My Sister is Fuji

Fu Jiang threw a knife at Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun instinctively took it, it was a small scalpel.

"Someone who looks like me will come in later. Use this to kill her."

Zhou Xun's eyes widened: "You're not sister Yan! Are you her sister? No, where are there sisters who look like this, even have moles."

Fu Jiang caressed Zhou Xun's face: "I am the one you love, help me kill that fake. In this way, we can be together."

"..." Zhou Xun clenched the scalpel tightly.

Fu Jiang laughed out loud: "Heck, heck, heck."

……

Yan went upstairs and found several blood stains in front of the ward door.

No one was seen coming up, and an ominous premonition enveloped Yan's heart.

Zhou Xun is in danger!

Yan hurriedly opened the door, but when she was about to touch the doorknob, she couldn't help feeling a little confused: "Am I worried about him? He's dead, and he has nothing to do with me." Calming down, she opened the door and entered.

Zhou Xun was lying on a white hospital bed.

Yan asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm in good health!" Zhou Xun was tightly wrapped in a quilt, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked very strange.

Yanwang Zhou Xun for a long time, made a decision: "Zhou Xun, I don't need you anymore."

Zhou Xun was stunned: "What sister Yan are you talking about?"

"You were dumped by me, don't you understand!" Yan said violently.

Zhou Xun's body trembled violently: "Are you joking?"

Yan turned around and didn't look at Zhou Xun: "I'm going to find someone else." Complicatedly said: "I don't deserve you." She laughed and said: "Other people are much more useful than you, so you can rest here slowly !"

Zhou Xun cried and struggled.

"Dangdang!"

The bloody scalpel fell to the ground, and the blood stained the white sheets red.

Yan froze, turned around and approached, saw the scalpel on the ground: "You—"

"Whoa."

The balcony door opened, and Fu Jiang yelled at Zhou Xun angrily: "Waste, what are you doing in a daze, kill her! What are you hesitating about? She doesn't want you anymore, why are you shy like a dog?"

Yan picked up the scalpel and handed it to Zhou Xun, aiming the blade at herself.

Fu Jiang was stunned: "You?"

"You kill me, I'm worthless anyway!" Yan said to Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun was dumbfounded.

Fu Jiang shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, she wants you to kill her."

Yan calmly closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, without the pain she imagined, her hands clenched tightly.

Zhou Xun grabbed Yan's hand and cried, "It's not like you at all, Sister Yan. It's up to you whether it's worth it or not!" Zhou Xun's blood stained Yan's hand.

Zhou Xun's left little finger was cut off with a scalpel.

Zhou Xun gritted his teeth and said through the pain, "Didn't you still find important people? I have been helping you, please help me too!"

Fu Jiang was angry, and he was humiliated.

Originally, he wanted to control Zhou Xun to kill Yan in order to humiliate her, but he didn't expect to be severely beaten.

Fortunately, I am still ready.

"Oh!"

The door of the ward broke open, and several doctors with scalpels came in.His eyes were red and he lost his mind: "Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang!" There were more and more people.

Fu Jiang pointed at Yan and shouted: "Kill her!"

"Sister Yan, let's go!" Zhou Xun was in a hurry, and grabbed Sister Yan's hand.The doctor holding the scalpel got closer, but Yan just stayed there, motionless.

Raising the scalpel, Zhou Xun hurriedly called out, "Sister Yan!"

Yan smiled poignantly, turned around and said: "You guys stop!" The waving scalpel stopped in mid-air, and everyone behind stopped.

"Ha...ha..." Zhou Xun was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he couldn't figure it out: "Why did they stop?"

Fu Jiang gasped: "Go, go!"

They moved again, and Yan said, "Stop!" They stopped again.

"Come on, you are idiots!"

"Stop for me!"

"Go on!"