Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 999 Departure (26)

3 minute later.

Lord Reaper stood aside, looked at the man lying in a pool of blood, and quietly read the words in the book of life and death.

"June NO.15 at 59:36:35 p.m., Xue Dahe, male, 35 years old, was tortured to death due to serious abdominal injuries, at the age of [-]."

The soul of the man who fell in a pool of blood slowly floated out from the corpse.

In the pool of blood, the woman was still smiling sullenly, her hands were covered in blood, and she was still digging out the internal organs of the corpse.

As if using his hands as a meat grinder, he kept rolling over the abdomen of the corpse, moving all the internal organs inside.

Sitting slumped on the ground with chills and hairs standing on end, looking at the terrifying woman in the pool of blood, her complexion was pale and she was extremely terrified.

Apparently, he hadn't realized he was dead yet.

Lord Reaper dragged him away without too much nonsense.

The soul was still staring straight at the horribly abused corpse in the pool of blood, as if it hadn't recovered for a long time.

Until the end, when he was sent to Huangquan Road, he seemed to have been frightened stupid, motionless, with a demented expression.

Seeing that Lord Death was about to leave, he suddenly stopped her, trembling, and asked:

"Will that vicious woman be punished?"

The fragile soul is not as complacent as before.

Now, like a poor person, he wants to beg, beg the person who killed him to get the retribution he deserves.

Lord Reaper didn't turn his head back, and said in a calm voice, "If she is now the victim and you are the perpetrator, would you still want retribution?"

Of course not.

People are like this, only when their own interests are being persecuted will they suddenly realize their conscience and wish to use all means to condemn others.

But once their identities are swapped, they will be complacent and feel that they have taken advantage of the sky.

So to speak.
It's ridiculous and ironic.

Lord Reaper's expression was indifferent, and he left holding the scepter.

And the ghost sitting slumped on the ground behind him remained motionless with a dazed expression.

It seemed that she had listened to her words, and it seemed that she was immersed in her own world, regretting endlessly.

After Master Reaper completed this task, he looked through the book of life and death.

There is no new text displayed in the book, indicating that no one is going to die yet.

So, Lord Reaper looked at the time.

It was past twelve o'clock in the morning, and I don't know if he fell asleep.

He glanced at the Book of Life and Death again to make sure there were no new tasks.

So, Lord Reaper dodged directly and came to the hospital.

Came to ward 1025, stood at the door, quietly looked inside through the small window at the door of the ward.

The lights inside have been turned off, it is quiet and there is no movement.

She stood at the door for a while before she appeared.

She was wearing a gorgeous black gauze dress, which hung down to her ankles.

The slender high-heeled shoes were raised slightly, as if trying to push the door open.

But after a long pause, she still didn't open the door.

He stood at the door for a while, then turned and left.

The next day, Jiang Wenxue came early.

When she came, it was six o'clock in the morning, before Yunsi's work time.

The ward was quiet, and the pungent smell of cold disinfectant was still unpleasant.

Today the doctor plans to give He Yan a comprehensive examination to determine the follow-up treatment plan.

But He Yan still didn't cooperate, he hid his whole body under the quilt, he didn't speak no matter how he asked, or he threw things impatiently to make them go away.

(End of this chapter)