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3. Change

After regaining consciousness, the first senses that begin to operate are the nose and ears.

Xu Fei smelled the smell of disinfectant and heard a slight breathing. Then he opened his eyes and found himself lying on the hospital bed.

My aunt sat by the bed, folded her hands on the edge of the bed, rested her head on her arms, and her long, black and soft hair tied into a ponytail, hanging down from behind her ears.

It seems like he is asleep.

Xu Fei carefully raised his left hand and made as light as possible, for fear of waking her up.

There was no pain in the wound on his left hand, but the gauze wrapped around his palm reminded him that everything that happened before was not just a nightmare.

Maybe it was sleepwalking? Cut your hand unconsciously?

No, it is impossible.

Xu Fei remembered it very clearly that when he woke up, he was still lying on the sofa, without scissors, table knife or other sharp tools beside him, and the sponge sword used for training could not cause lacerations.

At this time, a subtitle appeared in front of you again.

【Hyperplasma: mild

Blood temperature: 42.8℃

Status: Healthy]

It looks like a game panel that displays status, but it is unintelligible.

As far as he knows, the temperature of the human body's blood is only slightly higher than the temperature of the organs. The blood temperature reaches 42.8 degrees Celsius, which means that it is a severe fever, which means that it is a high fever. How can it be in a healthy state?

Then, Xu Fei suddenly remembered that what he had seen before was "blood temperature: 38.7℃, status: blood thirst". At that time, he did have an indescribable urge, and even wanted to bite open his aunt's throat and suck blood with big mouthfuls.

Although he no longer had that impulse, when he thought of the hunger and thirst at that time, he felt cold all over his body and couldn't help but think of the prisoner wearing a bridle.

More clues emerged one by one in my mind.

"This sword tastes the blood of cursed, and the brave soldiers used it to fight bloodthirsty monsters until they lost their minds."

This is an introduction to the long sword.

"The cursed blood has been infected."

Here are the subtitles you saw after killing the bridle prisoner.

Combining these two sentences, coupled with the scarlet blood that penetrated into the palm of his hand along the sword body, Xu Fei had a bad guess.

"Well, Xiao Fei, are you awake?"

The aunt interrupted Xu Fei's thoughts. She blinked her sleepy eyes and asked with concern: "How are you? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Xu Fei shook his head, "How long have I slept?"

The aunt glanced at the phone, stretched out her index finger and poked her forehead twice: "Are you sleeping? You are unconscious! You have been unconscious for ten hours! Oh, why is your forehead so hot? Oops, you have a fever, I'll call the doctor."

"No, I'm fine, I'm very sober, don't call a doctor."

While speaking, Xu Fei was surprised to find that he seemed to have the ability to control his blood temperature. As his thoughts were in his mind, the subtitles changed rapidly.

【Hyperplasma: mild

Blood temperature: 37.2℃ (42.8℃)

Status: Healthy]

Intuition told Xu Fei that his blood temperature has now become 37.2℃, and his body temperature is slightly lower than this value. As for 42.8℃ in brackets, it should be the highest temperature he can reach at present.

"Really?" The aunt reached out with suspicion and put the back of her hand on Xu Fei's forehead. "Hey, it seems that it's not very hot. Strange, it was obviously very hot just now."

"Maybe it's an illusion."

In order to reassure my aunt, Xu Fei forced out a smile, but his heart was covered with a layer of haze. He was sure that some kind of extraordinary change was taking place in his body.

It is impossible for a normal person to change his blood temperature by just thinking. Moreover, as the blood temperature drops, his body feels weaker.

"Is it an illusion... Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, tell me honestly what's going on?" The aunt grabbed his earlobe and asked worriedly and angrily, "Do you know, the doctor said you lost too much blood. Fortunately, I sent you for a blood transfusion in time, otherwise, hum!"

Xu Fei suddenly realized that no wonder his state changed from "blood thirst" to "health".

It turns out that blood transfusion can eliminate blood thirst!

Xu Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he would lose his mind and turn into a bloodthirsty monster.

"Are you talking?" The aunt pinched his earlobe's fingers and tried harder.

"Ah? Oh, I-" Xu Feisi thought about it, not knowing how to explain it.

"You, you have been like this since you were a child, and everything is hidden in your heart." My aunt let go and sighed, "If you don't want to say it, forget it. Let me tell me when you are willing to say it. No matter what it is, you can tell me, do you know?"

"Yeah!" Xu Fei nodded vigorously.

"Also, don't put too much pressure on yourself, and don't think about venting in a way that hurts yourself, OK?"

"Okay." Xu Fei was a little helpless. His aunt probably thought he was self-harm, but he couldn't explain.

"Be good." The aunt rubbed his hair, "Are you hungry? I'll buy breakfast."

“I won’t eat.”

"Um?"

"I want to have a physical examination, a full physical examination, is it OK?"

Xu Fei has confirmed that everything that happened before is not a dream, and he is worried that he may have been infected with some disease.

"Well, it's good to have a physical examination, but I'd better eat something first. Oh, the physical examination needs to be on an empty stomach, so let's have a physical examination first, wait, I'll register."

My aunt turned around and left the ward.

……………………

After receiving the physical examination report, Xu Fei finally let go of his heart hanging high.

The results of the physical examination show that everything is normal.

His mood improved and his appetite suddenly grew. After completing the discharge procedures, Xu Fei swallowed five trays of small buns in a breakfast shop near the hospital.

Compared with the previous period, the amount of food intake has increased significantly.

My aunt looked at the steamer piled up on the table and said with great distress: "You're so hungry, eat slowly, don't choke, you, eat like your father when you eat, as if someone wants to snatch it from you."

"Is that true?" Xu Fei put down his chopsticks and tried hard to recall, but he could never remember how his father looked like he was having dinner.

"Yeah." The aunt's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. The fatigue accumulated all night suddenly appeared on her face, but soon she cheered up and said with a smile, "I'll ask you for a day off. I'll go to the company later. You go home and have a good rest. Today I promise not to work overtime and make your favorite beef stewed with tomatoes and potatoes in the evening."

"good!"

Thinking of his aunt's specialty, Xu Fei, who had just put down his chopsticks, became greedy again.

After breakfast, the two of them went home first. After a brief wash, the aunt put on light makeup, and then hurried to the company.

Xu Fei sat on the sofa, looking at the dried blood on the floor, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he raised his left hand and tried to clench his fist.

As he expected, there was no slight pain.

Untie the gauze, the laceration in the palm of the palm has healed, and only a thin red line can be seen.

The wound healing speed is too fast, beyond common sense.

Xu Fei felt aroused and lifted the sponge sword next to the coffee table.

“Hu—Hu—”

A stick-shaped sponge sword drew a cross in the sound of breaking through the air.
Chapter completed!
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