Digitize the world! [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 54

Too many things happened during this period, and Du Hua's menstruation was not accurate, and he never paid attention to it. Who knew it would come so suddenly, and it was still such an embarrassing situation.

Ningyou has been feeling her pulse, and has been using spiritual power to scour her meridians to find the cause of the pain, but of course she couldn't find it.

Du Hua didn't dare to tell her what was going on. Ningyou already held a grudge because of her "deception". If she knew that she had lied about her gender, if she really annoyed Ningyou, Du Hua would be afraid that she would At that time, even if you want to die, you will not be able to die.

The embroidered pattern on the fashion is always bright, the automatic cleaning function has been turned on, and Ning You can't see where her blood is, but can only smell the pungent smell of blood, which is so strong that it seems to be draining the blood all over her body. Looking at her pale trembling lips and frowning, Du Hua could imagine how bad she looked without looking.

"What's going on? What's the matter with you?" Ning You asked in repeated voices, carrying her across the threshold, carefully placing her on the bed in the bedroom, and helping her wipe off the cold sweat from her head.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Du Hua managed to hold up his reason and tried to comfort him.

It's just that Du Hua was in severe pain, and the words that he thought were loud were actually as thin as mosquitoes, and Ning You could hardly hear clearly, but it seemed that it was more serious than before.

Ningyou paused, "You wait, I'll come as soon as I go." After finishing speaking, she turned around and left.

There was a white light in front of Du Hua's eyes, and there were dense black dots flickering, just like the cable TV lost its signal. She didn't respond to Ningyou's words at all, and it took a long time to vaguely remember the Jiuyang that the system exchanged for her at the beginning. magic.

When Ningyou came back again, Du Hua could already sit on the bed, but his face was still pale and looked weak.

Du Hua was feigning sleep with her eyes closed, and felt someone was coming. When she looked up, she saw Ning You dragging a man by the back collar, and roughly leading him to her bed.

The man staggered and stood still, the veins on his forehead popped out, looking like he was about to explode, "Ningyou, do you really think I can't deal with you? In this world, force is not the only thing that can kill people!"

"Cure her." Ningyou let go of the man's back collar, and pointed at Du Hua.

The man didn't look at Du's paintings either, and went straight out after being let go by Ningyou.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ningyou reached out to grab him, but the man waved his sleeves, quickly withdrew his hand in a white mist, and jumped away from the original place, the flowers in the vase on the table were stained by the white mist , the bright and delicate petals quickly turned yellow, curled up, dying.

"Maybe you are not as powerful as you imagined." The man snorted coldly.

Dingyou appeared behind the man without a sound, and a mass of spiritual power in his palm rested on the back of his neck, "Maybe you are not as powerful as you imagined."

"Heh." The man sneered, turned his head, and moved his fingers slightly.

Turning his head, Du Hua could see his face clearly.

"Feng Ziming?" Du Hua asked in surprise.

Feng Ziming paused, and turned to look at the source of the voice. This sight made him lose his mind to deal with Ningyou immediately, "Saint? Why are you here?"

Another saint.

"The person Ningyou asked me to treat was you?" Feng Ziming asked again.

Seeing that he no longer resisted, Ningyou withdrew her hand and asked calmly, "Do you know who she is?"

Feng Ziming glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and said with utmost contempt, "What does it have to do with you? Well, you can go out. Since the sage is in trouble, I naturally have a duty to do so."

Ningyou just stood quietly in the distance, not responding to his words.

"I don't like having people around me when I'm treating illnesses, and no one can make an exception for me." Feng Ziming insisted.

It was not the first day for Ningyou to know him, and she also knew a little about his habits, knowing that what he said was true, she hesitated, and then looked at the weak Du Hua, so she had to quit for the time being.

"I'm right outside the door," she said.

Feng Ziming sneered.

After Ningyou left, Feng Ziming uneasyly sprinkled a row of fine white powder on the door, then he straightened up and let out a long breath.

Du Hua silently watched his movements, and when he finished, he asked the doubts in his heart, "Do you know me?"

Feng Ziming went to the bed and sat down, took out a soft bag and a small piece of cloth from his arms, and motioned for her to stretch out her hand, "No one in the world knows a saint."

Du Hua put his hand on the soft bag that Feng Ziming took out, watched him put the cloth on her wrist, and began to check the pulse, "You know my face." Maybe there is only one saint in the world, but not all Everyone knows what she looks like, at least Ningyou doesn't.

"I have had the good fortune to meet a saint in a dream."

"..." Du Hua didn't know how to answer these words, and it took him a long time before he stumbled and said, "What, what do you mean?"

Feng Ziming also stopped the movement of his hands, with doubts on his face, "Whenever I hear rumors about saints, I would dream at night, dreaming about me in the past...no, it should be said, it was a different past."

"What's the difference?" Du Hua asked.

Feng Ziming shook his head, with bitterness in his mouth, and a reluctant and yearning smile on his face, "I dreamed that the saint appeared in the village where I lived before it was slaughtered by the red bride, and saved the whole village. The people I know well, the people who cared about me, the people who told my wife to want to study, are all alive. It’s a pity that there are no such good things in the world. One day, when I woke up from the dream, everything was still the same as I remembered... But I still thank the saint for giving me such a dream, so that I can see these lovely people again."

Du Hua was shocked, and she eagerly asked in a hoarse voice: "As a doctor, why do you have such a good relationship with Ningyou?" Here, as an indiscriminate and murderous female devil, how could Ningyou have a "friend "Such an existence?

Feng Ziming smiled, "People in the world are also so puzzled, it's ridiculous, probably because in the dream, Ningyou is still a cute fox."

Du Hua was too shocked to speak.

When she first read the original book, she wondered why this doctor had friendship with Ningyou, the female devil, and the author never explained it. Now she asked, it turned out to be because of her?

But she hadn't crossed yet.

The author has something to say: I didn’t really plan to update it every other day hahaha, it’s really because I’m sleepy every day ('-ω??)

I set the alarm clock to get up at four o'clock today to code words!So don’t dislike my lack of words_(:з」∠)_Maybe there will be a little more in the next chapter√