Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 221: Dying Shirley and the Miraculous Medicine A!
The corner under the bridge was quite dark, and only when a car passed by occasionally could one use its light to barely see the charred body of the girl lying on the ground.

Her skin was burnt and blistered all over, blending in with her clothes, indistinguishable from one another.

The gauze tightly wrapped around her chest was soaked with blood, and every time her chest rose and fell with her weak breathing, more blood appeared on it.

The pupils in those half-open eyes had already begun to dilate, and the dark god of death raised his scythe high, ready to swing it down.

clatter--

Yingsheng stepped into the bridge tunnel.

“Shirley…”

Junerick murmured, took an involuntary step forward, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Snapped!
Yingsheng patted him on the shoulder heavily: "Come back to your senses, tell me how to use drug A, are there any precautions, and do you need to do anything with Shirley."

Junerick quickly shook his head: "No, APTX-4869 is a capsule, just take it directly."

"The capsule takes too long to take effect, can't we just dilute the drug in it with saline and inject it?"

"No, the capsule coating of APTX-4869 is a new material of the organization and takes effect quickly."

"Oh, what effect?"

“This… is…”

Junerick looked at Shirley on the ground and hesitated again for some reason.

Yingsheng chuckled: "I'll state in advance that no matter what the effect of the medicine is, I will definitely watch the whole process.

The main purpose of asking in advance was to see whether Miss Shirley needed to be cleaned and the bullet removed immediately.

If her injuries could heal quickly like magic, wouldn't those things remain in her body if they were not dealt with? Miss Shirley was a great beauty before, and if her skin was damaged by the remnants of clothing, it would be a waste of nature's gift.

If drug A only keeps her alive and she still needs to slowly recover from her injuries, we can deal with those things after we send her to the hospital's sterile room."

"........."

Xiaolan, who was standing on guard a little further away, thought speechlessly, what this guy said was obviously right, but why did it sound so weird?

After hearing this, Junerick suddenly realized something, thought about it, turned around and bowed deeply to Xiaolan:

"Miss, please clean up Shirley's wound."

"........."

Yingsheng tapped Junerick's back and reminded him, "Actually, I'm the professional."

Junerick was unmoved: "Please!"

"Cut~~"

Yingsheng curled his lips in disdain, then became quite curious: "This drug A is so powerful that it doesn't even care about wound infection? And we don't have enough tools, so the method of removing the bullet will be very violent, but it doesn't matter at all?"

Junerick shook his head and said seriously, "Drug A will completely reshape Shirley's body. The high temperature and autophagy during this process can eliminate most of the germs in the world."

"awesome."

Yingsheng has always admired scientific researchers. He exclaimed in admiration and began to take off his protective clothing, and asked Xiaolan to join him:
"It has come to this point. There is no need for these two to hide their identities anymore..."

"No! There must be some!"

Junerick interrupted nervously, not daring to look at the two people whose true faces were gradually revealed: "Thank you both for your kindness in rescuing us. Shirley and I..."

"Tsk, what do you mean by you and Shirley? You two are colleagues at most at the moment."

Yingsheng interrupted, "It's not like you're just out of a wolf's den and into a tiger's mouth. It's just that we know Miss Shirley. If she really wakes up like you said, she will recognize us at a glance.

Besides, to clean the wound and remove the bullet, we must clean ourselves up first, otherwise...

Oh... Never mind, I won't say any more."

"But...but..."

"It's nothing to worry about. Just look up and take a look at us. No one will die."

Junerick was in a state of confusion, and Yingsheng slapped him on the hunched waist. His upper body immediately jumped up as if he had been electrocuted. Before he could close his eyes, he saw the girl standing by the river taking off her gas mask and shaking her hair. Junerick was stunned.

Xiaolan waved at him: "Hello, my name is Mao Lilan."

Yingsheng also shook his head and walked up to him: "My name is Shuiyue Yingsheng, I say, what is your real name?"

Junerick was still a little dazed, and after a while he shook his head blankly: "I don't want to be called by that name before."

"Then you can pick one yourself when you are happy later."

Yingsheng didn't care. He raised his arm and sniffed, then took off his coat with a look of disgust and threw it on the ground. He ran to the river, scooped up some water to wash his face, and then walked towards Shirley.

correct.

This river is naturally not the previous one, it is very clear.

"Seriously, I'm a real expert at removing bullets with my bare hands. Let Xiaolan take Miss Shirley to the river to clean the wound... Tsk, this feels so weird. She's obviously a dying person, how can we treat her so uncivilized?"

Yingsheng turned his head and looked at Junerick: "Are you sure everything is okay?"

"Absolutely not!"

When Shirley was mentioned, Junerick immediately came back to his senses: "Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe Shirley!"

"OK."

Yingsheng squatted in front of Shirley, lifted the gauze, stretched out his little finger and inserted it into the gunshot wound on her chest. With a twist and a lift, a bullet flew out. He caught it with his left hand. He did this three times and then walked to the river to wash the bullet.

"Junerick, what do you say about keeping this as a souvenir for Shirley?"

"..."

Seeing that Xiaolan was already carrying Shirley upstream, Junerick hesitated for a moment, walked to Yingsheng, and sat on a large gray pebble:

"What is your purpose in rescuing Shirley?"

"To be honest, I'm also quite curious about Drug A. Especially after hearing you describe it as so miraculous, I'm even more curious."

Yingsheng tells the truth.

Junerick's eyes trembled: "You..."

"Don't panic," Yingsheng interrupted, "I don't need it to prolong my life, and I don't want to revive anyone. At this stage, I'm just curious. Miss Shirley can do whatever she wants in the future, and I will never restrict her personal freedom.

By the way, even if I want her to continue her research, I don’t have the financial resources to build a research institute for her.

Besides, don’t you still have it?”

Generick was stunned.

"I?"

Yingsheng smiled: "Juuna, you seem to be more talented than Shirley, and your moral standards are more flexible. If I need anything in this regard, of course I would prefer to find you. Miss Shirley should let her choose the life she likes."

Seeing that Junerik was distracted, Yingsheng smiled and took his hand, holding the three cleaned bullets in his right hand and placed them in his palm.

"look."

Feeling a chill in his palms, Zhunerik looked down involuntarily, and heard Yingsheng speak faintly:
"This is Miss Shirley's life."

"!!!"

Junerick's heart trembled, and he pulled his hand back suddenly, but Yingsheng held it tightly and he couldn't move at all.

Yingsheng smiled, slowly closed his fingers, and held the three bullets in his palm.

"Juuna, this is the life you gave her."

"!!!!!!"

An even greater shock filled my heart, but immediately afterwards, there was an indescribable and boundless ecstasy.

It was him who saved Shirley? !
(End of this chapter)