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Just such dizziness lasted only a few seconds. Soon, his sight recovered again. Ou Jingfeng thought, maybe it's just ordinary anemia?

Sitting in a chair, Ou Jingfeng looked at Su ziye, who was busy doing experiments in a white coat, and gently said, "brother ziye, will I disturb you?"

"Don't look too high at yourself," said Su Ye lazily. "Only small leaves and small wood can disturb me."

They are all children and can move around. Su ziye is always worried that they will encounter something they shouldn't touch and hurt themselves. Therefore, with them, he can't concentrate on the experiment.

Ou Jingfeng smiled faintly, "what experiment are you doing?"

"Be idle and bored. Find yourself something to do."

"I remember you used to be very busy?" Ou Jingfeng smiled. "Every day, many people in the underworld come to you for treatment."

"The Mafia sent out a message that I was their man. If you dare to get close to me again, you will be right with them," Su ziye sighed helplessly. "Do you think ordinary people dare to come to me?"

"The Mafia wants to win you over?"

Su ziye nodded, "they feel that with me, they have infinite vitality."

It's like playing games. You can get health from him. What are they afraid of when they fight like this? Anyway, as long as you don't kill on the spot and carry it back, Su ziye will always have a way to cure it.

Alas, he is only a doctor, not an immortal. Not all injuries can be cured. How come these people outside always think he can do everything. Do they believe that he has to kill several people?

"By the way, why haven't I heard those killers coming to me again recently?" Ou Jingfeng was curious. "I didn't leak out the news that n172 isn't here. They don't want it?"

In the past, he always received the news that all kinds of killers came to kill him. Why now there is no one. After returning from Myanmar, his life has been too calm.

"Everyone thinks that n172 was seriously injured in Xiaoyue when he was in Myanmar. Many killers know that. Therefore, they all think that now is a good time to attack him."

"..." Ou Jingfeng stared, "is he intentional?"

Deliberately hurt yourself and make yourself so embarrassed, just to let outsiders attack him and let Ou Jingfeng go?

"Otherwise, with his skill, who can hurt him?" Su ziye sighed. "This desperate guy will fall into his own hands one day."

That's nonsense.

Sure enough, Ou Jingyue was the stupidest. Only he could think of such a deadly way.

Let yourself get hurt, let everyone know that he is hurt, and let everyone know that the person holding n172 is easy to attack now. In this way, all the troubles and dangers are his own.

Ou Jingfeng clenched his fingers and lowered his head. Hot liquid gushed out of his nose.

It's blood.

Oujingfeng took back his thoughts and covered his nose. However, the blood kept flowing out. It seemed that it was different from the usual situation of nosebleed when he was angry.

"Midnight brother," said Ou Jingfeng with a smile, pinching his nose, "look back at me."

"Hmm?" Su ziye looked back, but what he saw was that Ou Jingfeng's hands were full of blood, even on his face and body, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know," said Ou Jingfeng softly. "I was chatting with you when I suddenly had a nosebleed."

Even if the nosebleed can't stop now, it's very serious. However, Ou Jingfeng's voice is also faint. It seems that even if he dies immediately now, he has nothing to mind. In his eyes, there is a sudden feeling of seeing through life and death.

Su ziye was not so calm. He immediately walked over and put his hand on ou Jingfeng's wrist. There was nothing abnormal except that he could feel his weakness.

"Come and lie down!" Su ziye helped Ou Jingfeng to an empty bed and let him lie down.

Ou Jingfeng lay on the bed, but as soon as his hand was released, blood began to flow out of his nose again.

Su ziye pierced his acupoints with a silver needle, but it didn't work at all. Lying down, the blood in his nose began to flow back.

"Get up!"

Ou Jingfeng sat up and the blood in his nose still didn't stop.

Suddenly, Su ziye thought of something, but he seemed to hesitate. Looking at Ou Jingfeng, some didn't know what to do.

"It doesn't matter, brother midnight," smiled Ou Jingfeng. "You can do whatever you want. Don't worry about anything."

"But..." but the side effects are too great.

"If you don't do anything, I may really have to wait to die," Ou Jingfeng smiled. "I don't worry about side effects. It doesn't matter."

He doesn't care much about death.

Over the years, he has been used to wandering on the death line many times.

Su ziye sighed, then went aside, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of medicine from inside, sucked it in with a syringe, and then walked to Ou Jingfeng.

"This is a drug developed by Ran Ran. It is a poison. Although it has great side effects, it is very effective for your body," Su ziye rolled up his sleeves. "It will be dependent. Even if your body is well in the future, it will take you half your life to get rid of this drug."

"It doesn't matter," smiled Ou Jingfeng. "It's better to hurt yourself... Than to hurt others."

It doesn't matter how hard he feels or how painful he feels. He just doesn't want to hurt Ou Jingyue. He doesn't know how to control the voice in his brain. Although he tries his best to contain it, occasionally, he still loses control.

The medicine works quickly in the body and the nosebleed has stopped.

Su ziye put his hand on his pulse and found that his body returned to normal in a short time.

Has his body begun to adapt to this poison?

This is not a good phenomenon.

The body seems to be getting better, but you can't rely on this drug for a lifetime.

"Originally, there are such magical drugs?" Ou Jingfeng joked while wiping the blood on his face. "Since then, can I not control myself so deliberately? Even if I try hard to recall the previous events that caused the disease, there are drugs to control my body, right?"

"This is poison. It will hurt you!" Su ziye scolded.

"It doesn't matter," smiled Ou Jingfeng, with a thin layer of fog at the bottom of his eyes, as if he never cared about his life and death. "As long as there is a way to control it, so I can seriously think about who was threatening me with my brother's life."

"Don't think!" Su ziye ordered, "keep calm as before, okay?"

"Yes." Ou Jingfeng nodded.

He was thinking, if he died, would he... Would he not become a time bomb to threaten the Ou family?