Host Refuses Treatment

Gu Qinglan, who hurried to the hospital, saw Liushen Wuzhu's little secretary outside the operating room, and... Gao Ruoxin sitting on a chair with blood stains.

"What the **** happened?" Gu Qinglan's tone was calm, so calm that the system automatically silenced and retracted into the system space.

"That... Madam, today Miss Gao... was attacked by gangsters, Mr. Jiang was stabbed in order to save Miss Gao..." The little secretary said tremblingly.

"It's all... it's my fault, if it wasn't for me..." Gao Ruoxin was really frightened, most of the tears were real.

"..."

Outside, pedestrians walking on the road suddenly noticed that goose-feather-like snowflakes were falling from the sky.

"It's snowing?!" someone exclaimed.

"It's snowing early this year. The weather forecast didn't say there will be snow today?"

"Mom! Mom! It's snowing, can I make a snowman tomorrow?"

"..."

Ordinary pedestrians are confused or excited about the sudden floating snow, but no one knows what murderous intent is hidden behind this seemingly beautiful and delicate.

The little secretary and Gao Ruoxin suddenly felt that they were almost out of breath, as if something invisible was pressing against them.

"Host! Host!!!" The system almost exploded, "Quickly calm down, ordinary people can't stand your spiritual power...ahahah!!!"

In the background of the system, the host's body monitoring program alarmed abruptly, numerically showing that the host's spiritual power was in a state of chaos and violence, reaching a high-risk state. At this time, the system had a preliminary understanding of Gu Qinglan's power.

It is the power of many ghosts to be angry to cause weather signs!

Gradually, the little secretary felt that terrible pressure disappeared, and then she saw their wives' faces terrifying.

"Xiaohe, take Miss Gao to see the doctor. She also had abrasions on her knee. Then, I sent her back."

"good…"

"No! I have to wait for Yueli to come out..."

"Xiaohe!" Gu Qinglan probably spoke to the little secretary in such a harsh tone for the first time, and the little secretary shuddered with fright.

Madam gets angry, even more terrifying than President Jiang! It's over. Mr. Jiang is over. Madam must calm down! Don't send Mr. Jiang, who just left the emergency room, directly to the morgue!

"Miss Gao, please go back." Xiaohe thought about Gao Ruoxin's combat power and then thought about the combat power that his wife might hide. She didn't hesitate to set up Gao Ruoxin and dragged away the chicken-level person with weak combat power.

Gu Qinglan walked silently to the place where Gao Ruoxin was just now, and sat down slowly.

There was no one around, and at the door of this quiet and cold emergency room, Gu Qinglan's slender figure looked deeply lonely and pathetic.

I don't know how long it took before the lights in the operating room finally went out.

"Who is the patient's family?" The doctor walked out.

"I am, how is the patient's condition?"

"Fortunately, the place where the patient was stabbed has avoided the critical point, that is, he has lost too much blood. Just cultivate well."

"Thank you doctor, thank you doctor." Gu Qinglan thanked him again and again before sending the doctor away.

Jiang Yueli was transferred to the VIP ward. After the effect of the anesthetic was lost, she slowly woke up.

At the first time she woke up, she saw her longing wife lying next to her bed, but she saw a faint cyan under her eyes, and she should have not rested for a long time.

"Huilan..." Jiang Yueli endured the pain of the wound, moved her hand slightly, and took Gu Qinglan's cold little hand.

"Um..." Gu Qinglan, who was asleep, frowned, her forehead wore a fine cold sweat, as if she had a nightmare.

Indeed, she had a nightmare, not so much a nightmare, as she dreamed of a past event.

In my dream...

"Senior Sister, I disagree. It's too dangerous. The Demon Lord is a sinister and cunning person. You should go there alone for fear of being ambushed."

"It's okay. When I'm not in the sect, you will be in charge of all matters, small and small, please."

"Yes... Senior Sister."

In the dream, Gu Qinglan could only watch the senior sister go farther and farther, and go to a Hongmen banquet alone.

She chased her back and ran desperately, but no matter how she chased, the figure of the senior sister gradually disappeared in the mist.

Then she walked and walked alone, and walked to a messy place where she had just experienced the battle. Not far away, there was a person lying down.

Gu Qinglan staggered over. She knew who that person was, or in her dreams for hundreds of years, this picture had been carved in her mind.

"Teacher, Senior Sister..." Gu Qinglan knelt on the ground, gently touching the pale and cold face with his hand.

…

"Huilan...wife? Wake up." Jiang Yueli called Gu Qinglan hard, trying to wake her from the nightmare.

Her efforts worked. Gu Qinglan's teardrop-on eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

"..." This nightmare hasn't been done for a long time, and there hasn't been a single time that I can see the person who is thinking after the nightmare.

"Don't cry...have a nightmare?" After Jiang Yueli saw Gu Qinglan's tears, the pain in her heart was worse than the wound. She endured the pain and raised her hand and gently wiped away her tears.

Gu Qinglan bit her lower lip slightly, controlling the urge to hug her and said, "When your injury gets better, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Yueli snorted in her heart and said, "Okay...but Huilan, what happened today..."

"I know, I know..." Gu Qinglan stopped Jiang Yueli from wanting to continue. Her eyes were haze that was hard to detect.

Thanks to Jiang Yueli’s injury and hospitalization. They spent the new year in the hospital this year. Jiang Yueli was unwilling to feel wronged by Gu Qinglan. So although she was in the hospital, she greeted the dean, and she also greeted the dean at home. Not a lot.

After the New Year, Jiang Yueli's health has improved a lot, and he can even get out of bed and walk around slowly.

At this time, seeing that she was recovering well, Gu Qinglan brought a file bag, sat next to Jiang Yueli, and gave her the file bag.

"What is this?" Jiang Yueli curiously took it, opened the file and took out the contents.

After just one glance, her face instantly turned pale, because a few large characters were written on the first piece of paper—Divorce Agreement...

"Huilan?" Jiang Yueli looked up at Gu Qinglan in a flustered manner, wondering why she wanted to raise a divorce.

"Jiang Yueli, you never considered me, never..." Gu Qinglan's eyes had a faint bleak color. In the first few hundred years, she loved her crazy, and in the middle few hundred years, how much she loved She hated her so much. In the following hundreds of years, she had only the instinct to chase...

At first, after guessing a little bit of the truth and knowing that the death to death was only part of the person's plan to complete the task, Gu Qinglan wanted to pinch her neck and ask her if you had any intentions.

For this matter, the washboard that had been kneeling for three months in life made Gu Qinglan calm down.

Today, what Jiang Yueli did is undoubtedly the only point of Gu Qinglan's explosion.