svetikya Chapter 136
Chapter 136
Liangcheng, Lianghe Hospital.
Downstairs in the ward.
He Chuntao took out his mobile phone and called the nurse service desk in the ward building.
"Hey, hello?"
"Hello, I want to ask, the patient in bed two of the **** ward, is the family gone?" I am also a family member of the patient, registered, my name is He Chuntao.
"I'll take a look later."
"Hello, the family of patient Wang Chaoqiang has left half an hour ago, and his father specially instructed him when he left, saying that if a family member visits us, let us contact him, you see?"
"Don't!"
He Chuntao hurriedly said: "Don't! I recently had a bit of an unpleasant relationship with my man, the child was lying in a hospital bed, and I didn't want him to see his parents discordant.
"Okay, then you come over, by the way, Wang Chaoqiang's hospitalization account does not have much balance, please remember to pay."
"Good, good!"
Hanging up the phone, He Chuntao carefully observed the surroundings and avoided people walking towards the ward building.
She has been very careful since she walked near the hospital.
Originally, according to He Chuntao's idea, the most perfect plan should be that she would inherit a child from her relatives' house.
It is not surprising that He Chuntao can have such an idea.
When she was young, she lived in the countryside, and it was very normal for any family in the village to have no children.
He Chuntao wanted to use the excuse that his child was terminally ill and also have a child.
Then use the life and death charm on his son and the child who passed away, exchanging the lives of the two people.
At that time, he said that he accidentally killed the child, manslaughter, and even if he ate prison, he would not be sentenced to death.
What's more, if the action is secret, it will not even alarm the police!
However, every child is the heart of their parents, and He Chuntao thought very well, but all the relatives she knew who had just had children at home rejected her proposal to "inherit a child to her own home".
Some even hang up the phone directly on the spot.
He Chuntao thought in his heart, only feeling that life was getting more and more difficult.
When she arrived at the door of the ward, she carefully pressed against the door and listened to the movement inside, and then pushed the door softly and entered.
Wang Chaoqiang's hospital bed is in bed number two in the middle.
He Chuntao walked over lightly and looked at the pale-faced young man sleeping on the hospital bed, and his eyes turned red.
The young man sleeping on the hospital bed is He Chuntao's son, Wang Chaoqiang.
In recent days, Wang Chaoqiang has slept longer and longer, and the doctor's critical illness notice has been issued several times.
Covering the quilt that Wang Chaoqiang was covering and was about to fall to the ground on the side of the hospital bed, He Chuntao sat on the side and watched silently.
She clutched her satchel tightly with one hand and kept wiping her tears with the other, and she watched it for about half an hour.
He Chuntao was ready to leave.
If you want your son to live, you can't just look at it like this.
"Super strong, mom will do everything to let you survive!"
He Chuntao choked and stood up, she habitually looked at the hospital beds on both sides, and saw that the uncle on bed No. 1 over there was looking hard at Wang Chaoqiang's hospital bed.
Suddenly, He Chuntao shivered violently!
She thought that her son was seriously ill, and it was difficult to sleep and turn over, how could the quilt covered on his body be pulled aside?!
Realizing this problem, she lifted her foot and left!
As a result -
under the hospital bed, a powerful man's big hand grabbed her ankle!
He Chuntao looked back, and she saw her man's bloodshot red eyes lying under the hospital bed!
"What about things? Give me! The
man's hysterical voice was matched with that twisted and hideous face, like a demon lying on the ground.
......
Under the ancient city walls, the dark room at the bottom of the lake.
Yang Ning frowned slightly.
In front of him, the dried corpse of the "dog thing" whose bones had been burned black actually gave in.
It whispered "Hmm" while the dwarf next to it wrote on the paper with his non-stop hand.
Just now, Yang Ning first roasted the dried corpse on fire, ready to take it away in a wave.
But thinking of his agreement with it, he switched to low heat and slow burning.
Originally, the dried corpse carried the fire and was ready to go in waves, but it failed to withstand the small fire that burned slowly on its body.
After all, no matter how fierce the fire is, it is just that, but how long a small fire can burn depends on someone's mind.
The dry corpse glanced at the small flame on his body, "Hmm?
The dwarf who was writing birthday eight characters on the paper asked Yang Ning in a trembling voice: "Guest, guest, too big, no, is it a dog thing asking, asking when can the fire on its body be extinguished?"
Yang Ning was puzzled: "Extinguished? Is it in such a hurry? The game isn't over yet, live a little longer?
"After living for hundreds of years, do you care about this moment and a half?"
Dried corpse: "Hmm..." The
dwarf: "Guest, the dog thing said, there is a flame dancing on the body, uncomfortable."
Yang Ning: "Well, if you let it report two more wrong eight characters, it will be more uncomfortable."
"The thirty-first day of the lunar month, it is really an auspicious day."
Gnomes: "..."There
is no thirty-first number in the lunar calendar, only the solar calendar.
The lunar month is a lunar calendar, so the "thirty-first lunar month" is a date that does not exist at all.
The dwarf in charge of translating and transcribing did not notice this problem in his nervousness and horror.
The dwarf turned his head to look at the dry corpse, and the pitch-black "dog thing" hurriedly whispered!
The dwarf pouted, silently spent two of the few eight characters that had already been written, and began to write again.
While writing, he carefully asked Yang Ning: "Guest, this kind of thing of pushing people should not be difficult for you?"
Yang Ning closed his eyes and knocked on the table, simply spit out two words: "I'm lazy." Not
long after, the dwarf respectfully handed Yang Ning nine written birthday eight characters.
Yang Ning didn't even look at it, a flash of fire flashed in his eyes, and the rune paper with the nine birthday eight characters written on it did not ignite a flame, so it directly turned into ashes in the hands of the dwarf!
The dwarf was stunned by the scene in front of him!
"None, invisible spiritual fire?! You, you have cultivated the Heavenly Technique?!
Yang Ning glanced at him coldly and said quietly: "Rare and strange!"
He picked up the silver bell he had taken out of the cloth bag he had with him and shook it gently.
Ding-dong!
A pleasant voice sounded.
Yang Ning coughed lightly twice and said, "All little Karami have listened, the following statement is very important to you.
"Because it's about your lives."
"I didn't go out of the mountain before, so I won't mention the past."
"From today onwards, from the moment I finish saying this, in this land, who dares to make a life and death talisman again-"
"I want anyone to die."
After speaking, the corners of Yang Ning's mouth rose, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Forehead puppet? It seems that there is a Taoist friend who is very unfortunate?
"We are not that domineering person, this Taoist, please destroy this life and death talisman in your hand that is ready to be sent, thank you."
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