Versatile Mage

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The Magical Dedicated Private Healing Hospital, the beautiful groves and the unique mid-level location make this special patient's hospital even a luxury place that many people dream of. The most frequent visitors here are not the patients, but the caregivers. It is often seen that an old man in a wheelchair is following a team of maintenance personnel, and even the wind speed needs to be surveyed...

There was a huge ward on the fourth floor. Due to the late night, the nursing staff had already dispersed some, leaving some people there for 24 hours. The two nurses were still sleepy and slouching. .

"Mom, I will send you back. You are not very used to it here," said the man with shiny hair.

"I want to stay here," said the woman.

"It doesn't matter, I will stay here to look after it," the man said.

"Well... well, there is work. Without you, I really don't know what to do." The woman looked rather embarrassed.

A home suddenly became this icy look, except that the pain is concerned, Bai Mingjing feels that his spirit must be unbearable.

After the man sent Bai Mingjing, he returned to the fourth floor. His eyes glanced at the man with scar on his face and said, "You will do something for me tonight."

"You can't get your hands, right?" There was a sly man on his face.

"After two o'clock in the morning, I did not think that this dead old man had been so long." Zhao Yougan said.

"You are the coldest person I have ever seen." The injured man opened his mouth and smiled.

"You are not a killer and you are not qualified to talk about it." Zhao Yougan snorted.

The bruised man leaned against the door and watched Zhao Yougan leave, his eyes flashing a bit of bad light.

He has a certain opinion on Zhao Youqian. If he did not pick up his work, his wife would not be eaten by the island monster.

However, following Zhao Yougan is not without any advantage, at least when he inherited Zhao, he can also get huge benefits.

After looking at the watch, Beacon ignited a cigarette and took it leisurely.

"Sir, you can't smoke here, you can go to the end of the corridor." The sleepy little nurse said immediately.

Becken snorted and didn't mind, slowly moving toward the end of the corridor.

"Wait, Mr., we have to inject medicine for Master Zhao. You should let Dr. Mo go in." The little nurse said.

"The door is for you, go by yourself." Becken threw the door to the nurse.

The little nurse took it over and placed it next to it, starting to sort out the things that were needed for the care.

Not long after, a male doctor wearing a mask came over. His eyes glanced with a bit of vigilance and went to the corridor to go to the man, Becken, and soon moved his sight back, he turned The nurse with the door nodded.

Going into the ward, the ward is quite spacious, and all the facilities are complete, but the coldness is revealed from every place.

The ward has floor-to-ceiling windows. The inside can be seen inside. The little nurse immediately pulled in the curtains when he came in. The two family mages who were in charge of the guard seemed to think that this was not the case, but they were glanced at by the little nurse. Still completely pulled.

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"Thank you, it helped me a lot." The male doctor said sincerely.

"You are still as soon as possible, the guy will come over after the smoke is finished," said the little nurse.

The male doctor hurried to the bed, and when he saw the old man lying on his bed with almost no anger on his face, his eyes immediately became red.

In Zhao Manyan's impression, this face has the majesty to control the entire large family, and also has the patience and love for himself, but now it has become like a dead tree, which makes Zhao Manyan have a breath in an instant. The feeling of difficulty!

Taking a deep breath, the whole throat is sour and sorrowful, Zhao Manyan adjusts his emotions as much as possible.

At this time, the face of the old trees was lightly moved, the eyelids opened very slowly, and a pair of eyes with no luster looked tired and looked at Zhao Manyan.

Zhao Manyan stunned and did not dare to speak.

However, the old man was so excited that he tried his best to look over Zhao Manyan’s face.

Zhao Manyan was wearing a mask at this time. He couldn’t think of his father’s recognition of himself in this situation. When the finger without temperature touched his face, Zhao Manyan could no longer control his eyes. Something went away, and the big drops of tears fell down.

Zhao Manyan rubbed his hands with his hands, and there were a lot of things to say in his heart, but he could only choke.

"Dad..." Zhao Manyan is not easy to adjust his emotions. What makes him stunned is that the old man’s hand has no support point, so he falls down...

The eyes with radiant and lustrous eyes were tightly closed at the moment, and the old face was a bit less painful, but there was no more anger.

he's gone.

The heart did not beat, the body did not have temperature, and it really left the world.

There was a dull squatting there, and Zhao Manyan rolled up a huge wave in his heart. The face was so painful and writhing because of this emotion.

"You...have you been waiting for me??" Zhao Manyan looked at the old man who had already left. I don't know how long it took to spit out such a sentence.

At the end of the world school battle, the father was already ill. Zhao Manyan got the news that he couldn’t live for half a month, and they agreed to let him stay ahead of time in order not to let his father suffer the pain again. go away……

However, now that he has been through for half a year, he still hangs that breath.

In order to wait for his own safe news, in order to see his last side... Life has persisted for half a year in this torture! !

Zhao Manyan can no longer control the emotions of his inner depression, and he is crying like a child buried in the chest of this colder man.

The little nurse on the side saw this scene and sighed a long time.

Only when you see one side, you will live and die. In order to see this, you will suffer from the disease for more than half a year. I believe that this half year is far longer for this father than for the whole life.

Fortunately, he waited.

It can be noticed.

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"Sir, there is a smell of smoke on your body, you can't go in!!" Another little nurse outside said loudly.

"The time is up, the smell of smoke is not the same as that of the old guy." The man Beckon smiled.

"How can you do this, it is a patient, as long as there is still a breath, it is a living person." The nurse scolded.

"You still don't know what I am doing?" Becken looked at the stubborn nurse, screaming in the cold, "You are responsible for saving people, I am just the opposite!"

The nurse felt the terrible gaze of the man and could not help but step back.

Becken opened the door and his eyes immediately fell on the face of the man wearing a mask.

"Who are you?" Beacon showed a strong hostility, and the pupils stabbed Zhao Manyan.

"Sir, he is Dr. Mo, he is on duty today." The sensitive nurse said in a hurry.

"Pick off the mask." Bacon didn't immediately start, just a cold command.

"Mr. Becken, don't be so rude..."

"It's none of your business!" Beckon glanced coldly at the little nurse. The little nurse immediately fell into a cold, and he couldn't even say anything.

Beacon walked over to Zhao Man and once again ordered: "Pick off the mask!"

Zhao Manyan felt the strong pressure of this person and his breathing became heavy.

Zhao Manyan recognized this guy, one of the two killers that Zhao Youqian sent to kill himself. This person is a super-order mage, and Zhao Manyan could not be his opponent.

Under the powerful deterrent power of this person, Zhao Manyan slowly took off his mask and exposed his face. It was a slightly sly but beautiful face.

The man Beckon stared at Zhao Manyan, and the murderousness of his body exploded for a moment. After a while, the terrible momentum suddenly disappeared.

"Sorry, I haven't seen you before, Dr. Mo is, how is the old man??" The man Beckon dissipated the aggressive momentum, and his face hangs a smile that is not so sincere.

"? Go, just now." Zhao Manyan replied indifferently.

"Oh?? Then I still have one less sin." said the man, Becken.

"Let the family take care of the matter." Zhao Manyan re-appeared his mask and walked out of the ward with a cold face.

"You can rest assured that with the richness of this family, it is definitely a funeral," he said.

Zhao Manyan took another breath, but he continued to go out. The little nurse also hurriedly followed.

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Leaving the room and walking outside, Zhao Manyan’s breathing became more and more difficult, and the tears that were all in his eyes were still raining.

At the moment when the man said the disrespectful discourse to his father, Zhao Manyan could not wait to tear him into pieces, but he could not do it. His strength is far from the opponent of Beckon. Don't even want to deal with Zhao Yougan who is in charge of the whole Zhao.

Like a walking dead, Zhao Manyan walked on the city street. At night, this demon is still full of flowers, and it is the most squandered Guanyin of Zhao Manyan in the past, but now the whole city is extremely empty in his eyes. Only the dim far end is seen in the eyes!

There is no direction, and you can't see the place where you really feel bright.

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I don’t know where to go, Zhao Manyan only feels that there is a black shadow drifting from behind the side of his body.

Zhao Manyan raised his gaze and found a familiar figure in the darkness slowly coming to himself. His face had a pure smile.

"Old Zhao, I know you are not dead." Mo Fan stepped out of the darkness, and the pace accelerated a few points.

Zhao Manyan groaned, and then a smile appeared on his face, even though this smile was ugly.

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