Ghost Valley descendants in the city

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Beijing. A private club.

It's still in the private room with several display screens.

"Young Master Nangong, have you made a lot of money this time?" Looking at the blood stains on the ring on the screen, a middle-aged man with a big belly asked with emotion.

"Although I bet on the wrong treasure and lost 500 million, I think it was worth it!" Another person also said.

"Money is a trivial matter. This young man is quite good. If he survives, I, Nangong Yin, will definitely make friends with him!" Nangong Yin drank up the red wine in the cup in his hand and said expectantly.

"Why would Young Master Nangong be interested in him? He's just an ordinary college student!" someone asked strangely.

"That's right. Young Master Nangong, as the heir of the Nangong family, there is no need to make friends with such people!"

In the eyes of business giants like them, Zhong Yiming is just a tool for entertainment, not worthy of their serious attention at all.

"You won't understand..." Nangong Yin's deep eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he said intriguingly.

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On the east side of Longwang Mountain, a national geological park, there is a stretch of snow-white European-style buildings.

This building is hidden among the huge maple trees. Occasionally, the breeze blows through, and under the swaying of the maple leaves, one can occasionally glimpse half of the wall.

The sun was blazing in the sky, the breeze was blowing, and the shadows of the trees were dancing.

A black BMW off-road vehicle and a six-wheel Hummer followed closely behind a Hongqi RV. After passing through a path covered with thick maple leaves, the three vehicles drove into this white building.

Two armed soldiers stood at the gate. After checking the documents handed over by the driver of the red flag car, the gate slowly opened. Then three cars drove in.

Longwangshan Private Sanatorium. There is such an inconspicuous sign hanging on one side of the door.

Luxurious without being ostentatious, low-key without being pretentious.

Zhong Yiming was carried into a small building with a white spire by several doctors, while Chen Ruxue and others were blocked outside. Two soldiers holding automatic rifles stood at the door of the small building. Without permission,

Under the circumstances, no one can take a step forward.

Everyone was waiting quietly outside. No one spoke, and no one had the intention to watch this military-managed sanatorium. They all looked anxious and glanced into the small building from time to time.

Ten minutes, half an hour, and an hour later, there was still no movement in the small building. It wasn't until the sun set that the glass door of the small building retracted to both sides, and the doctors in white coats walked out.

"How is the doctor?" Yang Hu quickly ran over and asked.

Several doctors stopped and shook their heads, but no one spoke.

Seeing the doctor's appearance, everyone's hearts suddenly fell to the bottom. Everyone showed a look of disbelief.

Suddenly, all the strength in Chen Ruxue's body seemed to have been drained away, and she collapsed on the ground helplessly. Yi Xin hurriedly walked over to comfort her.

"What's going on? Isn't it just poisoning? Isn't it still unsolvable?" Zhang Siqiang's expression became ferocious, he rushed forward and screamed at the doctor.

Zhang Siqiang was completely overwhelmed by sadness. As soon as he finished speaking, a cold and hard gun barrel was pointed at his head.

"This is a nursing home, please keep quiet and don't make any noise!" A soldier who was standing at the door of the small building came over, pointed an automatic rifle at Zhang Siqiang's head, and warned him expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry! My friend was overwhelmed by the pain!" Yang Hu quickly pulled Zhang Siqiang over and explained to the soldier.

The soldier holding the automatic rifle turned and left, while Zhang Siqiang felt chills all over his body and his mind suddenly sobered up.

"Doctor, what's going on?" Yang Hu asked.

"We have never seen the poison he was poisoned by. We extracted the toxin from his body for testing, and the result is that this toxin does not exist in our known poison arsenal." A doctor pushed.

Glasses, frowning and explained.

"That is to say, the kind of poison he was poisoned has never appeared in the world. This is the first time!" The middle-aged doctor wearing black glasses added.

"Is there no way to detoxify it?" Yang Hu asked reluctantly.

The middle-aged doctor shook his head and said: "But his life is not in danger for the time being. His internal organs are protected by a strange thing, and the toxins cannot penetrate in a short time!"

"Then what state is he in now?" Yang Hu continued to ask.

The middle-aged doctor sighed: "It's equivalent to a vegetative state!"

Yesterday, Zhong Yiming stood on the podium with passion to teach the students, and lingered with Chen Ruxue for a while in the evening. This morning, in front of tens of thousands of spectators, he fought Beigong Liuyun, cut off his limbs, and finally killed him completely. And now.

At that time, Zhong Yiming became a vegetable.

The ups and downs of life happen so fast that they often catch countless people off guard.

Chen Ruxue sat slumped on the ground, her face pale, her eyes empty, and her whole person lifeless.

"Brother Yiming...wuwu..." Fang Yaxin squatted on the ground, crying hysterically.

Everyone stopped talking and lowered their heads not knowing what they were thinking.

A breeze blew by, and the withered yellow maple leaves slowly fell down. There was a strong sense of sadness in the air.

"Then can we go in and have a look?" After coming back to his senses, Yang Hu asked in a hoarse voice.

"Wait a minute, when you can go in, someone will yell from inside!" The middle-aged doctor shook his head and walked out of the small building.

"I said you don't need to be sad, nothing will happen to Yiming!"

Zhang Siqiang said: "It was fine even if Yiming fell from the top of Yunmeng Mountain, and he will definitely be fine this time too!"

"Yes, so many storms and waves have passed, nothing will happen this time!" Li Jun also agreed.

No one answered their words, and a deep sense of sadness gathered and lingered. The two sparrows that kept singing and jumping on the branches of the maple tree seemed to have sensed something, and stopped their light footsteps and stopped talking.

Calling, standing quietly on the branch looking around.

The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The sunset, which is gradually becoming colder, hangs dangling on the horizon, as if it doesn't want to leave and is struggling desperately.

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In the small building with a white spire.

In an antique ward, a beautiful young woman wearing a purple cheongsam sat beside the bed, her hands tightly holding Zhong Yiming's left hand lying on the bed.

"Poor child, I'm sorry for you!" the beautiful young woman sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't want you to live in an environment like mine where you can't help yourself, and I don't want you to follow his old path again. I just want you to live a plain, simple life, and I hope you can have what you want.

Live your life and make your own way by doing your own thing!"

The beautiful young woman burst into tears and said sadly: "I didn't expect that in the end it would be such a result."

"I'm not willing to give in! Why does God do this to me?"

The beautiful young woman has completely lost the grace and splendor of the past, and her cold and arrogant temperament like a queen has also disappeared without a trace. She is now like a sad ordinary mother.

I don't know how long it took, but the sobbing in the ward disappeared, and the beautiful young woman's expression turned cold. This coldness didn't just exist on the surface, but went deep into the bone marrow, bursting out from the depths of her heart.

And out.

"Yin Xiao!" The beautiful young woman's voice was cold and lifeless, as if she came from hell.

The door to the ward was gently pushed open, and Yin Xiao, dressed in professional attire, walked in, bent down and said, "Madam!"

"What do those people in the island country say?" the beautiful young woman asked.

"They said they didn't put poison on the dagger." Yin Xiao replied. "I don't think they did such a thing that was insulting to the country!"

"It's the Wu family!" the beautiful young woman said coldly.

Yin Xiao nodded and agreed.

"Wu Xiaotian, that old fox! He really thinks that I can't do anything to him without evidence!" The young woman said with a sneer.

"Yin Xiao..."

Yin Xiao understood and stretched her head over. The beautiful young woman whispered a few words in her ear.

"Go and do it quickly!" The beautiful young woman waved her hand and said, "Call his friends in!"

"Yes!" Yin Xiao turned around and walked out.

The beautiful young woman stood up, looked out the window that was gradually shrouded in darkness, and said coldly: "Dragon has reverse scales, and you will die if you touch it! So what if it's a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years?"

After walking out of the ward, the beautiful young woman walked towards the other exit of the small building. Under the light, her back looked very thin and lonely, which made people feel sad.

"You can go in!" Yin Xiao came outside and said to Yang Hu. "Someone will bring food to you later. There are guest rooms on the second floor. You can stay wherever you like!"

Chen Ruxue quickly got up from the ground and ran towards the small building first. Fang Yaxin and others quickly followed.

There was only one ward in the small building with lights on. Chen Ruxue slowed down, gently opened the door and walked in.

The ward is large and has a complete set of facilities, such as sofas, LCD TVs, refrigerators, bookshelves filled with various books, etc.

Zhong Yiming's face turned blue, his eyes were closed tightly, breathing evenly, and he lay motionless on the hospital bed.

"Yi Ming..." Chen Ruxue squatted beside the bed, tightly grasped Zhong Yiming's left hand, and called softly.

"Brother Yiming..."

Fang Yaxin's tears seemed to be endless. She blinked her big eyes twice, and the crystal tears kept dripping down.

"Yi Ming!"

"..."

No matter how everyone called, Zhong Yiming still looked like he was sleeping soundly and showed no reaction at all.

"Let's go eat first, and we'll come back later for Ruxue and Xiaoya!" Yang Hu took everyone out of the ward, leaving the two girls Chen Ruxue and Fang Yaxin in the ward.

Chen Ruxue held Zhong Yiming's hand and said something softly. Fang Yaxin also added a word or two from time to time...

"Am I not dead? How come I am here?" This is a vast white world, and above the earth is a huge Tai Chi diagram. At this time, Zhong Yiming stood on the Tai Chi pattern's eyes and murmured.

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ps: This chapter is an excessive chapter, written a little sadly, but it is also to pave the way for what is to come. You can discuss in the book review area what methods the beautiful young woman will take to deal with the Wu family, and the final fate of the Wu family! The answer will be

It will be announced within 20,000 words. I hope everyone can speak enthusiastically in the book review area.