My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

"Cut the grass and root out?" Ran Qingqing asked uncertainly with a snare drum in her heart.

"Li Yishui definitely can't live tonight." Listening to Jun Riyue's cold words, Ran Qingqing felt that tonight is a sleepless night.

Rainy night

There was no one waiting in Li Yishui's ward, and the faint fragrance of orchids was soon diluted by the hospital's iconic smell.

In ordinary horror stories, the hospital is also one of the places where incidents frequently occur. The first place that people can think of is the morgue, which is the easiest place for spiritual incidents to occur here! And now with lightning and thunder, the locked door of the morgue was pried open by a grinning woman.

Xing Jun successfully avoided the nurse who was in the rounds and infiltrated Li Yishui's ward. On the hospital bed, Li Yishui, who was covered in bandages and had a very slow heart rate, lay quietly, unprepared for the murderous Xingjun. If Xingjun had started at this time, Li Yishui would definitely die without a place to be buried. However, the Xingjun didn't do anything. Instead, he walked gently to Li Yishui's bed. The murderous intent just now disappeared, and there was a little more in his eyes. sad. Quietly watching Li Yishui, who was breathing weakly, he could no longer see his appearance because of the bandages, only his eyes were exposed and they were still tightly closed.

A drop of tears fell silently on Li Yishui's face, and a flash of lightning fell outside, reflecting the Xingjun's sad expression. At this time, the door of the ward was kicked open, and another Xingjun came in: a neat black suit and a white shirt that had been stained blood red. It was very strange in the dimly lit ward. It was nothing to be afraid of the blood on the later Comrade Xing Jun, and the first Xing Jun who was standing in front of Li Yishui's bed and looking back at him was a heavy blow.

"Who are you?" Some people may think that this sentence is nonsense, but for the later Xingjun who was stimulated, this sentence is an instinctive question.

The first Xing Jun turned around leisurely and said in his own voice, "I'm not you."

This was an unexpected answer, and the real Xing Jun thought afterwards: It seems that this fake guy doesn't want to sell him to me.

The fake "Xingjun" snorted from his nose, and said, "Jun Riyue will send you here..." The unbelievable attitude must anger the young and impulsive True Xingjun.

"Don't you dare to show others in your true colors, can you stop me from failing?" Zhen Xingjun was madly stupid.

The fake "Xingjun" tore off his face in disapproval, revealing his true face: walrus. Still in a white spotless suit, the walrus with long hair dangled in disregard of Xing Jun's surprise and unprovoked anger, and tied his proud hair comfortably. Murderous aura filled the entire ward, Xing Jun looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, and thought to himself: Shouldn’t the walrus be in Australia? How would it appear here. Could it be a leak, no, the sect master only made the decision tonight. Could it be that Xing Jun suddenly looked up and found that there was no one in the house. The line on the electrocardiogram looked like a sleeping sea, quietly without a trace. The white sheets fell to the ground, the windows opened, and the heavy rain poured into the ward to wet the curtains, sending bursts of coolness. Xing Jun leaned on the window and looked out under the rain. Even with the light from the street lamps, he could not find the walrus and Li Yishui in the dark night. The frustrated Xingjun got through Chen Lan's phone, and after reporting the situation, he was scolded. Xing Jun, who hung up the phone and started looking for the two of them, stepped over the hideous body of the nurse on duty and stepped on her blood to leave the building.

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