and went out.

Back in the room, Zi sat quietly in front of the mirror. She looked at her own face. When the child was born, she had a quick look at the children. She remembered that the girl was very similar to herself, very similar.

Reaching out and gently stroking this face, my daughter, when my mother avenges you, I will go down to find you. I can't leave you alone. Your brother has a father. I just want to hug you. You are here with me. Nine months in my womb, I look forward to you, I want to see you, touch your face, hold you.

"What's wrong?" Murong Jie felt that she was becoming more and more weird, her face looked like she was crying, but there were no tears in her eyes.

"No, it's just that I don't remember the past, and I feel unhappy." Zi'an said.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it." Murong Jie said distressedly, he was really afraid that she would remember, if the spell could not be solved, he was afraid that the spell would take effect.

"Before Rou Yao told me about you being hit by the same fate Gu, tell me, why were you okay afterwards?" Zian asked.

"Rou Yao told you?" Murong Jie was slightly startled, this Rou Yao really couldn't hold back, if it really touched her memory, what should I do?

"Just mention it briefly, Qin Zhou won't allow her to talk about it." Zian turned to look at him, then reached out and brushed his eyebrows, "I want to know."

Murong Jie sat beside her, was silent for a while, and said: "It's nothing, just wash the marrow, after washing the marrow, the Gu poison is curbed, and after the antidote is developed, I'll be fine."

Wash the marrow!

Zian's heart ached again, as a doctor, she knew how painful it was to wash the marrow.

In Doctor Wen Yi's handbook, it was recorded that even the top experts might not be able to bear the pain of cutting bones and exchanging blood.

Feeling her fingertips trembling slightly, Murong Jie said casually: "Washing the marrow is not difficult, what is difficult is the days without you."

Zian changed the subject, "Do you like tiger heads?"

"Yes, my son, of course I do."

It's a pity that you don't know that you have a daughter. You said before that you hope to have a son, because the son will be stronger than the daughter. You are afraid that the daughter will be hurt, but you love the daughter more.

I can't let you know what Chu Jing did, I can't let you know that you lost your daughter, I will avenge you.

She has to work very hard to transfer this pain.

"Tiger Head will have a father in the future."

"Yes, he has a father and a mother." Murong Jie said.

But our daughter, is all alone now.

"By the way, I'll take... father out tomorrow."

"Where are you going? I'll go with you!"

"No, at this time of year, he has to go to pay respects to someone, and no one else is allowed to interfere. You don't have to go, help me look at the tiger's head."

"Who do you worship?" Murong Jie didn't want her to go out with Chu Jing alone, let alone worry.

"His old friend, don't worry, it's not far away, we go there every year." Zi'an comforted.

Murong Jie thought that Chu Jing still had to rely on her to live, if something happened to her, he knew what would happen to him, and a useless person would not be able to do much, so he said: "Well, be careful. "

"good!"

Seeing that Zi'an has always kept a distance from him, Murong Jie also knows that he can't force it, and that everything will be fine if you have a good life.

Early the next morning, Zi'an asked someone to carry the sedan chair, and carried Chu Jing onto the sedan chair.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." Zi'an said gently to Chu Jing under Murong Jie's gaze.

Chu Jing could only stare, but this stare did not have any momentum, because all the strength he could mobilize could only be used to maintain breathing.