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At this moment, Zhao Beixia's scalp was numb, her breathing was heavy, and she felt extremely uncomfortable all over her body.

The next moment, without even thinking about it, she immediately turned around and fled.Stumbling top-heavy, he rushed directly to the bathroom on the other floor, trying to hide in it to avoid the limelight.

The sharp pupils narrowed slightly, looking at her back meaningfully, Ji Xiaoyou's figure slowly poked out from behind the corner, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she was thoughtful.

At this moment, without any warning, the door of the laboratory was pushed open again with a "bang".

The nurse lowered her head and slowly walked out with the test sheet in her hand.

When he came to the table at the door specially used to place the test sheets, he stopped in his tracks.Then, she raised her head, opened her voice, and shouted mechanically: "Zhao Beixia, Zhao Beixia, your test report is out."

While talking, she turned her head and looked around subconsciously.

But who knows, everyone just raised their eyelids lazily, and after casually glanced in her direction, there was no other superfluous reaction.

It was quiet all around, and no one came forward to take the test sheet.

In this regard, nurses have long been familiar with it.The next moment, she raised her hand and threw the test sheet on the table with a "snap".

Then, turn around.

However, just when she was about to raise her legs, she still couldn't hold back, and subconsciously muttered in a low voice: "It's really a coincidence that there is another person with the same name and surname today. Looking at the condition of Zhao Beixia who came this morning It’s not very good, as expected, it’s really terminally ill.”

While talking, she got into the laboratory again.

And because of the distance, the nurse's soliloquy did not fall into words, and all of them floated into Ji Xiaoyou's ears lightly.

Immediately, her pupils narrowed slightly.The next moment, without any hesitation, before Zhao Beixia came back, she hurried over.

When he came to the table, he lowered his head, quickly picked up the test sheet, and then held it up to his eyes for a closer look.

I saw two test sheets superimposed on top of each other. Coincidentally, they had the same name and surname. One was for a test in the morning, and the other was for a test not long ago.

However, the test results were quite different. It was clearly recorded on Zhao Beixia's test sheet in the morning that she was terminally ill.Moreover, the cancer cells had spread all over the body, and they were completely favored by the god of death, and there was no possibility of a cure.

But Zhao Beixia next to Mrs. Fan only had some inflammation in her lungs, and it was a false alarm.Other than that, there aren't any other issues.

Standing there motionless, Ji Mei'er lowered her eyes, her sharp eyes wandered back and forth between the two different test sheets on her left and right hands respectively.

It was just in the blink of an eye, when she had a flash of inspiration, she had an idea.

The Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. Don't blame her for being cruel at this time.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiaoyou remained calm, and put the terminally ill test sheet back on the table again, holding only another real test sheet of Zhao Beixia in her hand, turned around quickly, and returned to the table at a very fast speed. to the back of the previous corner.

Coincidentally, there was a trash can quietly placed there.

When standing still, Ji Xiaoyou didn't even think about it, without any hesitation, when she raised the knife and dropped it, she tore up the real test sheet in her hand several times.

Then, with another vigorous shake, all of them were thrown into the trash can, destroying the corpses and obliterating the traces.

After doing this, Ji Xiaoyou raised her hand, and gently patted the dust on her fingertips.Then, he dormant again, waiting quietly.

After a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Zhao Beixia came out of the toilet, intending to get her test report.

At this moment, not to mention how nervous and apprehensive she was, naturally she no longer cared about other people's strange gazes, and quickly walked to the table.

However, when he lowered his head to sweep, his whole body trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen.

"This this……"

After a long while, Zhao Beixia raised her arm with difficulty, and with trembling fingers, she moved towards the laboratory test sheet bit by bit.

The whole process is extremely difficult, and the arms are especially heavy.Finally, after a long time like a century, she was able to hold the test sheet in her hand.

Grieving and indignantly increasing the intensity, while crumpling the paper, I could no longer control the emotions of grief and indignation, the big teardrops, one after another, like the broken beads, fell down hard down.

Crying bitterly, heartbroken.Sure enough, she really had an incurable disease.

When all the bad doubts and speculations before have been confirmed once, and the life is hopeless, the blow is absolutely immeasurable.

His body was hunched over, his head was deeply buried in his chest, and his shoulders kept shrugging.Zhao Beixia's crying, from the initial choked sobs, gradually spread from small to large, and slowly, it directly turned into a wailing.

Such a heartbroken look, let alone how pitiful it looks.

However, the people around just raised their eyelids, and after subconsciously sizing her up for a few times, they quickly retracted their gazes, still maintaining the previous posture, not related to themselves, and hanging high.

A place like a hospital is the best place to witness life, death and pain.And these people only care about their own health status, so what do they have to do with others?
And the person who watched all this indifferently was Ji Xiaoyou behind the wall.Her deep eyes and sharp eyes remained the same, without any emotion.

However, her purpose was not to make Zhao Beixia feel pain and despair.Instead, he wanted to use her as a sharp sword to stab the real enemy fiercely, so as to achieve the goal of revenge and blood hatred.

Because she believes that survival is a human instinct, especially for those who are greedy and can't let go of the good life in the world.

Sure enough, after venting enough grief and anger, Zhao Beixia suddenly raised her head, and between the shadowed brows, the obsession to survive flashed at an extremely fast speed.

No!She has not lived enough, she must not die.The pension given by Mrs. Fan, a lot of it, will definitely prolong the length of life.

Thinking of this, Zhao Beixia tightly held the test sheet in her hand, and turned around quickly, regardless of the feeling of exhaustion all over her body, and walked out quickly.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyou made a decisive decision without the slightest hesitation, and quietly followed after her.

As for the housekeeper who had been waiting outside for a long time, he became more and more impatient with the passage of time.

One cigarette after another was smoked, and the feet were covered with cigarette butts, making a mess.However, grass has grown in his heart, and he can't wait to go back to the old house.

The old lover is old and yellow, out of shape, with wrinkles all over the face, all the freshness has disappeared.For him who is bothered, how can he match the attraction of his new love.

And the housekeeper's new love is the cook who just came to Fan's house not long ago. She is 15 years younger than him. She still has a charming charm and fair skin.Not moving at all, fortunately throwing a wink or something.Maybe it's because there are more men with experience, they are very good at judging the scale, and know what kind of eyes are the most attractive.

Immediately, after two rounds, the butler of the old mansion's bones were all shattered, and he surrendered directly, involuntarily, deeply immersed in the gentle fragrance of the other party.

She didn't have the slightest ability to resist at all. Naturally, what she said was what she said.

And just when the housekeeper of the old house was distracted, there was a sudden sound of unusually heavy footsteps behind him, the rhythm was very chaotic, and there was obviously a feeling of deep footsteps and shallow footsteps.

When he noticed something, the butler was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then turned his head impatiently.

Immediately, Zhao Beixia looked devastated, her hair was disheveled, her face was stained with tears, and between her brows, there was a look of ashes and despair.

Stumbling towards him, she clenched the test sheet tightly in her hand.

No need to ask carefully, just look at her current demeanor, the cunning and treacherous housekeeper already knows the result.Immediately, there was a burst of ecstasy in my heart.

However, the next moment, this joy was suppressed by him again.On the surface, the butler tried his best to put on a dignified and concerned expression. He flicked the almost burnt cigarette butt to the ground, then hurriedly raised his legs and walked up to him.

"Xia, what's the matter? What's the result?"

When he came close, he pretended to ask with concern, while raising his hand, he held Zhao Beixia's wrist tightly.

"me……"

The body trembled, and the lips and teeth trembled.For a while, she couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

After a while, there was a "wow", and wept bitterly and angrily.At the same time, the soles of his feet softened, and he threw himself directly into the butler's arms.

He raised his arms and wrapped them tightly around his waist.She tried her best to rub against his body, subconsciously wanting to absorb some rare and precious warmth.

After struggling to move the corners of her lips, Zhao Beixia cried bitterly: "I am really terminally ill, what should I do? Tell me, what should I do?"

He opened his throat, his voice was unusually sharp, and his grief-stricken look looked like a poor and helpless child.

Hearing this, the butler's eyes lit up. As he had guessed in advance, this old woman is really terminally ill. It's really wonderful, it's like a miracle.

The next moment, after he frowned in disgust, he still raised his arm, and with a backhand, he gently embraced Zhao Beixia's shoulder.

While patting twice, he lowered his voice and comforted her: "Xia, don't get excited, calm down. Don't be afraid if you are sick. Let's go to the big hospital to check it out. Be good, come on, Let me see your laboratory report first."

While speaking, he increased the strength in his hand, pushed Zhao Beixia away from his side, lowered his head, his eyes were strangely bright, and stared at her for a moment.