Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

The night was dark and the surroundings were quiet. The moon outside the window was always hidden in the thick clouds, and the room became increasingly darker.

He Xi on the bed had just calmed down and stopped moving. It was obvious that he was not so scared anymore, and he could already hear shallow breathing sounds.

Lu Jinan put his arm on his forehead and looked at the ceiling silently. For a moment, he didn't know how to evaluate their behavior tonight.

Tao Fan is a bad guy, so what about him and He Xi? Have they also become the same kind of bad guys as each other?

Lu Jinan almost did not sleep all night, but He Xi slept for a while, and had a nightmare. The content of the dream was messy, mostly blaming He Xi's actions. In all the deaths in the dream, the victim was He Xi.

Accepting the unwarranted trial and experiencing the process of death over and over again without repetition, from arguing again and again, shouting out injustice at the top of one's voice, crying out in grievance, and unwillingly accepting death, to the point where it has happened so many times that one has already forgotten the fear and pain of death.

God knows how many times she has experienced such despair. She knows it is a dream, but she can't find the exit of the dream no matter what. The same thing is that every time it is the same person who kills He Xi, a man whose face cannot be seen.

Later, he gradually recognized He Xi, and actually waved at He Xi with a smile: "Come quickly, this seat is still hot. The last person just left, and you can finally catch up with the hot seat."

He Xi didn't know that person. There was no trace of him in her memory of either life. Who he was became what He Xi was most curious about. Curiosity overcame fear and surpassed numbness.

The last way of death was different. He Xi was going to be put into a frying pan. A huge frying pan was placed on the open ground, with a huge amount of firewood added underneath. Although it was a long distance away, the flames and the temperature of the hot oil still roasted He Xi.

The black smoke coming out of the frying pan gave off a pungent smell. The oil was about to boil and He Xi was about to be put into the pan. His hands and feet were tied and his mouth was blocked. It seemed that he was really going to die this time.

He Xi couldn't help but tremble, beads of sweat flowed down her red cheeks. The black smoke from the hot oil made her stomach churn after smelling it for a long time, making her feel very uncomfortable and causing her to want to vomit.

"No, no. I don't want it, let me go." He Xi was finally able to shout out, her voice hoarse, as if she had shouted a thousand times.

Just when He Xi was about to be thrown into the hot oil pan, a familiar voice came from the distant horizon. It was Lu Jinan's voice.

He Xi was surprised, shocked and grateful that he finally came to save her.

The tears that had dried up welled up again, blurring my eyes. My body had been lifted up, but I was no longer afraid. It was just another death.

“What a pity… What a pity!”

"Wake up, don't scare me."

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The corridor of the emergency room was empty and dimly lit, with only the red sign standing out and being particularly eye-catching.

Lu Jinan sat outside the emergency room with his hands trembling and entangled together. How could he be so careless? The person was clearly lying next to her, so why didn't he just take a look? Just a look would have been enough.

The revenge is his alone, why should he involve the innocent He Xi?

In order to ease her guilt, she offered to drive the car. He believed such a lame excuse. It was ridiculous that he was so stupid as to say that he would take care of He Xi for the rest of his life.

The doctor performed emergency treatment on He Xi, but he was also in a dilemma. There were no obvious external injuries on his body, but his brain tissue seemed to have suffered a severe blow. In addition, the patient's will to survive was weak, so the possibility of him becoming a vegetative state could not be ruled out.

Why? They were obviously together, where did the heavy blow come from, and why did she have such a weak sense of survival? She obviously liked money so much, and if she died, his money would be given to others.

He Zhien rushed to the hospital around ten o'clock the next day. He immediately punched Lu Jin hard and glared at him coldly, "Where did you take He Xi during the day? How did she get her head injured?"

Lu Jinan sat on the ground dejectedly, without replying to He Zhien's words. Seeing this, he stepped forward and lifted up Lu Jinan's collar: "Are you talking? Are you mute?"

Lu Huaizhi grabbed He Zhien's fist as she was about to hit him again and said in a deep voice, "Calm down first. The doctor checked her brain and found no trauma. This is what we find strange."

He Zhien let go of the hand that was grabbing Lu Jinan's collar, shook off Lu Huaizhi's hand, walked to the bedside and held He Xi's hand.

His voice was hoarse. "You lied to me again. You said you would write to me often, but you only wrote to me twice a semester. Can't you be as patient with me as you are with him?"

"I want to make amends, why don't you give me a chance?" He Zhien murmured to herself: "I was wrong, it's all my fault, why can't you see that I am innocent too?"

A young man full of vigor and vitality was crying with tears and snot, and was finally pulled away by Lu Yunshen.

The Lu family felt sad seeing him like this, and Lu Jinan wasn't much better, his body was trembling, his eyes were empty, and his mind must be filled with memories of the two of them.

Even in the best hospital in Beijing, He Xi's physical condition was getting worse and worse. Everyone saw it and was worried. Just when everyone else was discouraged, He Xi woke up.

He Xi's eyes opened slowly, and as if she was not used to the light, she closed them again gently.

Then He Xi's weak voice sounded: "Urgent, husband, urgent."

The affectionate gaze, tearful eyes, and affectionate behavior when they finally woke up was impossible, absolutely impossible. Just think about it and you will understand. It would be strange if you didn't have the urge to pee when you are receiving frequent infusions. You must have woken up because you were holding it in.

"No, I need to go to the bathroom."

Lu Jinan looked at He Xi blankly: "Are you sure you have the strength to go to the toilet independently?"

Urine pot? She was still in the ward. She might need his help. She would rather die of suffocation.

What? A child whistled while peeing. He Xi looked up at Lu Jinan. There was disbelief in her eyes. She stared at her and almost cried, "Lu Jinan, you... I don't."

In the end, she solved it in the urinal. He Xi hid her head like an ostrich and refused to communicate with Lu Jinan. He packed up everything and stood in front of the bed looking at He Xi. He was filled with emotion and joy prevailed because she woke up.

The corners of Lu Jinan's slightly pale face curled up slightly: "I have seen every part of your body. Why are you shy? I'll go call a doctor."

The doctor who saw He Xi wake up was also surprised and said that He Xi was fine.

He Zhien hugged He Xi carefully, her voice low and hoarse: "You scared your brother to death. If you don't wake up, I can't hide it anymore. Dad will ask He Fei and I will ask him. This is the first time I feel so annoyed by having so many relatives."

"Hey, don't pull me." He Zhien was dragged away by Lu Huaizhi by the back of her neck.

He Xi reached out and held Lu Jinan's hand: "Okay, I'm fine, uncle, you've gotten old."

Lu Jinan was successfully angered by He Xi, and leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth: "But you still smell good."

He Xi curved her eyes and said, "My husband has been tired."

"Well, so you have to take good care of me."

"it is good."

"No regrets."

"I regret it."

"you dare!"

"Why wouldn't she dare?" He Zhien spoke up for justice.

"You're in the way." Lu Huaizhi's eyes were full of disgust.