Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

He counted that there were twenty-seven claw wounds on MI Ran'er's body. The deepest one was on his back, and the bone was almost exposed.

Mi Ran'er was lying on the grass, feeling the pain caused by the penetration of herbal medicine into the wound, and his whole body was covered with cold sweat.

Her body was still shaking.

"I'm going to kill moyue!" Gus was so angry that he rubbed all the wounds with herbal medicine and got up to go out.

"No." Miran'er reached out and grabbed Gus's arm. Her consciousness was a little vague. "Don't go..."

She needs someone to be with her.

He had lost too much blood. If Gus had any accident after he left, he would have lost his hair.

Gus had to sit down beside her.

Worried about her cold, he put on her coat.

Mi Ran'er grabs Gus's wrist, squints his eyes, and soon sleeps.

When I fell asleep, I didn't let go of my little hands.

Gus looked at her pale face and thought that she had lost too much blood and might have hurt her vitality. When she fell asleep, he dropped the empty hand on her back neck.

A warm air stream came in from MI Ran'er's neck and spread to his whole body.

At last, her pale face looked better.

It was a long time before Gus took it back.

He took a few low breaths, and there was obvious sweat on his forehead.

Just now when he was fighting with Merck, he used a lot of strength, and now he has given a lot of internal power to Miranda. Gus is very tired. He just falls down beside Miranda, leans on her shoulder, and slowly closes his eyes.

When I woke up again, it was dark outside.

Miran'er felt her arm ache and frowned. She was still holding Gus's wrist.

I moved my neck. It was easier.

Now it's just a little pain in the wound, and the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss is gone.

Gus is still sleeping.

She sat up on her back, feeling her heart, a little confused.

"Is the original owner so resilient?" She asked, puzzled.

The system didn't speak.

Now the system really only talks when it's necessary.

It's getting colder and colder.

She purred in her stomach. She was a little hungry. She was going out to see if there was anything to eat.

But when she got up, she found that the people around her were breathing heavily.

What happened to Gus?

Miran'er touched Gus's forehead.

"Wow, why is it so hot?" Miran'er frowned and approached him anxiously. He once again put his little hand on Gus and said, "do you have a high fever?"

Did he get hurt against Merck.

Miran'er went to light the fire first, and didn't come to check Gus until there was a lot of light in the room.

All over, MI Ran'er didn't see any wound.

"Internal injuries?" Mi Ran'er is making up his mind again.

Finally, the eyes fell on Gus's face.

Wheat skin is much darker than before.

Miran'er tried his pulse.

"A little weak, no internal injury, then he..."

It suddenly occurred to MI Ran'er that he was recovering as quickly as he could.

"This guy won't use his breath to heal me, will he?" When I was in the eagles, I heard Merck say that if there is mysticism in the world, there should be internal power.

So

There was a warm current in MI Ran'er's heart, and he looked helplessly at the man who was still in a coma.

"To heal is to heal. How can you heal yourself like this?"

She wanted to prepare some food for the man to mend his body. It's better to find a container and boil a pot of Chicken Soup for him. It's the fastest way to mend.