[Bottle evil black evil] Death is coming

"Bang!"

The door of the ward was pushed open heavily, and the nurse who followed kept trying to dissuade him: "Sir! This is a VIP ward! You cannot enter without registration!"

Standing at the door with black glasses, he looked at the haggard young man on the bed, who was pushed by the nurse like a rising wall.

Chemotherapy drugs entered the young man's body, his Adam's apple rolled, and he tried hard to suppress the feeling of wanting to vomit. He wore a thin knitted cap on his head to cover his bald head due to chemotherapy.

The fat man was sitting by the bed, and the basin that Wu Xie was about to vomit was placed between his feet. He heard the voice and looked over. His big face that had lost weight was slightly red, and seeing that it was black glasses, he said to the nurse: "It's okay, let him in."

The nurse left obediently, and carefully closed the door, walked to the bedside with black glasses and looked at Wu Xie with the fat man.

As if oppressed by the two gazes, Wu Xie suddenly waved his arms and turned over with difficulty. The fat man had already picked up the basin on the ground and brought it to his eyes. What he spit out was pink translucent mucus mixed with a few traces of it. bright red.

The black glasses opened the drawers of the bedside table one by one, and the fat man looked suspiciously until he found a white porcelain vial, unplugged it, took a look, smelled it, and put the plug back on.

After Wu Xie vomited and the fat man fed him water to rinse his mouth, the black glasses took out another medicine bottle from his pocket, poured a pill into his mouth, and then threw the small medicine bottle on his quilt, Shen Sheng asked: "What's going on? Your body shouldn't be deteriorating so quickly."

What he gave Wu Xie was a two-month dosage, and now Wu Xie has finished taking the medicine in a little over a month, and the medicine bottle is plugged, but the smell of the medicine in the bottle is already very weak, obviously it has been vacant for some time.

Whether it was the movement of throwing the medicine bottle or the unusual chill in his voice, they all showed the exuberant anger in the black glasses at the moment. The fat man gave him a strange look. Although Wu Xie recognized him as his master, he and the Wu family returned it to him. A reward of 1000 million was promised, but it is somewhat inexplicable that he would be so angry.

Wu Xie lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Fatty, can you go out for a while? I have something to do and I want to talk to him alone."

The fat man didn't ask any further questions, he pulled the quilt for Wu Xie, warned the black glasses with his eyes, and then went out.

Black glasses stood by the hospital bed, waiting for Wu Xie's sophistry or explanation, but Wu Xie's first sentence was: "I'm sorry..."

With a thoughtless apology, the black glasses understood instantly, squatted down and took out the paper figurine he had hidden there from the shelf under the bed, opened it, and the blood that dripped on the paper figurine expanded many times, directly From soybeans to glutinous rice balls, there is still something I don't understand.

Kneading the paper figurine into a ball and kneading it vigorously on the fingertips, the black glasses face remained calm, just saying: "You didn't intend to live from the beginning."

Wu Xie smiled weakly: "How could it be? If I could survive, of course I still want to survive, but... I can't live for myself and let you be punished for me..."

When Zhang Qiling came to see him, he was blocked by something like an enchantment. After waking up the next day, he felt that something was wrong. Using the meditation method he had just learned, he found the four paper figurines hidden under the bed. It was obvious that this was a mechanism set by the black glasses. , the role, of course, is to block Zhang Qiling.

That is to say, even though Black Glasses was angry about being used by Zhang Qiling and knew that he would be punished for doing so, he still did it.

Wu Xie didn't know why the black glasses did this. He didn't believe that Zhang Qiling would be willing to accept punishment for himself, but even if he worshiped him as his teacher, Fatty and his family signed a contract with him, it seemed that he would not let him do it for him. Sacrifice to this extent.

But Black Glasses did do this, and Wu Xie did know that he didn't want him to do this.

If the paper figurine is put away or thrown away, I don't know if the black glasses will respond, and after putting it away, Zhang Qiling has no obstacles, so he can only rely on his own strength to hide it from the heavens.Wu Xie didn't want Black Glasses to be punished by God because of himself, and of course he didn't want Zhang Qiling to be punished because of it. The best way is not to destroy the formation, but to replace the power that drives the paper figurine with his own.

Wu Xie didn't know what to do. He was still a beginner after all, and he could perceive the spiritual power factor in the air, which was already brought about by a strong will. He just saw the blood on the paper figurine, and it reminded him of the previous paper figurine. No, guessing that this should be a very important thing, so I tried to drip my own blood on it.

He made the right bet, and every time Zhang Qiling appeared and the paper figurine built a barrier, he could feel something leaking from his body.

Black Glasses would come over every now and then to check on his cultivation status. In order not to be discovered by Black Glasses, he could only use the pills he took during chemotherapy, which is why the pills were consumed so quickly.

However, Zhang Qiling's appearance was without warning, and he couldn't predict and respond in advance. After several times, Zhang Qiling finally discovered his strangeness.

"Wu Xie..." Zhang Qiling's voice was isolated by the barrier, and Wu Xie could only guess what he said by looking at his lips.

"Your anger is getting weaker..." Zhang Qiling frowned, this was the second time Wu Xie saw an expression on his face after the previous smile.

Taking advantage of her weakness, Wu Xie half-closed her eyes to cover the panic and flickering in her eyes, and coaxed him with a smile, "Originally, chemotherapy kills cancer cells and normal cells together. It is normal for the body to become weak. After the cancer cells are all dead, come back for rehabilitation, and then you will recover slowly."

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, and felt that something was wrong, but he really didn't know much about the human body and treatment methods, and he couldn't question it. He just looked at Wu Xie persistently, taking every trace of his expression into his eyes.

Wu Xie closed her eyes to avoid staring at each other, and said something pretentious: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep first."

For him, Zhang Qiling couldn't do anything to react, looking at Wu Xie's trembling slender eyelashes, he silently disappeared.

Never appeared again.