The warm sunshine shone through the window on the white sheets. Chu Zihang stood silently in front of the window and looked at the distant mountains.

His naked upper body was wrapped in circles of bandages. Under the bandages, there was a terrifying incision that spread from his left shoulder to his right waist.

It's not the dragon's claws and dragon's tail, but what's left of the helicopter propeller.

"Can't violent blood make up the difference~"

Chu Zihang raised his left arm, and the empty forearm made him feel a little confused.

How much power is needed to defeat the god riding an eight-legged horse and holding Kungunir?

What kind of determination is needed to take back my father from the hands of the gods?

Dong Dong~

There was a knock on the door.

"Senior brother, it's me!" Lu Mingfei's voice sounded outside the door.

"And me, junior brother!" Fingel's voice followed.

"Come in." Chu Zihang replied calmly.

The door opened, and behind the skinny Lu Mingfei was the tall and strong Fingel.

Lu Mingfei was pushing a wheelchair, and sitting there was the pale Susie. Her expression was extremely lonely, but she regained some of her luster the moment she saw Chu Zihang.

"Caesar sent an email, asking us to express condolences to you on behalf of the student union. As the boss of the News Department, I will do an interview by the way. Junior brother, you don't mind~" Fingel put the flowers and fruits in his arms on the bedside table.

, sitting down in the only chair.

Chu Zihang looked at Su Qian.

"Well, we happened to meet our senior sister when we came here, so we came here with her." Lu Mingfei explained quickly.

"Well, thank you." Chu Zihang said calmly, expressing his gratitude for the two people's condolences.

Susie pursed her lips and said nothing, but she seemed to have a thousand words.

"Then let's leave first without disturbing you."

Fingel and Lu Mingfei looked at each other with a tacit understanding, waved goodbye knowingly, and closed the door when they left.

"Are you okay?" Su Qian squeezed out a forced smile. Every time she saw Chu Zihang's broken arm, her heart ached.

"It's okay, it wasn't my right hand that was broken with the knife." Chu Zihang replied, looking at Su Qian's lower body, he hesitated to speak.

Susie clenched her fists, lifted the blanket covering her legs, and smiled softly: "Compared to my companions who sacrificed their lives, I am lucky enough, and if it weren't for you, I would be dead."

Both of her calves have completely disappeared from the knees, which is why her sitting posture is a bit awkward at the moment.

Seven days ago, the helicopter was destroyed by Chu Xin and crashed.

The propeller when it crashed and exploded was like a blade, slashing towards Susie.

Seeing that she was about to be cut off at the waist, Chu Zihang, who still had a hint of consciousness, pounced on her and pulled her up in a blur. The wing first took away Susie's calf, and then scratched his back.

As Susie said, they both are extremely lucky.
Chapter completed!