Chapter 88

"Jiang Zhao."

Jiang Jian spoke again.

Jiang Zhao shook her head hard, came back to her senses, and barely managed to sit up.

Her eyelids lowered, her expression still dazed.

"Jiang Jian."

The young girl raised her head, her black hair hanging down, "Why do I feel pain when I see you."

Jiang Jian was silent.

Jiang Zhao looked at him and said softly: "What on earth is going on with my headache."

"Jiang Jian, you've always known, right?"

While speaking.

She looked around.

Underneath was a comfortable bed, and outside the partition, was the luxury cabin with flashing blue light.

Through the porthole, looking far away, she could see the rolling clouds.

"I'm taking you to see a doctor."

Jiang Jian finally spoke.

Jiang Zhao bit her soft lip and said: "Why is my memory missing?"

"Jiang Jian, you also know, right?"

She was very smart.

Based on short memory fragments, she could infer a lot.

Jiang Jian said: "I know."

Jiang Zhao smiled lightly: "So, you've been lying to me all along?"

The young girl raised her eyes, her pupils clear and bright.

Silver light appeared, cold as frost.

"I said."

Jiang Jian emphasized his tone, "I'm taking you to see a doctor."

Jiang Zhao shook her head: "I'm not sick."

Jiang Jian looked at her: "Are you not listening to me anymore?"

"Listening."

Jiang Zhao said softly, "But you have to tell me the truth."

Jixue used all four limbs, its tail rolling a water cup, and walked to the bed: "Drink some water."

It placed the water cup by Jiang Zhao's hand and looked at Jiang Jian, "I've already communicated with Anhe Academy and asked for 7 days of leave for her."

Jiang Jian nodded, took the hot water cup, and handed it to his sister.

Jiang Zhao didn't take it, but stared at Jiang Jian: "Just now, I had an extra memory."

"Or rather, I remembered things from when I was young."

"Guangling City."

"Shadow area."

"Public care center."

The young girl's voice was calm, completely different from usual.

"Someone wanted to approach me, but their body shattered and they died strangely."

"I want to know what happened later."

"Jiang Jian, tell me the truth."

Her gaze was equally clear.

Deep in her pupils, there was an indescribable firmness.

Jiang Zhao was also a person who was soft on the outside but strong on the inside.

A silence that lasted for dozens of seconds.

"What you can know, I will tell you."

Jiang Jian finally spoke, "But there are some things you cannot know."

The young girl finally took the water cup and said: "Things I cannot know? For example?"

Jiang Jian shook his head.

Patients with soul-separation disease must never know their condition.

Jiang Zhao leaned against the bed rail, drank a sip of warm water, her face still pale.

She looked at Jiang Jian and said softly: "Then tell me what I can know."

"I left for one night."

Jiang Jian said, "But the method I deliberately left to protect you was not used."

He looked at his sister, his gaze calm, "This matter, until now, I haven't figured it out."

Hearing this.

Jiang Zhao's expression moved slightly.

Based on these words, she had already inferred.

Jiang Jian didn't know about this memory of hers.

That day.

The tall and strong boy rushed over, and she only looked at him once.

His body collapsed and shattered, turning into dust and dying strangely.

Jiang Jian clearly didn't know about this.

But she didn't say it.

She was waiting for the truth.

The truth that every time she thought of Jiang Jian, pain would surge deep in her heart and soul.

"And then?"

Thoughts paused, the young girl continued to ask.

Jiang Jian said: "I killed the Director, then returned to the courtyard and killed those things cleanly."

"And then."

"I took you to see a doctor."

"And cured your illness."

Jiang Jian smiled, "It's just that there were some sequelae."

"Now I've come to Anhezhou and brought you here, just for this matter."

While speaking.

The cross-boundary flying shuttle tore through the clouds and fog, occupying the highest flight route in the state border, and drove rapidly toward Guangling City.

"No."

Jiang Zhao spoke suddenly.

This was the first time she said no to Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian looked at her, his brows furrowed, and the smile on his face faded.

Jiang Zhao said firmly: "Tell me the truth."

Jiang Jian said: "What truth."

Jiang Zhao said word by word: "When I was young, who did I see for my illness, and how did I get better?"

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An even longer silence.

"Jiang Zhao."

Jiang Jian said coldly, taking the water cup from her hand, "Enough."

A few seconds later.

The young girl raised her head, her blue hair messy, hanging on her soft red lips, and laughed lowly: "Okay, I won't ask."

Deep in her pupils.

Silver light surged, appearing and disappearing.

The cross-boundary flying shuttle landed.

A huge shadow was cast, attracting many residents to watch.

The cabin door opened, and the gangway extended to the ground.

The people below had long cast envious gazes, discussing spiritedly.

"Where did this big flying shuttle come from."

"What a beautiful flying ship."

"It's bigger than a building in the residential area!"

"The municipal government's unmanned flying shuttle is several times smaller than this!"

"If this thing were sold for Alliance coins, how many hovercars could it buy."

"Really good-looking, really domineering!"

Amidst the noise.

Jiang Jian walked down the gangway first.

The young girl sat sideways on the gray fox's back, following behind.

People immediately scattered, retreating far away.

Jiang Jian's academy school uniform was luxurious and exquisite, with embroidered patterns glowing faintly.

The identity devices of these shadow area residents didn't have permission to log into the Linjiang forum.

Naturally, they didn't know this was the Linjiang Academy school uniform.

But they knew that luxury flying ships were very expensive.

People who came down from the flying ship and wore this kind of clothes were definitely not people they could afford to provoke.

"Why did they go to Jin Po's house?"

"Jin Po is lonely, how could she have a relationship with such a big shot?"

"What is their relationship with Jin Po?"

"It's really strange!"

Amidst the noise, when they saw Jiang Jian walking toward a low house next to the residential area, more confused discussions erupted.

The gray fox the young girl was sitting on didn't attract any attention at all.

In the shadow area.

Unofficial citizens were too common.

Ordinary fox monsters could even be said to be everywhere.

In front of the room door.

Jiang Jian knocked gently.

A few seconds later.

Behind the dilapidated wooden door, a hoarse voice came: "Come in."

The room was very cramped.

But the light was unusually bright.

Jin Po smiled and looked at Jiang Jian: "It's you."

Her hair was gray, and her face was covered with wrinkles.

But her eyes were like water mirrors, without any turbidity.

"It's me."

Jiang Jian said softly, "I'm here to get something."

Jin Po hunched her body, coughed a few times, and smiled bitterly: "Counting the days, it's time to come."

She extended her hand, took out a wooden box from the drawer, and placed it on the table.

"Take it away."

Jiang Jian didn't touch the wooden box, looked at Jin Po, and asked: "Where is she?"

Jin Po pointed to the wall: "There."

On the side wall, a photo was pasted.

Wearing a wide-hooded black robe, the shape could not be seen clearly.

A strand of pitch-black hair hung down from the edge of the hood.

"Jiang Jian."

The young girl walked into the room.

In an instant.

That photo shattered into ash, scattered, and fell.

"Go quickly."

Jin Po coughed even more severely, and I don't know when, her face was already pale as paper.

"Thank you."

Jiang Jian picked up the wooden box and performed an ancient ritual to Jin Po.

This was what "she" taught personally when treating his sister's illness.

Respect for the passing of life.

The next second.

Jiang Jian pulled his sister's wrist and walked out of the room directly.

"Jiang Jian?"

The young girl raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Jian shook his head and said: "She stayed here just to help her deliver medicine."

He took Jiang Zhao and walked onto the gangway.

As soon as he entered the cabin, he opened the wooden box.

Inside, a snow-white pill was placed.

Without the wooden box covering it, a clear fragrance permeated, and the aura was pure.

Jiang Jian stared at the pill for a few seconds, closed the wooden box again, and put it into his school bag.

"Jiang Zhao, you have to stay on the flying shuttle until the 15th."

Jiang Jian looked at his sister, "On the 15th, I'll watch you finish the medicine and send you back to Anhe Academy."

The young girl didn't ask much this time and nodded: "Okay."

The cabin door closed.

The cross-boundary flying shuttle rose into the air, passed through the heavy clouds, and hovered at a high altitude where no one could see.

"'Scientific Practice,' 'Acupoint Mastery,' 'Theology Overview'."

"I've annotated them all for you."

Jiang Jian took out three books and handed them to his sister, "Take them back, in your spare time from cultivation, study according to my annotations."

Jiang Zhao asked: "Can I cultivate now?"

Jiang Jian nodded: "Wait until the 15th, after I send you back to Anhe Academy, you can."

He took out a brand new flying frost bracelet and put it on his sister.

"This thing is enough for now."

"After a while, when your cultivation progress comes up, we'll change it."

Jiang Zhao raised her wrist, stared at the bracelet surrounded by frost flowers, and asked: "How much does this cost?"

Jixue leaned closer, extended its furry head, rubbed against the young girl's skirt, and said: "This is very expensive!"

(End of this chapter)