C222 He Suddenly Fell Ill

This kind of dizziness only lasted for a few seconds. Very quickly, his vision recovered again. Ou Jingfeng thought, maybe it's just ordinary anemia?

Sitting on the chair, Ou Jingfeng looked at Su Ziye, who was wearing a white coat and was busy doing experiments. He said softly, "Ziye, will I disturb you?"

"Don't overestimate yourself," Su Ye said lazily. "Only Leaf and Wood can disturb me."

They were all children and would move around. Su Ziye was always worried that they would encounter something they should not touch and hurt himself. So, with them around, he could not concentrate on his experiments.

Ou Jingfeng smiled faintly. "What experiment are you doing?"

"I have nothing to do. I need to find something for myself to do."

"I remember you used to be very busy, right?" Ou Jingfeng smiled. "There are a lot of people from the underworld looking for you to treat illnesses every day."

"The mafia has released news that I am one of their people. If they dare to approach me again, it will be against them." Su Ziye sighed helplessly. "Do you think ordinary people would dare to come and find me?"

"The mafia wants to rope you in?"

Su Ziye nodded. "They feel that with me, it is equivalent to having unlimited life force."

It was like playing a game. They could receive life force from him. When fighting like this, what were they afraid of? Anyway, as long as they didn't die on the spot, Su Ziye would have a way to cure them.

Sigh. He was just a doctor, not a god. Not all injuries could be cured. Why did these people outside feel that he was omnipotent? Did he have to kill a few people before they would believe him?

"By the way, why haven't I heard any assassins coming to find me recently?" Ou Jingfeng was very curious. "I didn't leak the news that N172 isn't here. They don't want it anymore?"

In the past, he would always receive news of assassins coming to kill him. Why was there not a single one now? After coming back from Myanmar, his days were too peaceful.

"Everyone thinks that N172 is with Yue. When he was in Myanmar, he was seriously injured. Many killers know about it, so they all think that now is a good time to attack him."

... "" Ou Jingfeng widened his eyes. He asked, "Did he do it on purpose?"

He deliberately injured himself and made himself look like a mess. Was he trying to let an outsider attack him and let Ou Jingfeng go?

"Otherwise, with his skills, who can hurt him?" Su Ziye sighed, "This guy doesn't care about his life. Sooner or later, he will fall into my hands."

This was too reckless.

Indeed, Ou Jingyue was the dumbest. Only he could think of such a method that didn't care about his life.

Injuring himself, letting everyone know that he was injured, and letting everyone know that the person holding the N172 was easy to attack. This way, all the troubles and dangers would belong to him.

Ou Jingfeng clenched his fingers tightly and lowered his head. Hot liquid gushed out from his nose.

It was blood.

Ou Jingfeng withdrew his thoughts and covered his nose. However, blood continued to flow out. It seemed like it was different from the usual situation where he would have a nosebleed after getting angry.

"Ziye," Ou Jingfeng pinched his nose and said with a smile, "look back at me."

"Huh?" Su Ziye turned around, but what he saw was that Ou Jingfeng's hands were covered in blood. Even his face and body were covered in blood. "What happened?"

"I don't know either," Ou Jingfeng said quietly. "I was talking to you when I suddenly had a nosebleed."

Even though the nosebleed could not stop and was very serious, Ou Jingfeng's voice was still calm. It seemed that even if he died immediately, he did not mind. His eyes seemed to see through life and death.

Su Ziye was not so calm. He immediately walked over and put his hand on Ou Jingfeng's wrist. Other than feeling weak, he did not feel anything unusual.

"Come and lie down!" Su Ziye helped Ou Jingfeng to the empty bed and let him lie down.

Ou Jingfeng laid on the bed, but when he loosened his grip, blood began to gush out from his nose again.

Su Ziye used silver needles to pierce into his acupuncture points, but it was useless. As he laid down, the blood in his nose began to flow back.

"Get up!"

Ou Jingfeng sat up, the blood in his nose still did not stop.

Suddenly, Su Ziye thought of something, but it also seemed like he was hesitating. He looked at Ou Jingfeng and did not know what to do.

"It's okay, Ziye." Ou Jingfeng smiled. "You can do whatever you want. Don't worry about anything."

"But..." But the side effects were too great.

"If you don't do anything, I might really have to wait for death." Ou Jingfeng smiled. "I'm not worried about the side effects. It's okay."

He didn't really care about death.

Over the years, he had been on the verge of death many times. He had gotten used to it.

Su Ziye sighed and walked to the side. He opened the fridge and took out a bottle of medicine. He used a syringe to suck it in and walked to Ou Jingfeng's side.

"This is the medicine developed by Ran Ran. It is poison, although the side effects are great. It is very effective for your body." Su Ziye rolled up his sleeves, "It will be reliant on you. In the future, it will be your health that will be better. If you want to get rid of this poison, it will take half of your life."

"It's okay." Ou Jingfeng smiled. "Injuring yourself is better than hurting others."

It did not matter how much pain he felt. He just did not want to hurt Ou Jingyue anymore. He did not know how to control the sound in his brain. Although he tried his best to control it, he would still lose control occasionally.

The medicine worked very quickly in his body. His nose had stopped bleeding.

Su Ziye put his hand on his pulse and found that his body had returned to normal in a short period of time.

Could it be that his body had started to adapt to this poison?

This was not a good sign.

His body seemed to be getting better, but he could not rely on this medicine for the rest of his life.

"So, there is such a magical medicine?" Ou Jingfeng wiped the blood on his face as he joked. " In this way, I don't have to deliberately control myself anymore, right? Even if I try to recall what happened in the past that caused my illness, there are still medicines that can control my body. Am I right?"

"This is poison. It will harm you!" Su Ziye scolded.

"It's okay." Ou Jingfeng smiled. There was a thin layer of fog in his eyes. It was as if he never cared about his own life and death. "As long as there is a way to control it, I can seriously think about it. Who used my brother's life to threaten me back then? "

"Don't think too much!" Su Ziye ordered, "Just like before, keep calm. Got it?"

"Yes." Ou Jingfeng nodded.

He was thinking, if he died, would he not become a time bomb to threaten the Ou family?