After getting smaller, I am forced to be cute every day

Chapter 139 The Reason for Luo Zhi's Transformation

夜晚
Back at Ji Zimu, Ji Zimu got out of the car, went straight to the seventh floor, and entered Ling Jiang's room at night.

The room was dark and filled with the smell of a strong potion.

Hearing the movement, Ling Jiang by the bed was just sitting, his eyes were empty and out of focus.

Ji Zimu walked slowly, until he walked in front of him, Ling Jiang still didn't respond.

Ji Zimu's eyes were dark, and he couldn't see any emotion, "You shouldn't hurt her."

These words can only refer to what happened last night—Ling Jiang bit Luo Zhi.

When he heard this, Ling Jiang's eyes moved slightly, as if there was a slight reaction, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Ji Zimu who was behind the light.

Ji Zimu didn't expect him to speak in the past, but he waited too long, and it was just because Luo Zhi cared about Ling Jiang that he didn't use strong tactics.

"If you don't say a word again, you don't have to say it again in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang lowered his eyes, but still didn't react much.

He didn't know how many days and nights it had been.

It’s dark when you open your eyes, it’s still dark when you close your eyes, you can’t feel the flow of time
Just relying on the food delivered to his mouth every meal, he was still alive.

He almost forgot what he was living for
Almost gave up too.
Until yesterday, Luo Zhi appeared, and all kinds of things from the past came to mind, laughter, sadness, blood donation, tears...unwilling.

Why did I give up, I still have things I haven’t finished, and I still have regrets, and I haven’t said a word yet.
He wants to live, he wants to be free.

Soon, the doctor who used to bring experimental medicine appeared from time to time. Two bodyguards pinned Ling Jiang to the bed. The doctor took out a dose of injection from the medicine box and injected it into Ling Jiang's body.
The medicinal effect of the medicine has been exerted.

The young man on the bed was pale, dripping with cold sweat, twitching on the bed, biting his lower lip tightly until the lower lip was bitten, and he didn't say a word, enduring the bone-piercing pain.

Ji Zimu sat there for a long time, watching indifferently, with Ling Jiang's body data analysis form in his hand, he didn't look at it halfway, but said coldly,

"Fight again."

The doctor was startled. "Eldest young master, I'm afraid he can't bear it given his physical condition."

Ordinary people can only tolerate it once a week, but during the three years that Jiang was tortured, his body was no longer as strong as ordinary people.

This is another dose, if you can't help it, bite your tongue and kill yourself
Ji Zi said coldly, "Hit."

The boy's clothes on the bed were already soaked in cold sweat, and the ends of his hair were messy covering his eyes. It was unbearable to look directly at.

Under Ji Zimu's cold voice, the doctor took out another dose of medicine. Seeing this, the bodyguard stepped forward and suppressed the person on the bed. Regardless of Ling Jiang's struggle, he injected another dose of medicine into his body inside
There was a low sound of teeth grinding in the room, but the boy who was in extreme pain never made a sound. His hands were bound by iron chains. During the struggle, blood stains were worn on his wrists, and a deep wound on his lower lip even more shocking
Suddenly, he started banging his head on the bed, as if trying to balance the pain in his body.

But the two bodyguards around him quickly stepped forward to suppress him, preventing him from injuring himself.

The doctor turned his eyes away. He should be a good doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. He never imagined that one day, he would come to this field and inject these untested private medicines into this emaciated looking man. In the boy's body.

At this moment, he looked down on himself and felt ashamed of his profession.

But he has no choice but to obey others. If the medicine doesn't hit someone else, it will hit his own body in the next second.

This has already exceeded the range that ordinary people can bear. If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have begged for mercy at the first dose, but the boy on the bed, who did not know where he got such a strong will, just gritted his teeth and remained silent for half his life. , and has a strong will to survive.
Ji Zimu sneered, "Hit again."

The doctor was taken aback. "If you fight again, it will really kill you."

Judging from the current situation, this is probably the maximum endurance of the young man in front of him, and he can no longer fight.

However, Ji Zimu didn't listen to half a sentence of persuasion. The bodyguard next to him took out the cloth that had been prepared earlier from the cabinet beside him, forcibly opened the boy's clenched teeth, and stuffed the cloth into his mouth , not giving him a chance to die.

The doctor's hands trembled, Wei Wei kept praying in his heart, God, don't be joking.

Since I stepped into this profession, I have never killed anyone, but please don't let this person die in my hands
Suddenly, Ling Jiangmeng opened his eyes, staring straight at them with scarlet eyes. The doctor's hands trembled in fright, before the medicine was administered, the needle tube fell out of his hand and fell to the ground with a "click".
He hastily rummaged through the medicine cabinet for a new dose.

Just as the potion was about to enter the boy's body, the voice of Assistant Ji Zimu came from outside,

"Master, Miss Luo is not feeling well, she seems to have a high fever."

Ji Zimu no longer attached to Ling Jiang in front of him, got up and left in a hurry.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the medicine in his hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and looked at the dying young man on the bed, trembling in his heart.

This season is too ruthless.

Even if the people who have been with him before have fallen to this fate, will he really have good fruit in the future?
But he also felt that he was worrying too much. After all, if he didn't listen to Ji Zimu's words and acted, he wouldn't have any good fruit to eat now without waiting until later.

The bodyguard tied up the boy on the bed, and then closed the door again, and the room was once again shrouded in darkness.

In the darkness, Ling Jiang slowly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, the surroundings were so dark that there was no light, he didn't know where to focus his eyes, and after a long time, he closed his eyes
How long has been, I can't remember.

I can still remember that there was once someone who smiled at me and gave me a lot of warmth. It was the first time I received kindness from others.

It was she who brought herself into a warm group, and it was she who made herself discover that her future could be decided by herself.

It was she who made herself realize that there were still many things she wanted to do.
It was her who once again strengthened her determination and courage to live.

With the sound of hurried footsteps outside the bedroom, Luo Zhi quickly took off the hot water bottle on his forehead and stuffed it into the bed to hide it, tightly closing his eyes.

The door was pushed open, and Ji Zimu walked in
A cool hand touched Luo Zhi's forehead, Luo Zhi slowly raised his heavy eyelids wearily, his eyes slowly focused, as if he was struggling to identify the person in front of him.

"Brother Zimu."

Ji Zimu pursed his thin lips tightly, looked at her, but did not answer, and withdrew his hand, motioning for the doctor behind to come forward and check.

The doctor was already a little flustered after what happened to Ling Jiang, and in this panic, he stepped forward with the medicine as if he wanted to give Luo Zhi medicine.
After taking two steps, he hurriedly stopped, and found the temperature gun from the medicine box again. He took a deep breath and calmed down.

"39 degrees 7"

Ji Zimu's eyes darkened slightly, "What's going on?"

It was clearly fine in the morning.

The doctor calmly analyzed, "It's probably caused by the infection of the wound that Ms. Luo suffered last night. Let me lower the temperature physically and take antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs. I'll treat the wound again."

These days, it's really not easy for anyone.

Ji Zimu gave up his seat, walked to the door to talk to his assistant, and gave some instructions.

The doctor took out the temperature gun again and wanted to confirm and register again, but this time, the displayed temperature was 37 degrees 5.

The doctor was silent, and took another test, 36 degrees 7.

doctor:"."

Luo Zhi looked at him and threatened in a low voice, "I have a high fever, so I can treat it as I want, if I dare to say something that shouldn't be said, I will kill you."

It was the first time in this doctor's life that he was threatened by such a young child, and his life was directly threatened.

He didn't feel any danger. He looked at the little girl in front of her, her grandmother was fierce, and she said she was going to kill him. Instead, he wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

Although I don't know why this Miss Luo pretended to be sick, but just now she helped herself out of the siege by helping to conceal it, and she did enough tricks, so it doesn't matter.

The doctor took out the antipyretic patch, and stuck it on Luo Zhi's forehead through a layer of barrier film, "After applying this patch and taking the medicine, the fever will probably be gone."

His voice was not too loud, and Ji Zimu, who happened to be discussing business with his assistant at the door, could also hear him.

After the doctor left, Luo Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, she was going to go out, but she heard the passing servant who was about to deliver food talking about Ji Zimu's return, but went to the seventh floor
Recalling how he saw Ling Jiang last night, he immediately went back to his room and got a hot water bottle for fever.

Thinking about it now, I feel a little flustered.

After a while, Ji Zimu walked back to the bedroom from the door and sat down next to Luo Zhi. Seeing that Luo Zhi was clutching the quilt tightly, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he took a towel and wiped off the sweat on her face. Khan, "How do you feel?"

Luo Zhi's eyes were sleepy and his voice was weak, "It's okay, it's not uncomfortable."

The injured hand re-treated the wound, the potion seeped into the gauze, and there were faint traces, like blood.

Ji Zimu's eyes sank slightly, and he put down the towel, "Then you rest for a while, and I'll take care of something."

With that said, he got up to leave.

Luo Zhi's heart skipped a beat. Could he be going to the seventh floor again? !
She quickly sat up and grabbed Ji Zimu's sleeve, "Don't!"

Ji Zimu paused, looked back at Luo Zhi, and his eyes fell on the hand she was pulling her. This should be the first time she took the initiative to pull herself.

Luo Zhi opened his lips, "I want to drink water."

The eyes are wet and pitiful.

Ji Zimu said "um", poured a glass of warm water, put it on the table next to Luo Zhi's bed, and was about to leave. Luo Zhi was anxious, and said again, "My hand hurts, and I don't want to drink anymore."

Adding this sentence seems to be trying to keep Ji Zimu from leaving.

Ji Zimu was silent, Luo Zhi used to be so clingy?
Or, sick people are always different than usual.
He took the water glass next to him, brought it to Luo Zhi's mouth, and fed it in small sips, while explaining, "I just came back, I have to freshen up and change my clothes."

Seeing Luo Zhi staring at him in a daze, Ji Zimu put down his water glass, "If you feel uncomfortable, go to bed first, and brother will come to see you later."

Knowing the reason for Ji Zimu's departure, Luo Zhicai was relieved and did not stop him.

After Ji Zimu left, Luo Zhi turned over and began to think about what he should do.

After discovering that she could transform into an adult last night, Luo Zhi has been trying to find a way to see if she can transform again, but the key point is that she doesn't know what the reason for her transformation is.
Logically speaking, there must be a point, and when you reach this point, you can transform.

Luo Zhi thought about it, and reorganized what happened last night in his mind, detailing what he ate, where he went, and what he touched last night, but these are all normal, and he usually does it For things, go the usual way.

The only difference that would cause problems is that I went to the seventh floor last night.

Seeing Ling Jiang, he was bitten.
Bitten?
Luo Zhi looked down at his hand, could this be the key point?

If you get hurt, you will transform?

Thinking about it, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

When Luo Zhi woke up again, the lights in the room were dimmed, and there was a figure on the tatami beside the bed, and Ji Zimu was holding a tablet in his hand, as if he was dealing with business.

It seems that he has guarded himself for a long time.

At this moment, looking at Ji Zimu, Luo Zhi suddenly became confused.

Ling Jiang's reaction last night and that kind of hatred. And what Ji Zimu did to Ling Jiang.
But how can someone be so complicated, who is doing so many hurtful things, but can still show his innocent side to another person.

Just like Ji Zimu in front of him, while hurting Ling Jiang, he tolerated himself a lot and was so kind to himself.

His care is considerate, and he always rushes to his side in the first time for any injury
The more Luo Zhi delved into the past memories, the more headaches she felt, and she fell into a confused mood. She couldn't understand, and couldn't see through Ji Zimu in front of her.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Ji Zimu looked up at Luo Zhi, got up, and reached out to check the temperature on her forehead, it was normal.

"The fever has subsided."

The faint three words made Luo Zhi feel a little guilty.

Ji Zimu poured a glass of water and brought it to Luo Zhi's mouth, but Luo Zhi stretched out his hand to hold it.

Luo Zhi moved the water glass, looked at Ji Zimu without flinching, with an inexplicable firmness, "I can do it myself."

Ji Zimu paused, withdrew his hand, and just looked at her.

The little girl drank water in small sips, and seemed to be self-reliant.

He couldn't help but think of Luo Zhi's cowardly appearance just now, but now that he thinks about it, he looks a bit coquettish and clingy
"Are you still suffering?"

Luo Zhi shook his head, "It's not uncomfortable anymore."

Seeing that Ji Zimu was still sitting on the tatami, and had no intention of leaving, Luo Zhi watched the time pass by bit by bit, thinking about experimenting after Ji Zimu left to see if he could transform
"Aren't you sleepy?" Luo Zhi asked.

Ji Zimu raised his eyes and looked at her, "I don't worry about your fever just now."

If it starts burning again in the middle of the night, no one will know what trouble it is.

Luo Zhi blinked, "It's okay."

"Brother Zimu, go back to sleep, I'm really sleepy too."

As she spoke, she lazily yawned, "sleepy"

Where can a person who has just woken up be trapped?

The corners of Ji Zimu's lips twitched slightly, and he didn't even find a practical reason to chase someone away
(End of this chapter)