Crane's Ark of Tomorrow Daily

The white coat was already stained red with blood, and a sharp scalpel was inserted straight into the back of his heart.

Although the same scene has been performed countless times in front of Gray Throat, when this happened again, she still felt a suffocating pain, as if being strangled by someone, kneeling on the spot almost can not breath.

[No... now is not the time to do such a thing. 】

Gray Throat forced himself to calm down and let himself face what happened in front of him, 【Huang is injured... I have to help her. 】

All the signs indicated that this was not a simple dream. If Huang died in this dream, no one knew what would happen in reality.

Gray Throat didn't want to see that kind of ending, and he didn't want his own weakness to be the direct factor leading to that ending.

She stood up from the ground tremblingly, gritted her teeth, and walked towards Huang's direction falteringly.

After those infected thugs left, Huang finally couldn't support his body and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Hey, a bunch of scum..."

Looking at the direction in which the thugs left, a mouthful of blood spit out from Huang's mouth.

Huang's current situation was very bad. Those thugs had all kinds of sharp weapons in their hands. In the melee, Huang couldn't dodge all the attacks.

As a result, those blades left large and small wounds on her body, the most serious of which was a wound on her leg, which may have injured the main artery on her leg, and blood was gurgling out from the wound.

Huang gritted his teeth, and was about to tear off his clothes to bandage the wound on his body, but found that his body couldn't lift much strength now.

Obviously, Huang overlooked one thing. Her current body is in the state of fourteen or fifteen years old. At this time, she has not yet awakened the origin stone skills, and her body's blood-forming function has not been strengthened. She cannot use blood without money like in the future. Generally spread out.

Just the blood coming out of the wound already made Huang feel a little dark in front of his eyes.

[Hiss... I shouldn't die for such a shameful reason, right? ? 】After realizing that he didn't have the strength to bandage the wound, Huang gave up resisting, and even had the energy to think about such messy things.

According to the current bleeding rate of the wound, she might not be able to hold on for too long.

Just when Huang was about to use the remaining time to have fun, she suddenly felt someone touching her body.

Huang reluctantly raised his eyelids, but was surprised to find that what appeared in front of his eyes was Huithroat who was kneeling on the ground a minute ago.

Gray Throat's face was pale, and his arms were shaking like he had Parkinson's.She tore off a large piece of fabric with trembling hands, and tied it tightly on Huang's wound.

It could be her...

To be honest, Huang never thought that she would come to help him bandage his wounds. Although her views on Gray Throat had changed, it didn't mean that Gray Throat had also changed her views on infected people.

Gray Throat's arms just now... were shaking because of Huang's identity as an infected person.

But even so, Gray Throat still endured the fear in his heart, and bandaged the most fatal wound for Huang.

Maybe it was an illusion, after the blood stopped flowing, Huang suddenly felt that his condition was much better, and his body also recovered some strength.

She propped herself up on the ground and said to Gray Throat, "I'm fine now...you can leave me alone."

Hearing this, Huihou's hand paused slightly, and then continued to bandage Huang's wound as if nothing had happened. At the same time, she said to Huang with a sullen face, "Don't move around! Don't interfere with my bandaging the wound."

Afterwards, Huang felt the strength in Huihou's hand increased a bit, and she grinned in pain.

After Wei Huang finished treating all the wounds on her body, Huihou stood up and came to her father's side.

Gray Throat just stayed in place for a few seconds before leaving without looking back.

In the shabby room beside him, Gray Throat found his mother.

She couldn't accept what was happening in front of her at all, her eyes were staring blankly in front of her, and she didn't notice the arrival of her daughter at all.

In Gray Throat's memory, at this time of the year, it was the mother who managed to pull herself together and comfort her crying self, but in this extremely real dream, the positions of the two parties were completely reversed.

Gray Throat walked to his mother's side, hugged his mother into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Mom...it's okay, I'm still here."

After repeating it many times, Gray Throat's mother finally had a little reaction, and a gleam appeared in her eyes again. She turned her head and looked at the profile of her daughter, tears dripping down down.

At the moment when tears welled up in the eyes, it was as if the freeze frame button had been pressed in the whole world. Except for Huang and Huihou, everything else stopped.

The two of them were forcibly dragged together under the influence of an inexplicable force.

At this time, the world in the eyes of the two of them was becoming more and more blurred, as if it would disappear in the next second. At this time, they both realized that this strange dream was coming to an end.

At this time, Huihou suddenly asked, "Huang, did you regret it just now?"

"Huh? Regret? Of course I regret it! If I had my weapon by my side, I would definitely make those scumbags look good!" Huang said through gritted teeth.

Hearing Huang's answer, Huihou couldn't help showing a smile on his face, but that smile seemed very helpless.

Gray Throat's problem that has not been resolved for several years seems to have found the answer at this moment.

In the next second, the world shattered like a mirror that had been hit hard, and the consciousness of the two fell into nothingness. "Amiya...Amiya! Wake up!"

Suddenly, a familiar call came from the ear, and Amiya's consciousness was slowly brought back to reality from a deep sleep.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and said coquettishly, "Sister Teresia... let me sleep for a while..."

"I'm afraid not today."

Teresia's voice seemed both angry and helpless, "Amiya, have you forgotten? Today is the day for the ceremony. After the ceremony is over, go and have a good rest..."

ceremony.

These two words fell into Amiya's ears, like a shot of strong stimulant, which instantly made Amiya out of the previous dazed state.

Amiya opened her eyes forcefully, wearing a white dress, with long pale pink hair hanging behind her back, the Teresia in her memory once again appeared in front of her eyes.