But the doctor who just tried to escape with panic on his face held Zheng Quzhi and dragged him to the operating table.

"Shit!" Zheng Quzhi grabs one side of the instrument to slow down his dragging and kicks his legs on the doctor's wrist. The doctor seemed not to know the pain, but he was angered. The ferocity on his face became more and more frightening. He punched Zheng Quzhi with a fist.

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his mother's breath is not good? Wei Yan, those hair amulets are useless?

The head was drowsy, and there was a dull pain in the chest. The smell of blood gradually diffused in this small house, and Zheng Qu knew that the golden color in his eyes appeared again, sometimes light and deep.

"It's just a little evil spirit, your highness. What's the trouble?" Wanqiu's voice faintly rings.

The golden color in his eyes suddenly stabilized. Zheng Quzhi gasped for a few breaths. Suddenly, a carp stood up from the ground. Like a child's fight, one hand wrapped around the doctor's neck, and the other hand was violently swung on his face.

The doctor roared, trying to get rid of Zheng Quzhi.

"Cluck, cluck..."

The little girl's laughter rang out, Zheng Quzhi's movements made her scalp numb in an instant, and she looked back at the place where Xiaoke was just lying. Can only see small can have sat on the operating table, bare legs swaying to and fro, like watching TV watching himself and the doctor's fight.

Zheng Quzhi's breathing was heavy. After listening to his breath for a long time, he hit the doctor with another fist. But obviously, the doctor is not easy to provoke, Zheng Quzhi also suffered a lot of injuries.

"If you don't recite a mantra, you're stupid." The voice of wanqiuwen crepe again, accompanied by a sigh.

Zheng Quzhi ignored him. As soon as he thought about what he had done to Xiaoke and other people, Zheng Quzhi was so angry that he wanted to kill the social scum immediately. However, another clue gradually became clear in his mind.

It's just that when you're distracted, you get a pain in your stomach.

Zheng Quzhi was stunned and looked down at the scalpel on his stomach. On the handle of the knife, the doctor's hand held tightly, the knife moved, and was pulled out by the owner of the hand, and stabbed in.

Blood gushed out.

Small gourd suddenly lit up a red light, was about to solve the evil spirit, when Zheng Quzhi moved and robbed the knife. Wanqiu's action stops and looks at it quietly.

When Wan Qiu didn't respond, Zheng Quzhi had already stabbed Xiao Ke in the chest with a knife in his red eyes. Xiao can's smile froze, looking down at the blood on his body, the whole person was muddled.

"I'm sorry." Zheng Quzhi covers his stomach, and there is a faint coldness between his eyebrows and eyes.

This dreamland is Xiaoke, that is to say, all the things inside are Xiaoke. The doctors here are as terrible as ghosts, which also implies that in Xiao Ke's eyes, doctors are like this.

But the doctor wants to kill him so much. Is this Xiao Ke's idea or the doctor's idea?

Zheng Qu is not stupid, and sometimes he is very clever. He was full of vigor and vitality, but he was actually very sentimental. He had already analyzed it quickly when he was fighting with the doctor.

This is fantasy. Xiao Ke wants to kill him.

After entering several illusions, except for the one in the monastery, the owners of other illusions wanted to kill him. I don't know why, but I still have doubts.

When he hears Xiao Ke's chuckle, he reacts that Xiaoke also wants to kill him.

Maybe it was deliberately to let him see the scene of Xiaoke being defiled by the doctor, or deliberately let him see Xiaoke being ripped open by the doctor. The purpose is to stimulate his justice and let him be killed by the doctor in order to avenge Xiaoke.

Maybe the doctor didn't kill him, but Xiao can let other evil spirits kill him, or even do it himself.

So, he's going to leave this fantasy.

The weapon used to kill Xiaoke was the doctor's scalpel. Zheng Quzhi clenched the handle of the knife, closed his eyes and thrust it downward.

Xiao Ke screamed, scattered into a pile of ash. The surrounding environment was like a piece of paper torn open, and everything gradually became blurred. Zheng Quzhi stepped back a few steps and was about to ask wanqiu when he suddenly became dark and fainted.

***

when you wake up, you will be admitted to the hospital.

With the snow-white walls and injured feet, Zheng Quzhi sat quietly for a moment, only to find out what was different from the past was that Wei Yan was not around him.

Is it still in the dreamland?

Zheng Quzhi frowned. As soon as he was about to go to the ground, someone came in from the door of the ward. The nurse in pink uniform was flushed and said to him, "Mr. Zheng, I'll change your dressing."

Fantasy or reality?

Zheng Quzhi squinted warily and asked, "what about Mr. Wei?"

"It seems to have been called by the police." The nurse blushed with a smile, "the case seems to have new progress, the police are almost gone."

It's reality.

Zheng Quzhi pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed brightly at the nurse: "well, that's really good."

Finish saying, let nurse change medicine to oneself foot. The nurse is probably his fan. Before leaving, he also took out a picture of him and Wei Yan walking side by side from his big pocket and handed it to Zheng Quzhi. With an embarrassed smile, "I'm the CP powder for you and Mr. Wei. Can you sign it for me?"C…… CP powder

Zheng Quzhi suppressed his smile and signed a name neatly. He said with a smile: "it's my pleasure to sign my beautiful little sister."

Coax the nurse's face red, embarrassed to leave, Zheng Quzhi just convergence smile, from the table to touch the mobile phone, quickly call Wei Yan.

After a few times, Wei Yan answered the phone. Her voice was as low and magnetic as ever: "wake up?"

"Wei Yan, there is something inside this hospital!" He lowered his voice and then said, "you know that, too? Should we call the police now? Don't let the police go... "

Wei Yan interrupted him: "we have no evidence."

Zheng Quzhi was stunned and stopped all his words.

"Don't worry, wait for me to come back." Silence for a moment, Wei Yan's voice came again, with the magic of calming people's restless heart.

So Zheng Qu Zhi sank to his heart and bowed his eyes and said, "well."

After hanging up his cell phone, Zheng Quzhi got up and was about to pour a glass of water. Suddenly, his stomach hurt and he sat back on the bed. There is a kind of ominous premonition. Zheng Quzhi holds his breath, opens his clothes and looks down.

The stomach, a small slit is constantly pouring out of the inside of the red blood. The dull pain gradually occupied all the senses of Zheng Quzhi, which made his breath become a little bit short.

The wound in the fairyland was brought out.

When he got up, he didn't know whether it was too flustered or too painful. He fell on the ground again, and the pain on his feet and stomach became more and more obvious.

"Fuck..." Zheng Quzhi felt dizzy, but he was stabbed and got up from the ground with his teeth clenched. He had no time to care about other things. He quickly walked to the door with his stomach covered.

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