Chapter 973 Shengchun First People's Hospital 30

   It's over!

Dead!

  Yang Jie's legs were so weak that he couldn't even take a step, almost being dragged forward!

  The "person" next to her finally stopped, she turned her head slowly, "You can't walk anymore?"

  In the darkness, Yang Jie couldn't see her face.

  However, she could feel the stench coming to her face when she spoke, as well as the sharp and gloomy voice.

   "It's, it's okay."

  He squeezed out these two words from his mouth with difficulty, his upper and lower teeth trembling, making a rattling sound.

   "Then keep going."

  The words of this person came faintly.

  Yang Jie knew very well that he couldn't leave anymore, and if he died, he really couldn't go back. The boss had disappeared a long time ago, and he felt that he had no hope of living this time.

  But he still has parents and a company in his family, and he has to inherit three properties!

   Yang Jie lost his mind, took off his coat in an instant, pulled out the hand stuck in the elbow of the thing, and ran towards the door.

  Almost at the same time, the ghost thing rushed towards him, and there was a sound of howling wind from behind, and a sharp stabbing pain from the back of the neck to the waist. The sharp melon of that thing scratched across the skin and flew in the air, and the next claw would directly kill him!

   "Help!"

   This is the last cry before dying.

  Obviously, it’s already so close to the door, it only takes two steps to get there! He has never been so desperate at that moment.

   Just when he thought he was going to die, a light suddenly lit up at the door.

  In the darkness, the shadow that was chasing Yang Jie was stabbed back by the light, which also bought him precious time.

  Yang Jie desperately rushed out of the corridor door.

  The speed couldn't even stop, and he rushed directly to the stairs, stumbled and fell to the next floor.

  He escaped?

   actually escaped!

  Yang Jie looked at Fu Anan who was standing at the door, feeling as if he had passed away. The man who was originally somewhat sissy shed tears that were not too precious.

   "Boss, I almost died, woo woo woo!"

  Fu Anan didn't come to take care of him in a hurry, and was busy extinguishing the candles in his octagonal lantern. This thing burns so fast, seeing the speed of dripping wax, I feel a little distressed.

   After Yang Jie vented, he sat on the ground and howled in pain.

  He just fell from the top of the stairs to the bottom, and there was a serious scratch on his back. The blood slid down his back and stained his pants red.

  He needs to be bandaged.

   Fortunately, this is a hospital, full of doctors and medicine.

  Like Mu Zihan, when these doctors are not transformed, they will still give treatment. Yang Jie's back was stitched up a few times, and he was lying on the hospital bed, becoming a real patient.

  For this reason, the ordinary players upstairs came down one after another.

   At best it sounds like visiting, at worst it sounds like asking for news, asking how Yang Jie got hurt. When they heard that they encountered a ghost hitting the wall in the stairs, the faces of a group of people became serious and they were a little thankful that they were not the ones who encountered this incident.

   Some of these people are honest. After listening to so many free information about Yang Jie, seeing him lying on the bed, he suggested, "He is in this state now, maybe it is not convenient to move around at night, or move to the sixth floor tonight."

   "That won't work, why?"

  Hearing this, the woman who said she wanted to go up by herself jumped out to object, "Before, Fu An'an said that no one is allowed to be special, and everyone should be fair. Why can he go up when he is injured?"

   The next few chapters are relatively late, everyone go to bed early~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)