Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

After Jiaoyang fell asleep, Xino lowered his head and looked at her seriously for a while, then put his hand on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and started sensing.

But once he passed by, his "mind-reading skill" could not read anything.

"No. Still not"

Xino opened his eyes and looked at his hand. His dark blue eyes were filled with darkness. He reached out his hand again without belief and tried sensing again and again, but still to no avail.

"I just want to know who you love, but you don't want to give me even that answer."

His expression became a little crazy, and he fell down from the edge of the bed, grabbing his hair in pain.

Of course, Xino didn't know that. After Jiaoyang knew that his power was "mind reading", he spent 1,000 merit points and exchanged them in space for a "shielding device" that could be used to block other people's powers.

So no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read Jiaoyang's heart.

Wen Renli didn't stay much longer this time. No matter how reluctant he was to give up, someone had to hold on to the position ahead.

The two kissed goodbye in front of the house, and Jiaoyang became more obedient and sensible, smiling at him without holding back.

As Wen Renli spent more and more time outside, the time he could spend with Jiaoyang became less and less. During this time, Jiaoyang had stayed at the base and research institute as a virtuous housekeeper. Dean Sheng is praised by everyone for saving lives and healing the wounded.

"Dean Sheng, a large number of injured patients who were attacked by the Emperor Insect were brought in today!"

"Put the injured in the vacant 3607 emergency room, prepare the equipment, and prepare for rescue."

Two years later, Jiaoyang was dressed in a white coat, with a tag hanging on her chest and a pen between her fingers. She was already an image of being fearless in the face of all disasters and dangers, and was the anchor of stability in everyone's heart.

The injured have been placed on the hospital beds. There are all kinds of people, old, weak, sick and disabled, all ordinary people.

Jiaoyang sat on the chair and began to mix the potion, calmly and calmly.

While doing these things, she raised her head and winked imperceptibly.

Secretary Setir immediately arranged for the other medical staff present to go out. Gradually, Jiaoyang was the only one left among the medical staff here.

Her medicine-making movements gradually slowed down, and she stopped completely after the last person had left.

Jiaoyang stood up and came to the old, weak and sick who were relying on ventilators to survive. She put her pockets in her pockets and looked down at them.

Then he suddenly walked over and unplugged the ventilator of the nearby person.

The man's dying eyes suddenly widened and he grabbed Jiaoyang's hand that was about to withdraw.

She lowered her head, looked into those dying eyes, there was only indifference in them, and then she opened his hand.

The other patients seemed to be aware of the situation they were about to face. They stared in disbelief at the woman in front of them who seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. With their last strength, they struggled like crazy. .

However, the device used to confine the patient on the hospital bed is very strong.

Jiaoyang walked over and easily unplugged everyone's ventilators.

One after another, struggling and unwilling, they closed their eyes forever in front of her.

Jiaoyang was calm and watched without any disturbance.

Save? They are just a group of ordinary people. She will not get any merit points for saving them. Instead, she will have to spend the currency and merit points that originally belong to her. Even if she saves a group of people, she will not make any contribution to the world. people, so why should we save them?

Her wealth and materials should be used in more meaningful ways, instead of doing these futile things here and saving these futile people.

Jiaoyang turned around and took off the white leather gloves on her hands.

A good person who saves someone accumulates merit, so does that mean he must be a bad person if he refuses to save someone? She doesn't think so. Those who refuse to save someone are just not good people.

After everyone was dead, Jiaoyang opened the door of the emergency room, her eyes full of sadness and regret.

Said: "Sorry."

"Because the toxin invaded too deeply, I couldn't save him. I'm sorry."

Her head dropped deeply.

There was silence for a while outside, and everyone in the base expressed their condolences. Of course, someone came to comfort Jiaoyang.

"It's not your fault, Dean Sheng."

Jiaoyang shook her head, her face turning pale with sadness and loss.

Such a kind and compassionate little girl has endured so much responsibility and pressure. Who can have the heart to blame her?

However, after she was exposed, Jiaoyang's face instantly returned to indifference. She went to the center of the base, called up the surveillance camera, twitched the corners of her mouth in an unclear way, and looked at the secretary and confidants beside her.

"Where's Lu Shuangbai?"

Lu Shuangbai sneaked into the 3607 emergency room. At this moment, there was no one inside, and all the bodies were transported to the crematorium.

Everyone in the base knew that Dean Sheng had excellent medical skills and was able to rejuvenate patients with great skill. She almost achieved zero casualties among important people, and her reputation became famous because of this. But no one knows, except for those "important people" who are often mentioned, how many ordinary people die here every month.

This is not a rescue base. The people sent here are sent to a real demonic purgatory.

She took off the miniature recorder made in the shape of a button from her nurse's uniform and tried to stay in a blind spot in the room to prevent surveillance from detecting her presence.

After getting the evidence, Lu Shuangbai finally felt at peace. She clenched her fingers and decided to escape as soon as possible and report everything here to her superiors.

However, she had just walked to the door when a hand suddenly rushed out from behind and grabbed her. Before Lu Shuangbai had time to react, a needle had already pierced her neck. Before he could react, he fainted deeply.

When Lu Shuangbai woke up, he was in a dark and narrow basement, and he was tied tightly to a chair, unable to move at all.

"Who is it? Let me out! Let me out!"

Lu Shuangbai shouted several times, but there was no response. Just when she was about to give up, there were footsteps outside the door.

She looked up blankly, and the next second she saw Jiaoyang walking in with her arms crossed and a smile on her face, wearing an ironic white coat, followed by Setir and her confidants.

Lu Shuangbai looked at her, stunned for a moment, and then sneered at himself: "Yes, I should have thought of who else could be there besides you."

Jiaoyang stood in front of her, lowered her head, smiled and grabbed Lu Shuangbai's hair, forcing her to raise her head to face him: "So, Shuangbai, can you answer me now?"

The other hand held the miniature recorder and waved it in front of her.

"Why do you do this? Aren't we best friends?"

Two chapters in one.