Chapter 031 My Name is Ymir
Ryan really didn't expect that the woman would wake up so quickly.
According to the description in medical books, if she was so seriously injured, even a superhuman would be in a coma for two or three days, or even longer...
But now, after just one night’s sleep, you’re already awake?
In addition, his nerve reaction speed was so fast that his wrist was clamped by her at lightning speed before he could even notice anything. She was undoubtedly a high-level extraordinary person.
…
"As you can see, I'm a surgeon."
This accident really caught people off guard, but in that split second, Ryan's reaction was also extremely fast.
He first revealed his identity: "I saved you last night. You still have a fever now, and I am injecting you with antipyretic medicine..."
The speech succinctly emphasized three points:
1: I am your savior;
Two: What I injected was not poison;
Three: I am a doctor. So you know... In the eyes of doctors, there is no gender distinction.
If the system is correct, this woman is "green rated." After hearing this, she probably won't do anything to repay kindness with enmity.
"doctor?"
Hearing this, the sharp look in the eyes of the blonde woman softened.
She frowned slightly, as if recalling what happened last night.
"I'm alive……?"
Perhaps she remembered something, the blonde woman murmured something, and her eyes gradually brightened up again.
Obviously, if he hadn't been lucky enough to meet a doctor, he would have died.
Of course, if the cool breeze in the early morning hadn't made her realize that she was still naked, the atmosphere might not have been so awkward.
Ryan, however, did not look away. He pointed at the bloodstained shredded clothes not far away and said without hesitation: "Your clothes were cut into pieces during the operation last night... I'm sorry, you were unconscious at the time, and I was unable to obtain your consent in order to save you."
He didn't explain unnecessary things, nor did he avoid any secrets, which made his half-baked doctor look more professional.
Then he took out a piece of clothing and handed it to me, saying very gentlemanly: "This is my clothing. If you don't mind, you can put it on first."
"Thanks."
This thank you was so calm that no emotion could be heard.
The woman acted very calmly, and her behavior did not show any panic at all. She took the clothes naturally and put them on to cover her exposed body.
This nonchalant attitude instantly made the awkwardness of eye contact disappear.
…
When he heard this thank you, Ryan also breathed a sigh of relief.
At least, it's a good start as he didn't wake up and started shouting and killing.
"You can call me Doctor Ryan ..."
Since the person was awake, Ryan was not in a hurry to leave.
Since no one knew his real name, he introduced himself and said, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you can tell me. Of course, my current level is limited, and I can't solve the negative supernatural power in your body for the time being..."
"Um."
The blonde nodded, her tone as cold as her expression.
Out of politeness, she added a few more words in a calm voice: "My name is Ymir."
Ymir said her name, her voice was very soft, but it made people hear a kind of coldness that kept strangers away.
After saying that, she wanted to stand up from the sleeping bag, but this movement seemed to pull the wound, causing her brows to furrow in pain.
Although the other party seemed a little cold, at least there was not much malice in him.
Seeing that she wanted to stand up, Ryan persuaded her: "Ms. Ymir, your left arm is comminuted and the wound on your chest has just been sutured. I suggest you don't..."
Miss?
Hearing this address, Ymir glanced at Ryan.
No one has ever called themselves that.
However, she did not listen to the advice, and she suppressed the pain on her face, replacing it with a frosty and numb expression.
“…”
Seeing that she was determined to do so, Ryan was afraid that she would fall and tear the sutured wound, so he instinctively reached out and gently supported her.
Ymir didn't refuse.
…
It was obvious that the person in front of him was a high-level transcendent.
If there is no shouting for war and killing, then saving someone is a favor. In this cold and indifferent world, there should be an equal exchange and a reward.
Ryan felt that he should say something, but he didn't know how to start so as not to make his purpose seem too blunt.
But before he could speak, the woman named Ymir took the initiative to ask, "Um... Doctor Ryan, have you seen a steam locomotive, or anyone else appearing nearby?"
"Steam locomotive?"
When Ryan heard this, he wondered if he was talking about the one he had stored in the folding space?
Obviously, there is probably no other motorcycle in this wilderness. The special motorcycle of the Omar Mechanical Knight has never been seen anywhere else, and it is likely to be exclusive to the Omar military.
Ryan was instinctively alert and guessed that this woman might be related to the Omar military.
He was unsure of the woman's intention, so he shook his head and said calmly, "No. I'm the only one here..."
"You came here alone?"
Hearing this, Ymir was stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Her attention was suddenly not on the motorcycle, but she was more surprised by Ryan's identity as a lone traveler.
That look was questioning, incredible, and even a little weird.
But the fact is that the wheel marks are fresh, while the steam locomotive has indeed disappeared without a trace.
If it was swallowed by a large monster in one gulp, there should at least be traces left nearby.
But it just disappeared without a trace ...
"yes."
Ryan responded with a normal look.
Is it strange to come to the wilderness alone? Why is she so surprised?
He felt that this woman might have noticed something.
If he sensed something was wrong, he would withdraw immediately. This was the survival rule he had learned in the Phantom Thieves during this year.
Playing tricks on a smart person, especially someone who is much stronger than you... is a very stupid behavior.
He suddenly became less curious about the identity of Ymir, whether she was from the Omar military or someone else... He was just a small thief and couldn't afford to offend her.
I originally wanted to use this life-saving grace to trick people into giving me some benefits.
Now it’s okay. If we say any more, something unexpected might happen.
…
Anyway, the person has been saved even if he didn't want to, and his conscience, which hasn't been beaten enough by society, will be awakened.
As if nothing had happened, Ryan planned to withdraw decisively.
After a pause, he said directly: "Ms. Ymir, I have done everything I can. If there is nothing else, let's say goodbye..."
"You're leaving here on foot?"
Hearing this, Ymir's eyes became more and more strange, and she added: "Alone?"
"yes."
Ryan spread his hands and stopped pretending to be ignorant. He said frankly: "I think Miss Ymir, even if you are injured, your strength is probably beyond the help of a weak doctor like me."
When dealing with such a smart woman, it is better not to be too smart.
He guessed that she was quite powerful, and if she pretended to be a flower protector, people would definitely suspect that she had ulterior motives.
“…”
After hearing this, Ymir didn't say anything more, but fell silent, as if she was struggling with something.
Ryan saw that she didn't say anything for a long time, probably because she agreed.
call……
Forget it. Since I can’t hug the golden thigh, I’ll just consider it as wasting a potion and saving a stray cat.
He left decisively, packed up his things and put them in his travel bag.
Turning back, he took one last look at the woman and said, "These sleeping bags and food are for you. I brought extra. See you again in the future if we're lucky..."
If she were a weak woman, and woke up in the wilderness and saw herself naked in front of a strange man, she would be panicked no matter what.
But the woman named Ymir in front of him didn’t have that, which meant... she was very confident.
She is confident that even in her current weak state, she can eliminate all factors that are unfavorable to her!
Ryan is very self-aware and he is not qualified to have anything to do with people of this level.
Instead of worrying about whether she can survive, you should worry about yourself.
…
Ryan left decisively, without any pretense.
Ymir naturally noticed this, and there was a hint of hesitation in her crystal eyes.
But in the end, she still spoke.
Ryan walked more than ten steps like this, and suddenly, a delicate shout came from behind him, "You...wait!"
