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Chapter 308

As soon as Jiejing came out of the operating room, he passed out.

In the rest area, Bohan was sitting and playing with his mobile phone. Before Jiejing woke up, he stayed there until the next night.

But when the person woke up, he also fell asleep.

When Jiejing got up, he felt dizzy and the world was unstable, but his body subconsciously wanted to look at Yang Mo, and as soon as he moved, he saw Bohan leaning on the chair and fell asleep, and his phone dropped to the ground.

He rubbed the corners of his brows, got off the ground, picked up the cell phone on the table, and patted Bo Han on the shoulder: "Go to bed and sleep."

Bohan was a little fuzzy, stood up and fell down on the bed and continued to sleep.

Jiejing checked the time, rubbed his aching head and walked out.Came outside Yang Mo's ward, changed into a sterile suit before walking in.

He looked at the checklist, took her temperature again, and then sat on a stool.

Yang Mo also thought about it, looking at him, his voice was still a little weak: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay." He stretched out his hand and stroked her face, his eyes were a little moist, knowing that it didn't matter if she died, but still... he couldn't see her like this.

"You can only hang the nutrient solution without my permission, okay?"

"Listen to you." Yang Mo pulled his lips and smiled, and the emotion in his eyes moved.

"Nonsense." Jie Jing also smiled, but this smile was uglier than not smiling: "You never listened to me, not even once."

"Then give me some psychological counseling." Yang Mo's hand stretched out from under the quilt to cover his hand, his voice low and spiritless.

"Your state is not suitable, wait for you to recover." Jie Jing's hand stroked her face, she was still pale, her lips were all white and slightly blackened.

It gave people a sense of death, which made Jie Jing feel very uneasy.

"I've taken over Yang's matter. I've also found someone to take care of it at the prison. You..." Jie Jing said with a choked voice. He turned his head, raised his hand to wipe it, and lowered his head. Go down.

The tone was still a bit off, it was the same when Yang Mo died in the previous life, suddenly she was very gentle, suddenly she was about to leave.

"I...I was wrong...don't...you don't want to leave me again...okay?"

"Jiejing...are you going to the underworld?" Yang Mo asked him with a low voice and a smile.

Jiejing was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the life measuring instrument in a panic, and was relieved when he saw that there was no problem, and looked at Yang Mo in a daze: "What?"

After their executors died, they never went directly to the underworld. After losing consciousness, and then regaining consciousness, they were already there with the guide.

"I've been there, it's very dark and cold." Yang Mo smiled, closed his eyes and sighed: "I don't want to go to that place again."

Jiejing never thought that she would comfort him, so he froze on the spot, and then laughed: "Well, I won't go."

"Then when can I be discharged from the hospital?" Seeing that the actual situation was almost the same, Yang Mo asked this question. She still carefully glanced at Jiejing a few times,

Sure enough, Jie Jing's face darkened in an instant, and his bottomless eyes looked at her coldly: "What did you say?"

Yang Mo heheed, and nuzzled: "It's just a question, it's not leaving."

"No! Yang Mo! No! You can't go there until you recover!" Jie Jing warned her word for word, almost eating her.

Yang Mo loves to run around, even if there is nothing wrong with her, she just likes to run around and get hurt all over, so she is willing to stop.

This incident seems to be a kind of empathy for those few, otherwise this woman would have nothing to do.

Fearing that she would come up with another solution, Jiejing gave a few more instructions and left in a hurry.

In the ward, Yang Mo was left alone. She looked at the ceiling and muttered silently: I don't know what the old man is doing.

It seems to say that this layer cannot monitor itself all the time, and does not know who is looking at it now.

Monitor space.

Tiandao and the main department looked at Yang Mo, who only moved his lips, and Tiandao turned to look at him: "This old man must be calling you."

The main system looked sideways, and should not answer, waved and took a drink and slowly tasted it.

He felt that he and Tiandao had nothing to talk about. In the past, they were all symbiotic, but now one has fallen from the altar and the other is on top. They are endless enemies.

And the enemy, there is nothing to say.

waiting space.

The voting is still going on, and the scores are getting higher and higher again and again. Some have returned to [-], while others have been decreasing.

The last vote was whether Yang Mo would give up something for An Zhe, and there were only two answers.

willing
unwilling.

Many executors have experienced the third level, but they think Yang Mo is a self-centered executor, so most of them are unwilling to consider it.

Now it seems that they have underestimated An Zhe's importance and failed to see clearly what kind of executor Yang Mo is.

80.00% Five of the executors were deducted 15 points at once.

Scores have always been just a number for them. Even though it was said earlier that they would lose their souls after deducting them, many executors didn't take it to heart. The main system will be paralyzed.

Therefore, it is impossible for the main system to make them really lose their souls, and it is just used to scare some people, and they don't take it seriously.

After the deduction ended this time, they completely changed this view.

I saw that after the system display ended, the space was ravaged by strong winds, and ice and snow broke in. In a blink of an eye, the waiting space was covered with a layer of ice and snow.

All executors with a score below 50 were shrouded in a white light at this moment, and then were thrown into the air by the tornado.

what--

what happened?

what happened?
The executors flying in mid-air all exclaimed. With the keenness of executors, they felt the crisis coming immediately.

And those executors who were not brought into the air by the tornado were controlled by a great coercion, unable to speak or move.

clatter--

Wait for the screen with the largest space to turn around, and a number 1 begins to appear on it.
这个1很快就开始滚动起来，1、50、100、1000……

Finally, when it stops at a huge unit, the screen moves to the other side. This translucent blue system screen has a separate wake-up interface.

The cold voice of the system sounded, still emotionless, every word was written into the code of the program, cold and ruthless.

[Conscientiously completing each task is the basic rule of the executor, opportunistic, lazy and negligent. 】

[When you have such thoughts, your own ending has already been drawn. 】

[Executors with less than 50 points will be deprived of their identity as executors by the main system, and the system, NPCs, and props will be recycled, and the executors will be sent out of the main system. 】

[According to the contract, the executor's merits are not enough, and the obsessive person cannot leave the main system, so, bestow, and disperse the soul. 】

[Remaining executors please cherish the few remaining points and time. 】

(End of this chapter)