Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 254 Liuyun is shocked! ! !

In the middle of the night, before Ji Yuno returned from the underworld.

The imperial capital, hidden somewhere in the prosperous city with a combination of Chinese and Western style villas.

In a hidden room.

A graceful and luxurious woman was sitting next to a young man in a flowered shirt with handsome but greasy features, whispering.

"Son, don’t be angry. It should be ours, it must be ours. Mom has found someone to think about killing Miyajiyu. Now he can only rely on a ventilator to keep him alive and stop breathing. It’s not difficult at all. He is dead. Sooner or later, everything in the palace is yours."

The man is Gong Siyi.

There is gauze on his face, the bruise has not yet recovered, and the gauze is also wrapped around his hands.

Yin Yu's eyes were filled with hatred and dissatisfaction.

"Grandma really said that I was a trash. Even if Gong Siyu is dead and it is someone else's turn, it won't be my turn to sit in that position?"

"Your grandma is eccentric, I can't see you well! Don't worry about these words, dear son, listen to me."

Gong Siyi squinted viciously at his mother, Lu Qingyun, and sneered relentlessly.

"When will mom's people do anything except Gongsiyu?"

"Tonight, an informant from the hospital told me that Ji Yuno and a group of people left the hospital. Bai Feiran didn't seem to know where he was going. He didn't show up for several hours. Now is a good opportunity to get started."

"Heh! Then let's wait for the good news."

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Hospital, inside a sterile ward.

Only Yue Liuyun, wearing a light blue sterile suit, stayed in the ward alone.

He was aimless, and did not want to read a book to review the test questions, sitting on the side of Gongsiyu’s hospital bed, blinking a pair of beautiful eyes with black cosmetic contact lenses, smirking his lips, picked up the pen in his hand, and was in the comatose palace. Siyu painted on his face for a while.

Before leaving, Ji Yuno had asked him to stay by Miyajiyu's side.

Bai Feiran said he wanted to go out and do something, and after leaving for a while, he didn't see him back, but before he left, he had to stay in the ward without leaving.

Liu Yun obediently did so, even if he wanted to go to the bathroom, he didn't go.

Frozen, he painted Gong Siyu wearing a breathing mask with a big painted face, Liu Yun cupped his belly and laughed for a while, feeling tired, threw the pen, and started playing with his mobile phone again.

He didn't notice a red flame pattern on his forehead, looming.

I just feel a pain in my eyebrows from time to time, and I will stretch my hand to rub it.

Recently, he has a headache at every turn. Sometimes, not to mention his forehead, even his eyes sting inexplicably.

He is used to it.

But at this moment, behind him, there was a sudden change.

Liu Yun looked back, and saw a doctor wearing a white coat and a mask, pushing a cart full of medicine syringes into the sterile ward.

"Hello, I'm here to change the patient's drip."

"Oh."

Liuyun replied indifferently.

There was a sudden pain in the heart of his forehead, so he lifted his eyebrows to help his forehead stand up, while freeing a piece of land for the doctor, while staring at the doctor who walked to Miyajiyu's bed with discomfort.

Liu Yun narrowed his eyes with black cosmetic contact lenses.

Strangely staring at the doctor who has taken the starting dripping bottle and is about to change the dressing of Gong Siyu.

"Why don't you come in wearing sterile clothes? I see everyone who comes in is wearing my clothes."

Liuyun is not good at doing questions, but he is not stupid. At critical times, he is not only bright in mind, but also more alert than anyone.

After discovering the problem, he then stopped the doctor's hand from changing the drip bottle to Gong Siyu.

"Also, why is your bottle of drips different from the bottle hanging on it?"

The doctor who was wearing a mask and a white lab coat but not wearing a sterile suit had a stiff gaze, and immediately burst into laughter, "Oh, the sterile gown outside is gone, so I didn’t change it. This bottle of medicine is full. The professor asked me to change the specific medicine for the patient. Are you a family member of the patient? If you have any questions, should you call the professor over?"

Liu Yun clutched his forehead, which felt increasingly intense pain, frowned, grabbed the glass drip bottle in his hand while the doctor was not paying attention, and looked down.

When the doctor saw that the drip bottle in his hand had been taken away, his eyes flashed darkly.

"What are you doing? Give it to me, I have to change the drip for the patient."

Liuyun stepped back and muttered: "Look at what's wrong, you won't die."

When he finished speaking, he stared at the string of English on the drip bottle, and said in a jerky and unskilled manner: "for...malin? What is formalin?" For a moment, Liu Yun suddenly felt that the word was familiar, but for a while. Er froze is unable to remember what it means.

When I scratched my ears and lowered my head thinking, I didn't notice at all. The doctor in front of me was quietly picking up a syringe and hiding it in his hand, staring at him viciously.

"Formalin?" Yue Liuyun muttered over and over again, but the sharp pain on his forehead became more and more intense, making him unable to concentrate.

He was extremely alert, and he couldn't remember the meaning of this word, but he felt someone approaching behind him.

Snapped his eyebrows and looked back!

Seeing the doctor holding a syringe in his hand, he wanted to pierce his abdomen.

At the moment when he realized the danger, Liuyun conditioned his reflex and quickly avoided subconsciously!

The glass drip bottle that he held tightly in his hand was crushed by his bare hands!

Suddenly, a pungent smell of formalin liquid rushed into Liuyun's nasal cavity.

This smell seemed to stimulate Liuyun's nerves!

The pupils were burning, and the black cosmetic contact lenses fell off automatically as if they were being burned. A pair of red pupils seemed to be ignited with fire, flashing with scorching and coquettish blood-red dark lights, and a flame pattern appeared on the forehead's painful eyebrows.

Liuyun seemed to have changed a person at this moment.

No longer lacking a root, but with a bloodthirsty killer in his eyes, staring at the doctor who wanted to stab him with a needle.

"Formalin is for the dead. What do you use this for Gongsiyu?"

In Yue Liuyun's scarlet pupils, there was killing and cruelty that were completely opposite to his character, and he seemed to be another person. At this moment, for some reason, the cold lights of the entire sterile ward flashed and shone like a short circuit. .

"I promised Ji Yuno that when she is away, she must be by his side. You are here... to kill him, then you must die."

The doctor looked at Liuyun with horror, without saying a word, his legs trembled, and he wanted to escape without killing Gong Siyu. When he ran away, he was choked by the ghostly Liuyun. Then, slowly picked up the glass fragments of the formalin bottle from the ground.

Taking off the doctor's mask, cruelly bloodthirsty, sneered in disregard of the doctor's screams, and drew scary **** wounds on his face, which made the "doctor" blind.

The cruel method is totally different from the former Liuyun.

When Ji Yunai appeared outside the ward with Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian, what he saw was the scene of Liu Yun cruelly killing the doctor.

emmm...This is Liuyun's first change. His predecessor is the Undead Lord, you know.

(End of this chapter)