The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 273: Sheng Yang Yin Yang Lao

"My throat is so dry"...

Zhang Qi's consciousness was pulled back to his body, and his throat was so dry that it seemed like it was about to burst.

Zhang Qi tentatively felt his right shoulder, which was firmly fixed by a metal fixture to prevent him from making any movements that might open the wound.

Opening your eyes gently, you will see the familiar white curtain again.

Yes, the bed closest to the window in the Hogwarts infirmary was bought later. It was very comfortable to lie on compared to those wooden beds that were probably older than Dumbledore.

"Well"……

There was an unclear whimper from the other side of the bed, and Zhang Qi turned his neck with some effort.

A little white head was lying on the edge of his bed, his face buried in the quilt, sleeping soundly.

"……never mind".

In the end, Zhang Qi couldn't bear to wake up the sleeping Astoria, and then with some effort, he stretched his immobilized right hand to the water glass on the bedside.

The movement of the fingers is quite smooth. Although it is not very flexible due to the fixed shoulder, it can still grasp the cup accurately.

Gently taking the water glass to his side, Zhang Qi discovered another big problem at this time.

His right arm has been immobilized and he cannot bring the water to his mouth.

And his left hand, which could have taken the water glass, was being held in his arms by Bai Mao, who was sitting on the chair next to the bed and lying face down on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Zhang Qi tentatively moved his left hand, wanting to take it out for drinking water.

As a result, the sleeping Astoria frowned, then moved her shoulders, and her arms hugged her tighter.

Zhang Qi was neither advancing nor retreating in this wave. He could only silently hold the water glass and look at the ceiling with a look of despair.

"Ah, Nia, I'm here to bring you dinner...you wake up."

Hekmedia walked in carrying a basket with sandwiches, and looked very happy when she saw Zhang Qi who had opened his eyes.

"Please give me some water, I've been holding this cup for a long time"...

Zhang Qi said with a grimace.

"Ah? Why don't you use your left hand...oh"~

Hekmadia glanced at the sleeping girl and smiled knowingly.

"Her arms were hugged so tightly that her hands were numb."

Hekmadia brought the cup to Zhang Qi's mouth and fed him bit by bit.

"Nia? Wake up, he is already awake."

Hekmadia patted Astoria on the back.

"Um"?

Astoria raised her head, her face full of sleepiness and confusion after being woken up.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Qi quickly pulled his hand back with a very fast but unattractive movement.

"How does it feel"?

Hekmadia asked with a half-smile.

"no stock".

Zhang Qi muttered softly.

"Ah, you finally woke up"!

Astoria shook her head, and then said happily.

"When did you wake up? I remember you were still in a coma before I had the accident."

With the help of the two people, Zhang Qi sat up with some difficulty.

"She woke up before you came back and I convinced Madam Pomfrey to discharge the sisters."

Hekmadia handed Zhang Qi a fresh sandwich. Zhang Qi took it with his left hand and ate it slowly.

"Why did I pass out, and why did you immobilize my shoulders"?

Zhang Qi rubbed his head with the back of his hand. He fell from the air and fell headfirst to the ground, causing him to forget something.

"You were shot before you were teleported back by the time and space anchor. The bullet that hit you was a 6.5mm caliber old Sun Empire standard rifle bullet. Although your windbreaker is designed to withstand pistols, it cannot stop rifles."

Hekmadia gently put the back of her hand to his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his body temperature was basically normal, because this proved that the wound was not infected.

"The bullet injured your lung, and you were almost sent away because of pneumothorax. Fortunately, I rescued you. After all, I will need someone to take care of me in the future."...

"Aunt Chirol was very powerful at that time. She took out the bullet head from your body in a short time."

Astoria said with great admiration.

"Don't call me aunty".

Hekmadia gently tapped the girl's head with her knuckles.

"……elder sister"?

Astoria thought for a moment, then tilted her head and asked.

"Praising a woman for being young is indeed very effective, but I think I would be happier if you just called me mom."

Hekmedia rubbed the girl's soft white hair, then blinked at Zhang Qi, showing a meaningful expression.

Zhang Qi simply chose to ignore it, turned his head to the side and rolled his eyes.

"How long have I been unconscious"?

Zhang Qi balled up the finished sandwich paper bag into a ball again, and then threw it into the basket next to him.

"I passed out during the dinner yesterday. It's already 4 p.m., less than 24 hours ago."

Hekmadia did a mental calculation and finally nodded.

"I should be able to go to the cafeteria to eat now, right?"

Zhang Qi moved his body a little unflexibly and put his feet off the edge of the bed.

"There is no problem, but you must wear the immobilizer - don't tell me that your physique is much stronger than ordinary people. This time you have been injured from muscles to bones, and you will have to rest for at least two days."

"Okay, okay, take it off in two days."

Zhang Qi said helplessly.

"What are your recent plans?"

Heikomedia asked casually after helping Zhang Qi put on his coat with some effort.

"Actually, there is, but I don't have the money to do it recently."

Zhang Qi wanted to shrug his shoulders out of habit, but when he moved his muscles, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

"The Tekko who wanted to kill you at that time was not an ordinary person, but an Onmyoji. This is why your wounds healed slowly."

Seeing this, Hekmadia quickly supported his body, then took out the bullet from his pocket and placed it in Zhang Qi's left hand.

Zhang Qi looked at the warhead carefully through the light.

The brass bullet head was engraved with runes as big as grains of rice, and those runes seemed to have been soaked in blood, showing an extremely disgusting dark red color.

"The bullets are engraved with blood-sucking and poisoning spells, but the person who fired the shot doesn't know your constitution very well. Those poisons that can cause slow death are nothing to you."

"History cannot be changed, but you still perfected the details."

Hekmadia patted Zhang Qi's shoulder encouragingly.