I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 734 - 430 Perfect Transition (6000 words ask for
Chapter 734: Chapter 430 Perfect Transition (6000 words, ask for monthly passes!) Chapter 734: Chapter 430 Perfect Transition (6000 words, ask for monthly passes!) On the way to Zhen City Hospital, the Back-faced Woman walked slowly, seemingly very cautious.
Yan Junze outside the supermarket had just reminded her that a team of Exorcists was scouring the area in search of the mother and daughter.
Of course, Yan Junze was also very clear about the situation here, even more so than his former self.
He slowly began to speak, his voice already completely hoarse, “It’s okay, you can go to the hospital with peace of mind. You won’t encounter anyone else. That team will be drawn away by another ‘Sand Corpse’ strangeness, but they will send a drone to the hospital.”
The mother and daughter picked up the pace and soon arrived at the hospital.
Searching all the way, they found a treatment room upstairs.
This treatment room wasn’t like the others downstairs; there were still some painkillers, disinfectant alcohol, and a few hemostatic bandages left.
The Back-faced Woman placed Yan Junze on a small bed and then laid out all the medicines and bandages she could find in front of him, before continuing to search in the next room.
Ke’er, holding a bandage, kept comparing it left and right above Yan Junze’s chest, making “eh, eh” sounds.
With mixed feelings of amusement and distress, Yan Junze said, “The painkiller, give it to me to eat. Then, the disinfectant alcohol, pour it here, yes, on the wound.”
However, the alcohol poured on the wound didn’t hurt at all, raising questions whether it was because it had expired, or if the wound had undergone Semi-Spiritualization and thus lost sensation.
Ke’er poured some disinfectant alcohol on the bandage, crumpled it up, and wiped the bloodstains off Yan Junze’s skin.
Just then, Yan Junze clearly felt a violent spasm in his heart, as the white fluff quickly spread out and again protruded from under his skin.
Ke’er was startled and jumped back hastily.
The Back-faced Woman returned quickly and upon seeing that Yan Junze’s condition was still deteriorating, she immediately stooped down, her dark fingers stretched out and plunged fiercely into Yan Junze’s chest, grasping his heart that was emanating the fluff.
It was clearly felt that inside the heart, a worm the size of an earthworm was writhing.
Having grasped the heart, the Back-faced Woman turned her head to look at Yan Junze, aware that they could not delay any longer.
About ten seconds later, the Back-faced Woman squeezed out a word from her mouth, “Pain.”
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Yan Junze nodded. He understood the Back-faced Woman’s meaning; she was about to extract his heart, and the process would be painful.
Crack!
The Back-faced Woman’s fingertips sprouted sharp, pitch-black nails, which neatly severed the blood vessels connected to the heart with a light slash.
What was peculiar was that these blood vessels seemed to be clogged by the white fluff, not a drop of blood came out, and any blood that should have flowed had already seeped out of the body.
After cleaning up around the heart, it continued to beat faintly, with the long worm inside slowly moving.
Yan Junze felt a sudden emptiness in his chest, as the Back-faced Woman gently withdrew her hand from his chest, clutching a heart covered in an abundance of white fluff that was still beating.
Thump, thump, thump, thump…
As the heart was removed, Yan Junze felt his focus faltering, his thoughts becoming nebulous, with a sense of having nowhere to belong.
His whole being felt light, but his consciousness was still there, albeit as if in a dream.
Even though the Semi-Spiritualization allowed him to survive a moment with his heart extracted, he didn’t know how long he could hold on.
Unless the Back-faced Woman and her daughter stayed with him continuously and could stuff his heart back into his chest when he couldn’t take it anymore, and after stabilizing the injury, take it out again to continue the assimilation.
But this was obviously impossible and unrealistic.
Seconds later, Yan Junze’s vision began to blur, as if sinking into water, with torrents enveloping him, drenching not only his eyes but also his nose and mouth, cutting off his breathing one by one.
The blurred shadow of the heart in front of him continued to beat faintly.
“This is, my own heart…”
Suddenly, Yan Junze started, his consciousness clearing substantially as he almost sat up in a resurgence of energy and rapidly addressed the mother and daughter.
“From now on, take good care of the heart, complete the assimilation. During this process, do not let anyone else see it, including me! Remember, you must remember, on the day when the future me, Zhang Xiaomo, Xiang Er, and Ku Zai go to the mall, you will get off mid-way. No matter what, don’t follow, and immediately head for a farm called ‘Four Seasons Garden’ in the suburbs. Head southwest once inside the farm. Reach there as fast as you can! You must remember!”
As his words fell, Yan Junze felt his body getting weaker. He knew he couldn’t wait any longer and instantly initiated the return command.
In his blurry vision, he seemed to see the Back-faced Woman nodding, and Ke’er throwing herself at him.
The next second, Ke’er lunged at thin air.
“Eh?”
Ke’er tilted her head, looking at the now empty space in front of her.
Turning around, Ke’er looked at her mother.
The Back-faced Woman held the heart in both hands, as dense black mist enshrouded and cloaked it.
About four or five minutes later, the black mist wrapping the heart began to dissipate.
Ke’er jumped onto the small bed, cocking her little head, amazed at the still-beating heart.
When the black mist finally cleared, it revealed a clean heart, devoid of any white fluff, its beating visibly becoming stronger.
