Chapter 64

Faith

Dr. Zhao is like a slap in the face.

His legs softened, he fell to the ground with a plop, and his face turned pale.

The nurse picked him up quickly, only to find that he was trembling all over.

Cloud words just out of the operating room, several people immediately surrounded her.

"What's going on inside?"

"What are you doing in there? Is there anything wrong with my grandfather?"

Yunci took off his mask and threw it into the garbage can: "I can't die."

what do you mean?

A few people want to ask again, cloud words directly bypass them, go to the end of the corridor.

The dim light poured down, and the wind helped her hair. Her steps were scattered, and her back was cold and lonely.

Several people looked at each other, unable to understand what had happened.

Yunci finds the vending machine, puts two coins into it, picks up the coke, pulls open the top ring with one hand, and pours a few mouthfuls.

The cell phone in my pocket vibrated twice.

It's a strange number.

She hung up without expression.

The other party is still persistent call.

Until the fifth time, Yunci impatiently connected.

She leaned against the wall and threw the coke can into the trash can opposite.

Bang, it's accurate.

"Who?"

There came a man's gloomy voice, which was very nice: "junscher."

Yunci's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tonight, she's not in the mood to deal with this fool.

Ready to cut directly, the man spoke again, the tone is no doubt: "come out, I'm outside the hospital."

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The night wind was cold and the clouds gathered their clothes together and walked out of the hospital.

There was a Maybach parked under the street lamp. Junscher was leaning on the side of the car, supporting the front of the car with one hand, and copying into the trouser pocket with the other. His long slender legs were overlapped, and his posture was excellent and conspicuous.

Seeing Yunci, he straightened up and came towards her quickly.

This picture is familiar, let cloud words a trance.

Memory, as if there is a shadow, like this ran towards her, breaking through the night, with urgency and joy.

Junscher came to Yunci and stopped. Without saying a word, he put his hands into her armpit and lifted her up like a baby.

"What are you doing? Put me down Cloud words to return to God, hard pedal dangling legs.

Junscher turned her in the palm of his hand, a pair of sharp eyes seemed to check something.

I will not let go of anything.

He asked in a deep voice, "where did you get hurt?"

Cloud words were tossed hard, ear tip hair hot: "not me hurt!"

"Is it?"

After junscher was sure, he put her down gently.

I didn't ask who was injured.

Anyway, it's not just a small thing.

Cloud words immediately back two steps, open the distance, finishing the man's clothes.

"Wait!"

Junscher twisted his brows into a beautiful radian and was very unhappy: "you're not wearing the dress I gave you?"

"Dress?" Yunci thought of the carton on her bed: "is that what you gave me?"

"What else?" The man suddenly steps forward, embracing Yunci's waist and aggressive eyes, like a dormant beast: "who do you think sent it?"

Yunci struggled to retreat, and he pressed him step by step.

"Well? Why don't you talk? "

"I didn't think you let go first!" Cloud words perfunctory two.

All of a sudden, she felt a pair of hands swimming around her waist. At last, she was like a hairy cat, and became irritable: "junscher! What are you doing! "

"Don't move!" Junscher clasped her arms over her head with one hand, stroked her waist with the other. His face was gloomy and frightening, and there seemed to be a layer of ice between his eyebrows.