Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

"Neuropathy!"

The doctor cursed and closed the door directly.

He has been working in the industry for more than 30 years. This is the first time he has heard such a request. A patient sent to the emergency room has to be pushed out halfway through the rescue? This has never been done in ancient times!

This family member is good-looking, but why is he so wicked?

The doctor cursed and returned to the emergency room and ordered to continue. No matter what the patient's condition was, the doctor would do his best to treat the patient.

……

Qi Yan woke up and stared at the pure white ceiling in a daze for a while, then turned her head and saw Jiang Yi.

There is only one bed in the VIP ward, which is equipped with a sofa and a rest bed, all common household appliances, and even a plant landscape for decoration.

Seeing that she had woken up, he looked at her and said calmly: "You are sick."

"...Nonsense." She fainted, but she was ill. "What did the doctor say?"

Jiang Yi looked at her and said, "I did a blood test and it was found that you have blood cancer, which is leukemia."

She smiled suddenly: "Isn't that good? It saves you trouble."

The girl's lips were bloodless, and her smile was extremely weak.

Jiang Yi suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said, "You can't die. This disease is not terminal. I have a lot of money to save you."

"Save me?" She seemed to have heard a joke, "Don't you always want to kill me? You killed me several times in the dungeon."

Jiang Yi's eyes were cold, but calm and rational, just like his voice was steady: "Your life is in my hands, it's not up to you what I want to do."

"Okay, that's up to you." Qi Yan pulled the quilt and closed her eyes to rest.

After a while, she felt the man approaching and pulled the quilt casually. The movement was not gentle, but it covered her tightly.

Doors open and close.

D77: [Sir, the target has left. 】

Qi Yan then opened her eyes: It seems that my guess is right, the emotion of final abandonment has affected him.

Sometimes, habits will subtly affect a person, and the same goes for emotions, not to mention the emotion of two souls becoming one.

The feeling of final abandonment took root in Jiang Yi's heart, and even if the roots were uprooted, the traces left by the roots would still remain, so Jiang Yi would subconsciously take care of her, and even he himself didn't notice this.

That cup of warm water is the best proof.

Qi Yan suddenly felt that there was an extra road in the dead end. Although it was a narrow passage, she could still try to get through it.

If she was healthy, he might be able to kill her cruelly the next day.

But if she is sick and takes retreat as a way to advance, and arranges for D77 to change her body and create an illusion, his attitude will be different when she faces a life-or-death crisis.

She made the right bet again, even though the final abandonment had disappeared, the emotion caused by inertia still remained in Jiang Yi's body.

Although this feeling is far less intense than the final abandonment, it is enough to make Jiang Yi restless and be led by her every move.

Next, it's her home court.

For the next month, Qi Yan stayed in the hospital for treatment, taking medicine, recording, and receiving chemotherapy regularly.

Chemotherapy will cause a lot of hair loss, almost half of which will be lost. In order not to make patients anxious and burden their lives, doctors will recommend that patients shave their heads and actively cooperate with the treatment.

In this regard, Qi Yan's attitude is: she can't shave even a little bit.

She was not sick to begin with, and all the disease data were forged by D77. The hair loss caused by the drug would not occur in her case at all, so she resolutely rejected the doctor's advice.

After a month of treatment, the doctor was surprised to find that her hair was not affected by the drugs at all and was still black and smooth, with strong roots, which is rare in the history of medicine.

The doctor from the dermatology department next door hurried over to check the situation. In fact, in the hospital, all patients with hair loss belong to the dermatology department. The veteran doctor has been in this industry for decades, and this is the first time he has seen a living example of hair loss during chemotherapy.

It's not that this situation doesn't happen, but it's too rare, at least not in this hospital.

Just as the old doctor was eager to knock on the door excitedly, a strange conversation seemed to come from inside, and the woman's voice was weak and full of excitement.

"I never noticed it was so slippery before. Why does it look sticky but not sticky?"

"Actually, it's a bit cold. Can you give me one more?"

The elderly doctor was silent at the door of the ward. What were the young people doing in the ward in broad daylight?

In the ward.

Qi Yan was sitting on the bedside, playing with a smear of black liquid in her hand. She then sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, crossing her legs, browsing the news with her mobile phone in one hand, and resting her other hand casually on the armrest.

His fingers were long and slender, with beautiful bones. The index finger turned into thick black liquid and extended infinitely, like stretched plasticine. The other end was held in Qi Yan's hand.

She pinched it from time to time, watching his expression.

The latter's expression was cold and unchanged, as if he was unconscious.

Qi Yan grabbed the piece of black liquid and shook it, as if shaking a rope, "Give me another one."

Jiang Yi raised his eyes, his gray pupils flashed with displeasure.

She covered her forehead and spoke softly, as if she would dissipate at any moment, "It seems that the fever has returned, and I don't have any strength. I feel dizzy."

Jiang Yi frowned, unable to hide his worry, stood up and approached the head of the bed, pulled her neck, and put his forehead against hers.

This is the method she taught him. The head has less subcutaneous fat and rich blood circulation. It can compare temperatures the fastest and is much more accurate than the hands.

The temperature is normal and there is no fever.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the girl's eyelashes were very long, fanning gently like a feather fan. He stood up and left, "Stop pretending."

He complained, but the middle finger of his right hand turned into a black liquid, slowly flowing along the edge of the bed and into the quilt.

The black liquid itself was a little cold, and it made her tremble when it touched her body, "It scared me."

A smile flashed across Yan's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He sat back on the chair and scrolled through his phone.

Qi Yan observed the surroundings calmly. There was no fluctuation in the space, and the sharp sword representing order never appeared. Could it be that deforming the next part would not cause the order to be corrected?

Or is it that he didn't show it clearly enough? Does it have to be transformed back into its original form as a whole?

It seems that we can only use the old method.

The bottle of medicine that inhibits the copy's ability was hidden at home. She had to find a way to get the medicine.

Suddenly, a voice of surprise came from outside the ward: "Senior Brother Jiang, what are you doing at the door?"

The old doctor known as Senior Brother Jiang smiled awkwardly: "Nothing, just wandering around, wandering around, Xiao Liu, what are you..."

"Ah, I'm going to arrange something with patient 039."

The old doctor immediately waved his hand: "Then go ahead and knock on the door before going in. I don't know what those two young people are doing."