As soon as the car drove out of the village, I vomited only the bitter gallbladder water, and the green water was mixed with a few bright red.

Bai Qi patted my back gently, and I turned my head in pain and looked at him and asked, "What happened last night?"

Bai Qi sighed softly and signaled me to get in the car before talking.

"Yesterday we wanted to take out the flamingo golden needle on your body. The original plan was to use the Soul-Leaving Soup and the Soul-Spiriting Incense to let you fall asleep. Your grandfather left your soul to detonate the ghost tears in your body, and attract those evil ghosts, forcing the flamingo golden needles in your body to appear.

Let Pojun Yang Guangcai use the water attribute Xuanwu to break the fire attribute of the Fire Crane Golden Needle, and Zhu Changyou use the fire attribute of the Zhuque to break the metallicity," he looked out the window in pain.

I asked impatiently, "What happened? Did I kill my grandpa?"

A fire of nameless was storming in my body, and it was telling me that it was me who killed my grandfather, and the guilt and pain were constantly rushing in my body. It was me who killed my grandfather who loved me the most.

The world slowly turned red.

"Brother Fan, what's wrong with you?" Bai Lian's voice, harsh brakes, in the red world in my eyes, a few evil ghosts rushed towards me hideously.

"Hahahaha, it's all you evil ghosts who killed grandpa." I opened my mouth and bit the evil ghost closest to me.

Then the world turned into black, endless nothingness, wherever I stood, I felt that when I turned around, I could see my grandfather. I kept turning around, hoping to see my grandfather, even if I only saw the small bamboo shoots!

When I woke up, I was already in the hospital and I didn't even have the strength to move my fingers.

Zhu Huihui sat next to me, quietly peeling an apple, quiet and calm, and the slight snoring of Yang Weilong came from beside her.

"Is Sister Zhu beautiful?"

My mind was still a mess, but I didn't even see the girl Bai Lian lying on the other side of my bed.

As she shouted, there was a jingle in the room, and Zhu Huihui's tray fell to the ground. Yang Weilong flipped off the bed and kicked the trash can under his feet. Several bodyguards outside the door pushed open the door and rushed in.

I simply closed my eyes.

My wake up alarmed many people, and several old men came over.

Take the eyelids and take the pulse, and make a toss.

I don't even have the strength to resist, so I just let them do it.

Several old men winked for a while, and finally Old Man Zhu sighed helplessly.

I was so angry that I felt like I was about to die.

At Bai Qi's gesture, everyone left the room, and only Old Man Zhu looked at me motionlessly. I don't know how long we had been in a stalemate, but Zhu Huihui knocked in and held a cup of red medicine like blood.

She gently helped me up and fed me a spoonful of medicines. I saw Old Man Zhu’s eyebrows leaping. Not to mention that this medicine is really not as bitter as ordinary Chinese medicine, but it is faintly sweet. After a few mouthfuls, I felt a heat flowing in my body.

My strength has also recovered a lot, so I picked up the bowl and killed it in one bite.

Old Man Zhu was no longer tense and sat on my bedside and signaled Zhu Huihui to go out too.

Then the two of us fell into silence again.

I don’t know how long it took for Old Man Zhu to say, “Your grandpa is not dead.”

"How is he doing now? I want to go and see him." I shouted anxiously.

"He is right next to you, you can go see him at any time. Let's talk about you now." Old Man Zhu said coldly.

But I was not listening. My eyes were staring at the wall next to me. It seemed that through the thick wall, I could see an old man with a haggard look lying there, his eyes were closed, and he was as angry as a fucking spring. All kinds of tubes were inserted into his body.

The instrument next to him was monitoring his faint fire of life. His heart had only been beating once a long time and could strike at any time.

I could even see a small purple bamboo shoot standing alone, lonely, and less than a foot next to it was nothingness. A few green black hairs in the nothingness were conveyed to the purple bamboo shoots.

Looking down the black hair, I could see six strange-shaped plants. One of them was actually serious, that is Cecilia officinalis.

I could feel the joy of the purple bamboo shoots and the despair of the six plants.

When I looked at the purple bamboo shoot, I had an illusion that the purple bamboo shoot was looking at me. It conveyed to me a strange feeling. If I wanted to describe it, it was hope.

Looking at it, I couldn't tell the tranquility in my heart. I don't know how long I looked at it, but suddenly I felt it tremble, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Suddenly I felt palpitations, the purple bamboo was gone, only my grandfather's withered body, the door was opened, and a young nurse walked in with a tray.

She opened the window naturally, and I could see the white window screen dancing lightly. There was a small nameplate on her chest, which read Feng Ling. She gently wiped her grandfather's body with a wet towel.

Just when I was glad that my grandfather had such a careful and serious nurse, red air radiated from her body, and she suddenly pulled out a small syringe from the inside of her thigh, filled with blue liquid. She inserted it into her spine,

I took out a small black bottle from my pocket and held it over my grandfather's head. I could see a bamboo shoot being taken in.

With a "bang", I saw Bai Qi kicking open the door. Feng Ling turned around and rushed out of the window.

A moment came from my ears. When the medical device alarmed, a long line on the electrocardiogram was straight and straight.

I sat up suddenly, scared Old Man Zhu, and pulled out the syringe from my hand.

As soon as I got out of bed, I was about to run out of the door. Old Man Zhu grabbed me, but I struggled for a few lines but couldn't break away.

Shouting to him, "Someone wants to kill grandpa"

Old Man Zhu said innocently, "You can go, but can you wear a piece of clothing before going out?"

I looked down and saw that I was naked, my face turned red. I grabbed a set of hospital gown from the head of the bed and put it on my body. I was stunned when I saw Li Tian Jiuhuan put it next to my clothes.

It was not on my chest. I could predict the uncertainty to a certain extent with it, but now I didn’t. What I just now was my hallucination or my own imagination.

Old Man Zhu stopped halfway through my clothes, and thought I was too weak, so he helped me tidy up my clothes from behind, grabbed the Litian Jiuhuan and hung it around my neck.

He gently patted my shoulder and said, "Filial piety is the first priority" and walked out.

I put down all the mess in my mind.

I went out too, my body was still too weak, so I walked a few steps and sweat fell down. The corridor was surprisingly quiet, not without people, there were many people, suits and sunglasses, and they looked like Mingbo's bodyguards. They nodded slightly at me

I followed Old Man Zhu to my grandfather's ward. He was about to open the door, but I stopped him.

"Are there six plants inside, one of which is Cecilia officinalis?" I asked without a head or tail.

Old Man Zhu smiled and gave me a thumbs up, "Five senses are keen, and they are reflected so quickly."

As he said that, he pushed open the door, but he didn't go in, signaling me to go in by myself.

When I walked into the door, I saw the white window screen at first sight. It stood straight where it was not dancing lightly with the wind. Six plants stood in six special positions. Under their pots, you could see a large x with yellow tape.

It seems that their arrangement is not random, it must be based on a certain formation, but I just can't understand it.

Grandpa was as haggard as I saw, and the slight beating on the instrument indicates the unwillingness of this old man in his twilight years.

I walked over, knelt down, grabbed my grandfather's dry hand and placed it on my forehead. It was where he drew runes on my head when he last talked with my grandfather.

After a while, I put my grandfather's hand back into the quilt, "Grandpa, I don't understand a lot of things, but someone wants to harm you, so let her ask me first. I'm very confused now, you have to wake up as soon as possible to answer me. Haha."

I walked to Cecilia Cheung Dragon Leaf and reached out to touch it, murmured, "I know you are very uncomfortable, trapped in a small place, and the essence of your life is extracted, so it will be the same if I change you, but for grandpa to recover soon, I will be wronged.

If my grandfather wakes up, I will invite you out of this small flower pot and return to nature. There are also you, the same kind of people. My grandfather will recover will be your day of freedom."

When I walked back to the corridor, there were already people standing there, three old men, Mingbo, the third young man, and there were a few doctors in white coats in the distance.

I gently brought it to the door, and looking at these people who were worried or happy, I felt a hint of warmth from my heart.

I smiled at them and pretended to be absent-minded and asked Mingbo, "Who is taking care of my grandfather?"

Ming Bo signaled a bodyguard by the door to answer, and the bodyguard said very skillfully, "There are three people in total, Feng Ling is on duty today."

He pointed his finger to a female nurse who was being searched in the distance of the corridor and added, "Where is she, she is coming to clean her body."

I said to Mingbo, "Let her come here."

Feng Ling trotted all the way and said to Mingbo with some breath, "What are the boss's instructions?"

Mingbo ignored her and signaled me to speak.

I circled around her twice, and didn't rush to speak. She looked at me in panic. A layer of sweat appeared on her head. I turned to her back, crawled in her ear and said, "The little bottle in your pocket is good,"

She was obviously nervous, and a red thread flashed through her body, but disappeared immediately.

That's right, it's her.

Bai Qi is an old man after all. He felt extremely keen about the red thread, and he was the first to rush into the door before. When I finished speaking, he had already grabbed Feng Ling's hand, took out the small bottle from her pocket and handed it to me.

This small bottle is dull and black and very ordinary.

Feng Ling pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "You like to give you a small broken bottle, I'm going to work." She turned around and ran to the tools she hadn't had time to get.
Chapter completed!