Five Frozen Centuries Chapter 311: The story is not over yet

As soon as Wei Huo came into this world, he saved a person. This person must be saved, because this person is the creator of the story, the god, and the creator.

But Wei Huo didn't expect that this **** is so fragile in this world. If it weren't for Wei Huo's rescue, he would definitely be dead.

After dragging the female driver out of here, Wei Huo took control of this body and lay on the ground, and he cancelled the control.

During the period of control, this man’s head twisted and twisted, as if he was about to twist his neck, and the reason Wei Huo didn’t control his brain and only controlled his spine was because he didn’t want to. What damage did it cause to his brain? After all, his brain is too important.

Wei Huo doesn’t know the current situation well, so he can only wait until this person wakes up, and then ask him some questions. At the same time, while waiting, Wei Huo is also observing the surrounding situation. .

The villagers who discovered the car accident rushed over. When they saw the two people who were not awake, they did not move them immediately, but chose to call the police.

Someone came up to check the situation and found that both of them were still angry, which made them breathe a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Go and see if there is anyone in the car in the field!"

Someone got off the field, and then shook his head at the person above: "No one is there."

Everyone looked at the situation in front of them and talked again. Although the farmers who lived nearby were not ignorant people, they could also see that the two people were lying in a strange position. What happened to these two people? Coming out of the car, why did the door of the car be removed, and why both of them were lying on the ground instead of in the car.

Could it be that the two of them didn't immediately fall into a coma and still crawled out?

"Get out, get out! The old gentleman is here!"

An old man with white hair and a white beard walked over with a cane. His face was wrinkled and he looked 70 or 80 years old, but his spirit was good. The clothes on his body were old, but Clean and tidy.

He walked in front of the two of them, then squatted down, he signaled their pulse first, and then shook his head.

A villager asked in surprise: "Is it out of help?"

The old man raised his head, and then said doubtfully: "The pulse is very stable, but the man's is a bit different."

Someone asked: "How is it different?"

The old man said: "It's too stable, it's a bit unlike the pulse of the injured person. Please check their wounds, especially the male one."

Someone came up to start the inspection, but after the inspection, the person was surprised and said: "There is no wound, what's the matter?"

All the villagers were taken aback. But the man's chest was stained red with blood, and his head was covered with blood. They didn't dare to move this man because they were afraid of tearing the wound. In the end, you said this man was not injured?

"Is that blood?"

The person who inspected said: "Of course it is blood. I have killed pigs for a lifetime, and still can't smell the blood? And the blood is still hot!"

The old man stood up and said: "Don't move them, hand them to the police, and hand them to the doctor. If the police asks, you don't know, and no one has touched them."

The old man has a keen sense of smell. He doesn't want to cause trouble. When he left, he exhorted: "I have seen so many weird things in my life. The reason I can live to this day is because I never gossip, nor Nosy, just go, just leave two people to stare at."

This old man’s identity in the village is a bit unusual. When he spoke, most of the people in the village left, leaving only the two strongest and most courageous people, but the two of them were also full of doubts. Looks puzzled.

It didn't take long for the police and ambulances to arrive. Two people were taken to the hospital. The police found two wallets and found their ID cards.

Zhang Zhiwen, male, 21 years old.

Xu Jiameng, female, 24 years old.

After a while, the traffic police also came. They began to take samples and investigate the scene. This was a traffic accident, so they needed to take pictures and conduct on-site investigation and analysis.

At this moment, Wei Huo had already followed Zhang Zhiwen to the hospital. On the way, Wei Huo was very concerned about the old gentleman's words.

What does the so-called weird thing mean?

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwen unexpectedly woke up. The hematopoietic stem cells in his body began to work at full capacity. The fat in his body was continuously converted into energy, which then supplied the hematopoietic stem cells, red blood cells, platelets, white blood cells and other blood components. Constantly being manufactured.

This is the result of Wei Huo's mental control.

His condition was getting better, so he woke up.

Zhang Zhiwen, who just woke up, didn’t understand what was going on. His brain was temporarily in a state of chaos. Then, he heard a voice: "Doctor, he is awake!"

"Hold him down, don't let him move, his bones may be broken."

"Huh?"

Zhang Zhiwen was puzzled, what are you talking about, why I don't understand, what's wrong with me? I... I was hit!

He reacted suddenly, and his calf twitched involuntarily.

Woke up, awake, completely awake!

The terrible moment appeared in his mind like a replay of a movie, in his imagination.

Wei Huo speculated that this terrible memory might lead to the birth of a world full of car accidents in Zhang Zhiwen's imagination.

"Head...headache!" Zhang Zhiwen's voice was very hoarse and dry. He could hardly speak, as if there was fire in his throat.

"Fix him, he may have a concussion!"

"Water...is there any water?" Zhang Zhiwen wanted to drink water very much, because his body consumed a lot of water in order to produce blood quickly.

"Give him a tranquilizer, and then a bag of saline... It's weird, why doesn't he have a wound on his body?"

The blood-stained clothes on Zhang Zhiwen's chest have been torn apart, but although his chest was covered with blood, there were no wounds, let alone wounds, not even scars.

Doctors have been practicing medicine for so many years~IndoMTL.com~have never seen such a situation. After thinking for a while, he said: "Heartbeat and blood pressure are stable. Don't move him for the time being. Wait until the hospital."

Zhang Zhiwen, who was given a tranquilizer, fell asleep, but in his mind, Wei Huo was talking to him.

"What is your occupation?" Wei Huo asked.

Zhang Zhiwen: "..."

"Is your story over?" Wei Huo asked.

Zhang Zhiwen: "..."

No matter what Wei Huo asked, Zhang Zhiwen always remained silent. It was not until a long time later that Zhang Zhiwen asked: "Who are you?"

However, Wei Huo also began to remain silent. He didn’t answer. He didn’t know how to explain. I am a god-level powerhouse who ran out of your head. It might scare this person into his own personality. Split.

After a long silence, Wei Huo said: "Zhang Zhiwen, remember, your story is not over yet."