69: Chapter 42: Each with Difficulties 69: Chapter 42: Each with Difficulties “…”
He slowly stripped off his suit.
The blood-stained outer garnt fell to the ground, leaving only the white undershirt.
He carefully lifted the shirt, trying not to let the frayed fibers stick to the wound.
It was a painful process, the wound occasionally being pulled, causing him to let out harsh, heavy breaths.
“…huff…”
Finally, he removed his shirt.
He took off his blood-stained white gloves and gazed at himself in the mirror.
His bare torso was covered in ugly scars, old injuries that had existed for a long ti.
His body was as unbearable to look at as his usually concealed hands, equally dreadful.
Now his torso had acquired a dozen new knife wounds, the most severe one ran from his shoulder down to his waist, almost bisecting his upper body.
All the wounds had only sliced through flesh without touching the bones; rather than being lucky, it was more accurate to say that the assailant’s skills were extrely proficient.
He could heal these wounds in an instant if he paid the price…
However, the price paid would never return.
If the condition for healing his own injuries was to suffer another kind of harm, what was the point of such a trade?
A curse is not a miracle.
He repeated this well-known truth in his mind, admonishing himself.
He turned to turn on the faucet when the bathroom door opened, and the gray-haired superpower user stood at the doorway, facing him.
“…Oh.”
Shiyu Lianyi gave a bitter smile.
He rembered locking the door; such an occurrence was probably the handiwork of that information broker.
Gongsun Ce walked in silently, turned on the tap, and manipulated the hot water to rise in swirls, washing his friend’s wounds.
Shiyu Lianyi raised his hand helplessly, “Ouch…
It’s only been such a short ti, and your wounds are all healed, what an impressive doctor.”
“Second-rate dical skills, first-rate superpower, exceedingly first-rate treatnt cost, altogether makes a first-rate doctor, I guess.”
When Gongsun Ce was treated just now, Shiyu Lianyi must have been in the room as well.
The “doctor” wouldn’t mind earning a bit more, and Mo Yuankai wouldn’t stop the treatnt.
The young man in the suit chose to handle his wounds alone, that must have been his own wish.
Gongsun Ce’s gaze swept over the scars on his friend’s body.
Every day, Shiyu Lianyi wore a suit and gloves, hardly exposing any skin beyond his face.
He always looked so dashing and proper, as if a character stepping out of a painting.
“I have long suggested that you undergo costic surgery.”
After roughly cleaning the wounds, Gongsun Ce found a bottle of dical alcohol, using telekinesis to control the colorless, transparent liquid to float out from the bottle, starting the disinfection.
“That hurts…
That won’t do, the effect of the Impermanence Skill would weaken.”
What about it?
What’s so good about power obtained with such a price, wiping away all past traces and cleanly starting a new life?
Gongsun Ce admitted, more or less harboring such thoughts in his heart.
But it was sothing he couldn’t voice, not only because his friend’s abilities had saved him tonight, but also because everyone has their choices.
Personal matters are only clear to oneself, and outsiders shouldn’t recklessly interfere, even the closest friends can only make suggestions, never having the right to persuade others to accept them.
“It will hurt a bit, hang in there.”
Gongsun Ce ran his fingers across his friend’s body, the white substance filling the wounds, playing the role of stopping the blood.
“From my experience, it should hurt less in about ten or fifteen minutes.
Complete healing will take longer, for yours at least two or three days.”
“Thank you, Gongsun.”
Shiyu Lianyi was also pondering what exactly was the ability his friend used?
A robust material also serving as a healing ability sounded too bizarre, and was unrelated to the telekinesis he often used.
But it was not his place to ask directly, just as the other didn’t inquire about what he had done, everyone has secrets they don’t wish to share with others.
The superpower user finished tending to his friend’s wounds, then he turned on the tap to wash his face, and for a mont, only the sound of running water filled the bathroom.
The two n were silent until the gray-haired youth turned off the tap and said, “I don’t quite understand Shiyu Ling.”
“Where?”
“Everywhere.
Alice is just a role being played…
I can’t convince myself to believe that.
Even after revealing her true nature, her words and actions have changed a lot, but it’s not like she’s beco a different person.”
Shiyu Ling would still react to his jokes.
Shiyu Ling still carried the sa tone when speaking.
Shiyu Ling would still let out surprised sighs, like a hopeless single older woman.
It didn’t feel like fighting a mortal enemy, more like an old companion showing a side of strangeness.
Shiyu Lianyi said, “Sister Ling, well, that’s just the way she is—”
“Wait a second, what kind of title is ‘Sister Ling’?”
Shiyu Lianyi picked up the dirty gloves, seemingly uncertain what to do with them,”Most of the Shiyus have been trained together since childhood.
We don’t share blood relations, but having grown up together, we are like true family to each other.”
I think there might also be elents pushed deliberately by the researchers, Shiyu Lianyi added subsequently.
Gongsun Ce recalled their nas.
Shiyu Ling, Shiyu 0.
Shiyu Lianyi, Shiyu Ling one, Shiyu 01.
The gray-haired youth gasped: “I just imagined her calling you little brother and it made my skin crawl!”
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