A white shadow gradually appeared on the screen of an instrument, getting clearer and closer, as if it was about to get out of the screen. And at the moment when her heart was about to jump out of her throat, the strange white shadow appeared again. The "Zi" sound disappeared.
He Xiaohe was stunned.
What are you doing? Can the evil spirits please be nice, stop being so perverted, and let her die happily?
"boom."
The door of the operating room opened without any wind, and another gust of wind blew in.
Is there another evil spirit?
He Xiaohe was about to cry but had no tears. She wondered if she could imitate Fu Bao and stab herself.
But it hurt so much that she couldn't do it.
A rickety figure flickered in the darkness, and came to the operating room as if it were teleported by the sudden wind. This was an old lady. She was so old that she looked like she would return home at any time. She was bent over and holding a hand. Wearing a cane, his face is covered with deep wrinkles.
If she normally met this person in the hospital when no one was around, she would definitely scream, thinking that she had seen a ghost, but now she had no strength to scream at all.
The old lady who looked like a supporting character in a ghost movie frowned when she saw Fu Bao lying on the ground, "Ah Wu?"
The old lady's voice was as unpleasant as rubbing sandpaper against a wall, and it was sinister.
Fu Bao, whose life was almost coming to an end, opened his beautiful eyes at this moment and smiled sadly, "Shui Ma, you are here."
"How did it get like this? What is this?" Shui Ma stretched out her faucet-headed crutch and picked up the ghost baby.
The ghost baby screamed loudly, and the whole operating room was filled with violent winds, but Shui Ma remained unmoved.
"It's not that I don't have a girlfriend, so why did I have a child? It's still a ghost baby." Shui Ma said dissatisfied.
This child had sworn not to give birth to a ghost baby before, but after a while, all the children were born. It was unfilial.
"It is difficult for such illegally born ghost babies to get an identity in the underworld. They have to clear several levels. Fortunately, Lord Ma and I are poker friends, but Ah Wu, you should have told me in advance." Shui Ma was completely unfazed. murmured.
"...He...was not born by me..." Fu Bao gritted his teeth.
Shui Ma, how much do you want to have a grandson? Don’t frame the child just when you see it, okay?
"It's not yours?"
Shui Ma's expression immediately changed. She was gloomy, and her face glowed with green light. She glanced at the ghost baby's belly again, and saw a black mist rolling inside his body. She was instantly furious, "Even if I give my son You dare to eat my blood, and your ghost eyes will be blinded!"
She yelled angrily, swung the dragon-headed cane, threw the ghost baby up, and knocked it hard. The ghost baby immediately spat out the round drop of black blood that looked like pearls. The blood droplets fell on Fu Bao and immediately became like water. Like a sponge, it melted into his body.
"...Take him away...Please..." Fu Bao, who was breathing weakly, begged with difficulty.
Now that Water Mother has taken action, this evil ghost will never be able to come to the world.
Shui Ma hooked the ghost baby with the faucet crutch, nodded, and looked at him again, "Ah Wu, let me pick you up by the way."
"...I'm...not dead..." Fu Bao became angry and vomited several mouthfuls of blood in excitement.
Is there any mother who curses her son like this? !
"I'm going to see it soon. When I go to the underworld, I will find some beautiful ghost girls for you so that I can carry on the family line." Mother Shui didn't realize that her godson was about to be pissed to death by her, and she even took him away. It means you can't leave.
Fu Bao simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
"Go slowly and don't send me away!"
"Okay, Ah Wu, don't be angry, I'm leaving first." Shui Ma finally realized that he was angry. Then, amid the sound of sizzling electricity, she took the ghost baby, who was still screaming and struggling, slowly disappeared into the darkness.
At this moment, the hospital lights came back on.
it's all over? He Xiaohe, who survived the disaster, was still confused.
The ghost baby was captured, does this mean that the formation has finally been cracked?
Wow, she doesn’t have to die…
"...Don't be in a daze...save me..."
Fu Bao's weak voice came, and He Xiaohe, who was about to burst into tears, realized what he was doing, rushed out of the operating room, and used a local phone to call an ambulance.
Help! Seven days later, Central Hospital.
He Xiaohe came to the inpatient floor carrying a lunch box, opened the door of a ward, and saw Fu Bao dozing in the sun.
The detective, who is more beautiful than a woman, is now like a lazy cat, lying lazily on the hospital bed. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, giving him a sense of morbid beauty.
The sound of opening the door startled Fu Bao. He opened his eyes slightly and when he saw the person coming, he just stretched out a finger and pointed at the curtain without even bothering to say a word.
He Xiaohe hurriedly went over and closed the curtains.
After taking care of the great detective for a week, she knew that Fu Bao hated light, especially sunlight. Oh, and he also had a characteristic of being very, very lazy. It was true that he was seriously injured, but it should not have affected his speech function. He couldn't even speak. I don’t even bother to say a word, I’m really super lazy.
"I'm having black bone chicken soup today." He Xiaohe took out the thermos and filled a bowl of chicken soup for Fu Bao.
Without the threat of the sun, Fu Bao finally regained some energy. He sat up and took a few sips of soup lazily. He looked like an aristocratic young master who only appeared in TV dramas.
He Xiaohe twitched the corner of his mouth.
Dare Detective Fu really treat her as a maid?
Her cheeks bulged, and she really wanted to strike, but she couldn't really ignore him.
On that terrible night seven days ago, Fu Bao's heroic image was deeply ingrained in her heart. In order to stop the evil ghost, Fu Bao almost died. To be honest, if it were her today, she would not have the courage to stab herself, but Why are heroes like this in daily life?
Although she was indignant about her miserable position of serving people, in the eyes of the patients in the next bed and the doctors and nurses in the city center hospital, the little beauty with big eyes took "gentle" care of her fair-skinned and beautiful girl as if she had stepped out of the comic book world. The male protagonist who came out, this scene is really cute and very eye-catching.
"Hey, I'm sorry to bother you." This beautiful scene was ruined by someone who came into the ward.
Fu Bao raised his eyebrows and decided to ignore the half-smiling expression on Yang Jian's face and continue drinking his soup.
"Is your injury better? Although the injury is serious, you have earned a fortune by marrying such an upright girl." Approaching the bedside, Yang Jian grinned mischievously, as if he was the best representative of a bad friend.
Glancing at Yang Jian, He Xiaohe murmured in a low voice, "Don't ruin my market, okay?" Although Fu Bao was handsome and good at fighting ghosts, he was too cold, which did not meet her conditions for choosing a boyfriend.
However, her opinions were completely ignored by Yang Jian.
Anyway, his purpose was to tease Fu Bao. His old friend always seemed completely uninterested in girls. He often claimed to be gay and dragged him into trouble. Of course he had to tease him when he got the chance.
After finishing the soup slowly, Fu Bao yawned lazily, but still didn't speak. He was still seriously injured, and it was daytime, so he really couldn't get excited.
After glancing at the patient in the bed next to him, Yang Jian pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed. He lowered his voice and talked about serious matters, "What happened at Charity Hospital seven days ago? Several people died for no reason, and others are missing and their whereabouts are unknown. It’s hard for me to explain without any clues.”
"Didn't I tell you there was a fire?" Fu Bao finally said something.
"How could a fire cut a person into two pieces? The head of the body was missing, and how could there be Gu Shenzhi's bones inside? Also, how do you explain the blood stains on the floor in the hospital?" It looked like a murder scene The evidence made him extremely confused and headache.
"I've said it before..." Fu Bao said, glanced at He Xiaohe, and continued to lie back lazily on the bed.
He Xiaohe couldn't help but grin.
It's not enough to treat her as a servant, now she also has to be his young master's secretary?
Although she was thinking about it, because Fu Bao's condition was not very good, she could only touch her nose and repeat her previous testimony to Yang Jian, "After the power outage in the hospital, we found that the operating room was on fire, so we ran over to take a look. We were frightened to death when we found bones all over the floor. Later, Fu Bao fell down and was accidentally stabbed in the chest by scissors that fell on the ground. I called the police and sent him to the hospital."
Bullshit among bullshit!
Yang Jian gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes.
