Manual of Space-Time Interference

Where am I?

Dialect opened his eyes, and his head was a little dizzy.

"Hush!"

Dialect subconsciously prepared to prop up his body with his right hand, but accidentally pulled the wound on his right arm.

"You're awake."

Dialect turned to look aside, it was a young woman.

"I'm Xiaoya, drink some water first, you've been in a coma for two days." Xiaoya said, took a glass of water from the water dispenser, helped Dialect up, and handed it over.

"I'm going to call Master Qian."

Xiaoya carefully adjusted the position of the pillow, and let Dialect lean on it securely, and then walked outside the house.

Dialect put the water glass in his hand on the small cabinet beside him, followed Xiaoya's disappearing back, and began to look at the environment of the room. The house is bright and has a minimalist modern decor without too much decoration. Looking out of the window on the side, it was an adjacent villa. It could be seen that this should be a private villa in Qian Hui's family.

"Snapped!"

It didn't take long for Dialect to hear the soft sound of the door closing, and at the same time there was a rustling sound, which was the door being locked. Dialect turned his head, and Qian Hui walked in.

Qian Hui walked to the window, closed the window, pulled a chair and sat in front of Dialect, with a gloomy expression and said nothing.

The hut began to fall silent...

For a long time, Fang Yan stared at Qian Hui, his dry lips parted.

"That bag of stuff..."

"Stuff! Stuff! Do you know that you are about to die!"

A word broke the silence and opened Qian Hui's powder keg.

"Do you know what will happen to you if I come so many minutes late? You will die, in the corner of that underground garage."

Qian Hui stood up, pointed at the dialect and cursed loudly.

"Is that pile of things so important, fourth child, tell me, tell me, is that pile of things worth your life to fight for?"

"I…"

"Are you really stupid, this time you were shot on your right arm, in case it's not there next time, but on your head, your heart, tell me, you still Can you survive?"

"Just tell me, do you just want to die?"

Dialect looked at Qian Hui with a gloomy face in front of him, and opened his mouth bitterly.

"It was just an accident."

"Accident? You'll be shot in an accident. If your brachial artery hadn't been damaged, or if the bullet had swiped past your bone, you'd be either a dead person or a crippled person now!"

"Tell me, are you involved in something underground?" Qian Hui slowed down, walked to the side of Dialect and said, he felt that Dialect should be involved in some disputes between gangsters.

"Being shot in Yanjing is a serious matter, but I can do my best to help you solve it. I can only say my best. There are many more powerful people in Yanjing than our family."

Qian Hui sighed and looked at the dialect, he was waiting, waiting for the dialect to answer his question.

Dialect was silent for a while and said, "No, it's not at all. I don't know what to say, but you don't need to worry about this matter, and I won't have an accident. I assure you."

Dialect knew that he couldn't tell Qian Hui about the time-travel. It was too bizarre and dreamy. At the same time, he didn't want to pull Qian Hui into his whirlpool.

"It won't happen, it won't happen, then you will be lying here now? You must know that you are my brother! You..." Qian Hui's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Boss, it's because you're my brother, don't ask, okay? I really won't have an accident." Fang Yan said, interrupting Qian Hui's words.

The excited voices stopped, Qian Hui fixedly looked at the dialect with firm eyes, the small room fell into an atmosphere called freezing, frozen and silent.

After a long time, Qian Hui sighed and looked at the dialect with a firm gaze, but he stopped chattering on this issue.

"I don't know what you have to hide, or other circumstances, but you must know that I am your brother, your elder brother." Qian Hui reopened the window, and a breeze blew in.

"Take more rest in the past two days, drink some porridge later, and go to the garden to bask in the sun. This is a private villa of my family. Usually no one comes here. I have already taken care of the school affairs. By the way, you The bag was left untouched and left in the next room."

"I'll go down first. I'm going to a dinner party later. I can't accompany you. You can just call Xiaoya if you have anything."

Qian Hui walked to the door, reopened the locked door, and then looked back at the dialect, and said, "If you need anything, you must know that I am your elder brother. If I can help, I will definitely help. "

Qian Hui walked out, only Dialect was left in the room. Looking out the window, Dialect didn't know if he was doing the right thing.

is it wrong? It seems to be wrong, after all, I want to save myself...

However, if I could do it all over again, I think I would still do it, just for the sake of this sky...

Dialect looked at the sky, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is different from the gray sky in the future, it is clear and bright, and the light blue is matched with the green edge of the distant mountains, which is extraordinarily fresh and natural.

"Tuk Tuk!"

A knock on the door interrupted Dialect's thoughts, and Xiaoya came over with a pair of slippers.

Putting the slippers next to Dialect's bed, Xiaoya said, "Sir, let's go down and eat something, the porridge is ready."

Dialect subconsciously prepared to get up and get out of bed, but lay back again, with a painful expression on his face.

Xiaoya looked at the dialect with the wrong expression and said quickly: "Ah, sorry, sir, I forgot to tell you, the doctor said that because of your excessive blood loss and the need for wound healing, you need a long period of rest. For a period of time, you can't lift heavy objects with your right hand, you can't move frequently, and you can't touch water, that is, you can't take a bath."

Speaking of the last few words, Xiaoya's face turned red and her voice became quieter, appearing to be a little awkward.

With Xiaoya's help, Fangyan got out of bed, put on his slippers, and looked at Xiaoya who was blushing beside him, Fangyan seemed to realize something.

"Xiaoya, I've been the one, the one..."

Dialect looked at Xiaoya, a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to ask this question.

"That's it, eating and drinking Lazar, yes, how did the Lazar inside solve it?" Dialect thought for a while, and finally found an appropriate description, and asked Xiaoya on the side.

"Are you wet, hurry down and have some porridge." Xiaoya blushed, not wanting to answer more on this question, and walked out of the house.

Dialect looked at the slender figure in front of him, and thought about the scene of a girl changing her diaper and wiping her body. Although she was a female nurse, she was really ashamed...