"You go to bed first, I will help you watch the liquid, do you have anything you want to eat?"

The bitter but sweet taste of chocolate still remained in his mouth, so that Zhao Xiaokui subconsciously replied: "...chocolate?"

Shen Zhifei raised his eyebrows.

"I mean rice."

Just hearing the word "fan", Zhao Xiaokui's mouth started to secrete saliva uncontrollably.

Too miserable, she was really miserable for the five years spent in the mermaid world...

What can the seabed do? Obviously it is a wise species, but everyone eats alive, dare you believe it?

She doesn’t know what the adult fish who have their own territory and human servants are eating, but they are raised in the deep sea and are underage mermaids. Their daily food is almost raw fish, or some Some wonder if they can be called fish...

If she crosses to become a terrestrial creature, she can build a rural stove to cook a dish by herself, but in the deep sea...Come on, even the fire can't rise.

Zhao Xiaokui felt that he lost his survival early, not necessarily because of poor food and inability to cook in the sea.

If she crosses the land, even if she is an ordinary person, maybe she can play a plot line of farming flow.

However, the deep sea did not even give her a piece of land.

"Gudong."

The names of countless dishes circled in my mind, like a charming and moving beauty, making a sound to her.

However, when the words came to my lips, they became extremely reserved and self-controlled, "I can eat whatever you want."

Human beings cannot collapse.

Zhao Xiaokui reminded herself repeatedly in her heart-she is not Zhao Xiaokui, but Zhao Zijin.

Zhao Zijin is the current stage name of "she".

A person who would eat medicine and drink water for three days in order to put on a dress would not suddenly become full of love for crayfish and dry pot rabbit because of a low blood sugar.

Before she blurted out the chocolate, there was already a risk of collapse.

Although Zhao Xiaokui did not plan to continue to be Zhao Zijin, she still didn't want to let people discover her changes too soon.

Even if she has understood the world for eighteen years, she has very few extraordinary powers, and no matter how exaggerated her changes are, in this world that believes in science, I am afraid that no one would think of strange forces and chaotic directions.

But... what if?

Zhao Xiaokui didn't dare to bet that one in case.

If you make a mistake, you lose every game.

Even from the mermaid world and back to the human world, her nerves have never really relaxed.

Only in the mermaid world she was worried about being killed. In the human world, she was worried about being discovered, and found that she was different from ordinary people. She was put on the dissection platform to make "contributions" to the progress of science and humanity.

As someone who died once, she really didn't want to die a second time.

She just wants to live a peaceful life and be an ordinary person.

"I remember your fans said that you seem to have a serious stomach problem, how about drinking chicken porridge?"

"sorry to bother you."

"It's just a small matter. You don't have to be overly concerned. Anyone who encounters your situation will not be stingy to lend a helping hand."

Zhao Xiaokui's eyes were complicated, "...you are such a good person."

This kind of sigh definitely comes from her heart. In the words of the Internet, she is now a green tea **** who has robbed Shen Zhi's fiance.

Zhao Xiaokui is ashamed of such a mind.

Shen Zhifei understood this sentence inexplicably.

She didn't explain anything, but asked Zhao Xiaokui to take a good rest. After taking a look at the height of the liquid in the infusion bottle, she turned around and left the room.

Of course she is not a good person, nor is she a Virgin. If the person who had an accident today was not Zhao Xiaokui, but someone else, even if she made the same request, she would probably call the assistant at most and let her figure it out. It would never be possible to do it herself. At this level, she would be so good to Zhao Xiaokui. It had nothing to do with Rong Zhen or someone, simply because Zhao Xiaokui was so good-looking.

And good-looking people always deserve special treatment.

Zhao Xiaokui watched as the door of the guest room was closed, and with a soft click, she could no longer control her body curled up into a ball.

"what--"

The roar was pressed in her throat, and her fragile, innocent and affectionate expression turned hideous in an instant.

Pain treats everyone equally, no matter how good it looks, it won't get any preference.

Fortunately, the doctor kept a soft needle for the infusion, otherwise she would first consider the possibility of the needle puncturing the blood vessel.

The bone head was shattered inch by inch, and then glued together again, the muscles were separated and torn, and the nerves were like stretched rubber bands, tightened to the extreme, and still not let go.

The heart beats at a frequency of thousands of times per minute. The excessively fast speed increases her demand for oxygen unlimitedly. The skin all over her body is frantically drawing oxygen and moisture from the air in all directions. If you stand in the guest room By the window, you can even hear the roar of air flowing from outside to inside.

If so, Zhao Xiaokui still feels like a fish about to suffocate.

There was a loud rumbling noise from her ears. It was blood running and surging in the blood vessels, and the eyes seemed to be pierced by glass slag. It was the changes in the structure of the eyeball... These changes happened quickly and urgently. , As if as long as one second is late, she can kill her.

The pain made Zhao Xiaokui mad, and at the same time, she was sober again.

She could even hear Shen Zhifei walking in the living room wearing slippers, then went to the kitchen, turned on the tap to wash the rice, and cut the chicken breast into shredded meat with a cutting board.

She is obviously a master at home, with steady hands cutting vegetables, and her voice is clear and moving.

Her breathing is also very steady, just like her whole person, giving a sense of stability.

Zhao Xiaokui listened to her breathing and felt that her pain seemed to be relieved a lot.

This is of course an illusion—just focusing on something can relieve the pain.

Zhao Xiaokui's acting skills don't say full marks, it is not difficult to pass.

At least so far, Shen Zhifei, who is not very familiar with her, has not made any doubts about her identity.

But she forgot one thing--

pain.

At the beginning, she can also control her heartbeat and behave like a normal person in front of the doctor.

But when the pain started raging and even the hair was hurting, the only thing she could do was to suppress the roar in her throat and not make herself look like a wounded beast.

"what--"

The tube for the infusion was broken away by her. It was obviously a venous blood vessel, but because of the excessively fast flow rate, it felt like an artery was shot out abruptly.

The high self-healing ability under the high metabolism quickly repaired the bigger wound of the needle eye, but the scene was still **** as if someone had been stabbed. From the bed to the ground, it was splashed with mottled blood.

"Click", the door opened.

Putting the rice and chicken shreds into the rice cooker, Shen Zhifei walked in, ready to take a look at the situation of the infusion bottle.

The image of the imaginary sleeping beauty did not appear, instead a figure curled up on the bed.

She embraced herself with her legs closed, close to her abdomen, in a posture like a baby in her mother's womb, but she was shaking uncontrollably, and there was a scream that was unique to her pain.

This is not like low blood sugar.

She walked over quickly, trying to check Zhao Xiaokui's condition.

"How are you—"

Before she reached out to Zhao Xiaokui's body, she was grasped by a slender hand.

This hand looked so soft and slender, but the force coming from it was far beyond Shen Zhifei's imagination. If it weren't for her fingers to be able to move, she would almost think that her wrist had been pinched off.

The girl was breathing fast and could hear the whistling of the wind. Her opened eyes were blood-red, and the red liquid slid down the corners of her eyes, staining the white grids on the sheets and pillows.

Staring at these eyes, Shen Zhifei's eyes became misty as if someone had knocked **** the back of his head.

"Sorry."

She heard a trembling voice say.

Sorry what?

Shen Zhifei was puzzled.

Zhao Xiaokui also closed his eyes forcefully at the moment he was speaking.

She doesn't want to involve innocent people into her world, but she never believes that there are secrets in this world that will never be revealed.

In fact, her eyes can't see things temporarily, but they are not necessary for judging Shen Zhifei's position and completing the next thing.

Stabbed...

Shen Zhifei's pure white silk shirt was torn apart with one hand.

She put her finger in her mouth and bit with her sharp fangs--

A blood hole with almost deep bones easily appeared on the index finger.

Shen Zhifei followed Zhao Xiaokui's hand to her, and when he was about to press her body, he recovered and supported it with his other hand.

After experiencing a concussion of soul, she felt like a concussion, with a splitting headache.

But she still looked at her body for the first time.

Where her heart was beating, a red symbol was slowly disappearing.

She stroked that piece of skin, it was white and smooth, and it was no different from what she felt when she took a bath.

But in the dark, she felt as if something had changed.

She frowned, looked at the girl who was curled up on the bed again, and asked in a calm voice that was beyond the other's imagination: "What is this?"

Zhao Xiaokui caught her voice.

"A contract..." The voice of the **** the bed was suppressed with pain, as well as the cruelty that Shen Zhifei had never felt before. "A confidential contract, once...you actively or passively...why...it leaks my secrets. ...A contract that died because of... myocardial infarction."

"Sorry." Even if the apology at this time sounds like a gesture, Zhao Xiaokui still apologizes for the guilt in his heart, "I can't... can't... let anyone know my situation."

"what--"

The uncontrolled scream, like torn flesh and blood.

But soon, Zhao Xiaokui bit the quilt tightly and pressed the painful voice back into his throat.

contract……

It took less than a minute for Shen Zhifei to break and rebuild the worldview.

Being forced to sign an unknown contract is like signing an unreviewed contract.

Even if Zhao Xiaokui claimed that the purpose of this contract was only to keep it secret, a person who knew nothing about the mysterious side could not judge whether there was a lie in her words.

With the last effort to plant a confidentiality contract for Shen Zhifei, Zhao Xiaokui will no longer have time for him.

She knew that she was acting like a big villain who would take revenge on her, but she had no better way.

She can't go to the hospital...

She can no longer control whether Shen Zhifei is afraid, afraid, or angry.

However, unexpectedly, Shen Zhifei put his hand on her head as if testing her body temperature——

"I think you may need help, what can I do for you?"

Her voice was calm as if nothing happened.