Chapter 999 Departure (26)

   Three minutes later.

  Master 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.

   "At 11:59:36 p.m. on June 15th, Xue Dahe, male, 35 years old, was tortured to death due to serious abdominal injuries. He was 35 years old."

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

   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 frightened.

   Apparently, he didn't realize 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 be 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.

  Everyone is 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 switched, 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.

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

  It seems that she has listened to her words, and it seems that she is immersed in her own world, regretting endlessly.

   After completing this task, Lord Reaper looked through the book of life and death.

  There is no new text displayed on 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.

   Another look at the book of life and death, to make sure there are no new tasks.

  So, Lord Reaper stepped straight away and came to the hospital.

   Came to Ward 1025, stood at the door, and 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, and then she appeared.

  A gorgeous black gauze dress, long down to the ankle.

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

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

   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)