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Author: Nanfengyu

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Lu Yuanchuan couldn't figure it out, so he could only think that he had intermittent brain drain.

In addition, he was taking the script of resisting the situation today, so he simply put it to the end.

"That's it. If you have the ability, you can check it yourself." Lu Yuanchuan shrugged, "If you want to vent your anger or find fault, you can do whatever you want. At worst, you can die. Whatever you want."

On the way to the hospital, the vice president explained the whole story in detail to Lu Yuanchuan, focusing on giving a detailed explanation of the "couple and wife interest" of Master Wei's fiancée.

Although Lu Yuanchuan did not understand the interest in this kind of operation, he chose to respect the diversity of species for money.

Lu Yuanchuan sighed.

He has paid too much for this hospital.

Wei Zhaolin repeated word by word: "Is it dead?"

"!" Mi He's scalp was numb.

For the people of the Ω, life is the most important thing. In order to continue and live, they can conceal themselves in the cocoon and give up their pure bloodline.

When Mi He heard Lu Yuanchuan's tough remarks that were almost "the head can be broken and blood can flow", he was both angry and envious.

How can you not envy?

Without a large group of more than one billion, how dare you say that you are so heroic?

Humans are so powerful!

Mi He felt that she could not just let Lu Yuanchuan kill his life, she had to save the other party.

At this moment, her hand was still holding Wei Zhaolin's hand. When there was physical contact, Mi He did not dare to use his mental power too presumptuously. He could only carefully poke a thin strand to slightly affect it.

Let’s take a look at Lu Yuanchuan’s thinking mode.

The next second, Lu Yuanchuan, who was just like an iron-headed baby, performed a wave of slippery kneeling, and said with great regret: "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have deleted the surveillance video. I didn't expect it to cause trouble to you. Actually, I deleted it.

I regret it after all. I just said those words just because I couldn’t bear to lose my face. Please forgive me once!”

Mi He nodded secretly.

I heard that humans have a saying, "Be frank and lenient, and resist and strict." Most humans are soft but not hard. Let Lu Yuanchuan say this, which should effectively alleviate Wei Zhaolin's anger.

The vice president turned his head to look at Lu Yuanchuan in horror. His movements were too large and he accidentally stretched the tendons on his neck.

He gasped, covered his neck with one hand, and pulled Lu Yuanchuan with the other: "Yuanchuan, what's wrong with you? Get up quickly, the ground is cold!"

This is different from the script that was agreed upon!

Why did you change crew as you act?

After Lu Yuanchuan was helped up by the vice president, his face was stunned for two seconds.

He recalled the brainless operation just now and his hands trembled slightly.

So, was he scared by Wei Zhaolin just now and was so wise?

But he didn't have much of it!

Then why did he just want to apologize to Wei Zhaolin, and why did he think that as long as Wei Zhaolin can forgive him and let him do anything?

Lu Yuanchuan covered his forehead and stared at Wei Zhaolin in surprise: "I'm crazy? Am I nervous, right? Otherwise, how could I be so afraid of you? They all have two eyes and one mouth, why should I be afraid of you?!"

Mi He: "…"

Be careless.

She thought that the wisp of mental power was enough to correct Lu Yuanchuan's attitude, but it only affected less than a minute, but if she increased her efforts, she would not dare...

Mi He hesitated for two seconds and then gave Lu Yuanchuan another mental power.

The astonishment and confusion on Lu Yuanchuan's face instantly turned into regret and depression: "What I said just now doesn't count. Master Wei, please believe me. I really regret it, and I really know my mistake!"

The vice president felt that the situation was a little wrong, so he secretly took out his cell phone to send a message to the dean, Lu Yuanchuan's father.

[Lao Lu, does Yuanchuan have mental problems? Or does your family have a related genetic history?]

Dean Lu replied in seconds: [?]

The vice president couldn't explain clearly, so he simply shrank back a few steps, raised his phone and started recording.

Wei Zhaolin looked at Lu Yuanchuan for a moment, then turned his gaze to Mi He, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

Mi He's throat tightened and he lowered his head with guilt.

When she lowered her head, the already thin spiritual thread of her hair was broken again.

Lu Yuanchuan stood there for a while, shouted with a white face: "I regret it so much! If it weren't for the performance, could I admit my mistake? I was right at all!"

"..." Mi He could only continue to work hard.

Lu Yuanchuan was forced to change his face again: "I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

...

Fifteen minutes later.

Lu Yuanchuan, who performed eight Sichuan opera changes in his face in succession, had a red eye and was in the ward.

"I'm not crazy! I'm not sick! I can't be crazy-"

The extreme pull ended when President Lu rushed into the ward with two psychiatric experts and four security guards.

Lu Yuanchuan, who was on the verge of collapse, was dragged out by the security guard with his arm, and was still screaming at the top of his throat when he was dragged away.

"Let go! I'm not sick! Just delete a surveillance monitor, how could I drive me crazy! Impossible-"

Dean Lu was in tears. After seeing the video sent by the vice president to him, he brought people over. At this moment, he faced the fact that his son was crazy and had a lot of vicissitudes of life.

"Young Master Wei, I'm really sorry... I didn't expect Yuanchuan to be like this. I will ask him what you want to investigate. If you have anything else to know in the future, I will wait until his situation stabilizes.

…”

Dean Lu choked and wiped his tears: "I'll go and see what Yuanchuan is doing first."

The two deans, the chief and deputy, left one after another, leaving Mi He and Wei Zhaolin staring at each other.

Mi He was actually very nervous at this moment. Even if she didn't understand humans, she guessed that this matter was probably messed up.

Wei Zhaolin was calm, as if he didn't take the farce just now at all.

"Mi He." He raised his hand and pressed his palm against Mi He's temple, "Do you know why Lu Yuanchuan is crazy?"

Wei Zhaolin's palm was a little cool, and the movements covering Mi He's temple were also very light, but Mi He tightened his nerves in an instant and entered a state of high alert.

All races that have had conflicts with the Ω people know that the brain is the only weakness of the Ω people and the most vulnerable part of the body.

How could Mi He not be nervous if he was held like this when someone was holding onto him?

She pursed her lips and replied carefully: "...I don't know."

Wei Zhaolin lowered his eyes and curled his thin lips into a faint curve.

"You'd better really not know."

After leaving the hospital, Mi He was still wondering what Wei Zhaolin meant.

Do you doubt her? So you deliberately test it?

Mi He bit her lower lip, no matter whether it was, she would have to be more careful in the future when Wei Zhaolin was in the face.

While thinking, Mi He touched his temples.

There is another key question, is it a simple coincidence?

After leaving the hospital, Mi Kuan drove the car and looked in a good mood. He still had time to chat with Mi He: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

That's it!"

There are always some people in this world who do not want others to live better than him, no matter whether they are doing well or not. Mi Kuan is a typical example.

Mi He was stunned when he heard this.

Will mental illness affect lifelong life?

Since it is a disease, can't it be cured after treatment?

Mi He's head buzzed, and finally realized that she seemed to kick Lu Yuanchuan from one pit to another.

Mi He took out his cell phone from his pocket, started typing with extreme sluggish movements, preparing to send a message to her only human friend at the moment.

[For humans, which result is more unacceptable, in jail or mental illness?]

A message was filled with 25 words, and Mi He held his phone and pressed it for nearly ten minutes.

There is no way, she is really not very adaptable to the technological products developed by the Earthlings.

Human friends will reply soon.

[That depends on how long it takes to be jail. However, under normal circumstances, they will choose mental illness. In fact, many criminals disguised themselves as mental illness in order to escape the sanctions of the law. As long as they get the mental appraisal results given by the official agency, the law will usually take the liability.

Handling, including death row prisoners.

Mi He read it carefully several times.

I understand.

She did help Lu Yuanchuan, and being treated as a mental illness would be equivalent to giving Lu Yuanchuan a gold medal to avoid death.

This is a good thing.

Mi He immediately felt relieved.
Chapter completed!