Chapter 1451: Kind Young Man!

"……water!"

The extremely weak Chu Rui held it for a long time before he accumulated all his strength and spit out a word that was extremely weak.

"oh oh!"

The eyes were very clear. The young man wearing a lot of patched linen clothes heard Chu Rui's voice. He shook his head in embarrassment and left quickly, pouring a glass of water and bringing it over.

After drinking three glasses of water, Chu Rui always felt like he had regained a little vitality. But his injuries were too serious. After drinking the water, his head tilted and he fainted again.

When I woke up again, I didn’t know what time it was. The situation after waking up this time was obviously much better than the last time. Although he was still in severe pain all over his body and his mind was in a mess, at least he remembered who he was and why he was here.

Am I not dead?

Even though the injury was so severe that he couldn't even move his fingers, the condition of his whole body couldn't be worse. However, the pain and weakness coming from his body made him very happy. He wanted to laugh, it was a heartfelt laugh that couldn't be stopped at all. However, he was too weak to do even such a simple action and could only twitch the corner of his mouth. Moreover, just such a movement actually caused him to break out in sweat from the pain. However, he just couldn't help it. Although I don't know why he escaped from the clutches of the demon and saved a small life, it is obviously not the time to think about this now. Living is the best.

As the saying goes, a move affects the whole body! Although it was just a seemingly innocuous smile, it brought the whole body into it. The situation at the moment was already bad enough. Although I didn't know how long I had rested, I was still so weak. Laughing like this now is affecting the whole body, making the body that needs a thorough rest seem to be falling apart because of this action. But Chu Rui can't stop now. He wanted to laugh and couldn't stop it. Even if the pain is excruciating, he still wants to laugh and feel the reality of the pain at this moment. Because of the pain, he knew that he was really alive.

The outcome of such willful behavior was that Chu Rui fainted again after a few seconds!

When I opened my eyes again, I felt that my body was much better. I could at least move a little bit, and the pain was no longer as severe as before. He turned his head slightly and looked outside. It was already dawn.

Moving his body, Chu Rui wanted to get up. But I found that I couldn't do it now. Just move your body and that's your limit.

Huhu...

After taking two deep breaths, Chu Rui finally gave up.

The room was very messy, the ceiling was dilapidated, and there were even a few holes. The bed under him was also very cold, and the quilt covering him was extremely patched, and there was an indescribable smell. Not only that, it's heavy and not very warm. What's more, even a shady businessman wouldn't come up with such a thing to fool people, would he?

Taking a deep breath and feeling the humidity in the room, Chu Rui couldn't help but frown. Although he is now seriously injured and needs to rest and recuperate. However, under the conditions of this kind of house, it is really not possible. Even if it is cured, the root cause of the disease may have to be eliminated. You know, he is no longer the one with a body that is stronger than a golden body. To put it nicely, he has no strength to restrain a chicken, and his body is extremely weak. To put it harshly, he is just a sick man and a tuberculosis ghost!

"Um?"

Suddenly, a burst of fragrance came, causing Chu Rui's stomach to react and thunder.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Come on, have some porridge!"

The same simple farm boy from before came in with a bowl of porridge. Looking at Chu Rui who had opened his eyes on the bed, he showed a simple and innocent smile.

Chu Rui said nothing and allowed the young man to feed him the gruel one spoon at a time.

"You have a good rest, I'll come back tonight!"

The young man covered him with a quilt and went out carrying the empty bowl.

"Thanks!"

Although weak and innocent, he is very sincere. The young man's hearing is obviously different from ordinary people. Chu Rui already knew when he woke up and asked for water. After hearing his words, the young man smiled, showing his white teeth. Although he looked simple and honest, he was very sunny.

The young man walked out of the door and Chu Rui closed his eyes. Even though he didn't move, the porridge was so thin that it was just a few extra rice grains in the rice soup. It flowed directly into the mouth and into the intestines without chewing or even swallowing. However, even so, this project also consumed a lot of effort on his part. That's right, he was tired just being served a bowl of porridge like this.

Any kindness must be repaid, and any hatred must be avenged!

If people respect me one foot, I will give them back one foot!

Chu Rui has always pursued this principle of birth. This young man saved his life. Although he didn't know the cause and effect, this was certain. This house, as well as the patches on the boy's body, can reveal his own condition. When he was drinking the bowl of porridge that was too thin to look like just now, although the young man tried his best to endure it, his eyes were so sharp that he could see at a glance that his throat was squirming, and he was obviously swallowing saliva. Also, there was that kind of desire in his eyes. He had seen a lot of hungry people's desire for food. When he was a killer, many people and children in war-torn and poor countries had this kind of gaze, and he was all too familiar with it.

For Chu Rui, he has eaten countless delicacies from mountains and seas. He has eaten almost all the famous delicacies in the world. Those that are not famous in the world are just hidden in a corner, perhaps in an inconspicuous town. Maybe it was a village, or a farmer's homemade delicacies, and he had eaten a lot of them.

However, none of them were as delicious as the bowl of food that was more like rice soup than porridge. What he eats is not the taste, but beauty and kindness!

This cold bed, this quilt that was not warm and exuded a peculiar smell, was probably the resting place of that boy! That bowl of porridge that was too thin to look like was probably the boy's ration. If you gave it to him, he would starve himself!

A stranger, he can achieve such a situation! Such a favor is very heavy. Quantitatively, this is insignificant. How much is such a bad bed, quilt, and food worth? Maybe even the place where the beggar lives is warmer than this, and the food he comes to is more delicious and abundant than this. But qualitatively, it is the most precious, because it is everything that boy has.