Who stabbed me in the back?

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Besides, judging from the current situation, this thing doesn't seem to hurt him much?Otherwise, why didn't you strangle him directly, or pull out his brother as a thorn? Thinking about it, "he" must have some purpose, or a last resort. Generally, under such circumstances, Zhang Yujia thinks it is not necessary to communicate with "him". After all, communication is the foundation of human nature.

So he spent three seconds drafting the words, and then said in the most gentle tone he could: "This, this angel, ah—"

The communication failed again, and the success once again contributed to the opposite effect. Zhang Yujia never thought that if the person he communicated with was not a human being...

So he was rudely turned around again, this time he was not as lucky as the last time, the nightgown with a plush rabbit hat that he just bought was ripped off mercilessly, and the sound of the buttons breaking free Hearing the neighing of the springs under the sofa cushion, it seemed unusually crazy in this silent and lonely night.

Zhang Yujia was completely blown away, he watched Liaozhai from the beginning to the end, any fool knew what he was going to do, he dared to conclude that this was a female ghost, and he wanted to suck his essence and yang energy through making love, Then after sucking him, he turned into a human being, so Zhang Yujia immediately said quickly: "Angel, goddess, fairy, aunt, just let me go, look at me , the birth date is Ghost Festival, it is the fate of the ancestors, you sucked me not only without any yang energy, but also with yin energy, if you let me go... um..."

After talking like a tuberculosis for a long time, his mouth was still blocked by a group of cold objects, and then a soft object like ice cubes protruded in, like a swimming snake with ease, making Zhang Yujia unable to breathe.

Zhang Yujia was helpless with him, so she wanted to bite him, and then squeezed her mouth tightly, thinking that as long as she didn't open her mouth, she wouldn't be able to suck it up, but as if he had peeped into his mind, he squeezed the cold The soft object kept stretching, resisting Zhang Yujia's throat all the time, making him want to vomit several times in a row, but he was blocked by his deeper demands after all.

Zhang Yujia was helpless this time, and was about to think of other ways, but even crazier things had already come.

Who can tell him that his Mickey panties have receded from him while they are on?Why did this 'female ghost' split his legs apart, and what was this quivering hard object against his back door?

Zhang Yujia's head is about to explode, he has already realized that this is not a female ghost, but a male ghost, and this male ghost is using the female ghost's way to ask for his yang energy, as for how to ask for it, this question has already been hoarse with Zhang Yujia Screaming and utterly clear...

Biting coldness and tearing pain coexisted, a heart that was originally lively was ruthlessly torn apart in this silent and cold night, like a ray of moonlight refracted from the window sill, it looked even paler and weaker.

The unbelievably majestic hard object was slowly twitching in his body, without any pleasure at all, as if every time it went in and out, it would tear him apart with flesh and tendons, and then sew it up with needles, Pulled it away again, and I don't know how long it has been repeated.

Zhang Yujia shed tears for the first time in his life, biting the rabbit ears on the hat of his pajamas tightly, he felt that what he shed was not tears but blood, and felt that this was the most painful day in his life, even worse than death .

In the end, he fell into a deep sleep in the overwhelmed pain, babbling in his dreams, and even more nightmares.

And in this night that seemed to be silent with him, at some point, the moonlight penetrated through the thin white mist again, sprinkled on his body, and seemed to reflect his curled up and trembling body even more. Delicate.

At the same time, the cloud of mist crouching beside him seemed to have turned into a human figure, Yuexia gradually revealed his figure, it was still the same time, still the same slender figure, but the person in the dream still did not appear. See, such a thousand words disappear in a sigh.

But today, Bai Ying didn't just stand beside him quietly, but gently wrapped him in the quilt when he was restless, and put all the nightgown he had been holding into his arms Then he hugged him and gently put him on the bed in the room, and then lay down gently beside him, staring silently through the sly ray of moonlight, turning his jade-like skin like a fan His long eyelashes and honey-like thin lips were deeply burned into his soul, and finally he held him in his arms, kissed his forehead, and whispered in his ear: "You are mine now. "

……

It was past eleven noon when Zhang Yujia woke up the next day.

He glanced at the window in a daze, but the sun had already pierced him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. Originally, he should have jumped up with a scream, and then rushed towards the hospital without brushing his teeth, washing his face, or wearing underwear, but just sitting up, that The pain from the back door mercilessly turned up the scene of the frightening night, causing all his revived cells to die in an instant.

He was fucked.

He got fucked by a man.

He gets fucked by a ghost that looks like a man.

Facts pierced his heart like a knife, and then cut his heart piece by piece, dipped in some soy sauce and vinegar and roasted it slowly on the fire, after thinking for a long time, he finally raised his head and cried loudly: "Ugh... Your ancestors belonged to the eighteenth generation, and there are so many women in the world you want to find me if you don't want to, um... This makes me have no face to live, you might as well kill me and suck my yang energy, I would rather change Don't live like a walking dead, I want my dignity..."

and many more……

He realized that he seemed to be really alive.

"Oh, my god, I'm really still alive, I'm not dead, the sky, the earth, the Tathagata Buddha Lord Shiyin Barefoot Immortal, you must have heard my prayers, I'm your most loyal slave fan auntie, the back door It’s nothing to lose, as long as you are alive, you are capital. I am the Bull Demon King, I am the Creator, what can you do to me, I am born again..."

The tearful man who was crying so loudly just now jumped up from the bed, and then turned his face suddenly while bowing in all directions. He was so lively that he completely forgot the heart-piercing scene just now.

For the entire afternoon that followed, Zhang Yujia wandered between the excitement of narrowly escaped death and the misery of losing the back door, causing the entire department to just watch him laughing and crying while twisting his buttocks, which is not surprising.

And Zhang Jie, who promised to give him a Qizai yesterday, took the Qizai and joked with him: "Look at Jiajia's fidgeting and staring eyes. Could it be that she and her girlfriend exercised too much last night?"

"No." Zhang Yujia smiled wryly, God knows if he would be laughed to death by these people if he said it.

At this time, Wang Zheng, who didn't come to work yesterday, interjected, "I heard that Sister Yu was on the operating table for the first time yesterday, and she seems to be tired."

"I think the chrysanthemum was stabbed." Zhang Yujia's face was flushed by Liu Qi's words without warning. In fact, he wanted to yell, "I was stabbed by someone. It's none of your business." The key is who stabbed it. He doesn't even know.

At this moment, Aunt Chen asked concerned: "Xiao Zhang, you don't really have hemorrhoids, do you? Don't procrastinate this disease, the more you procrastinate, the worse it will be."

"Sister Yu also has hemorrhoids? Is it true?"

"Just say it's hemorrhoids, who else is embarrassed now..."

"My dad has hemorrhoids. When he poops, he still... Then he uses his hands... Then he cured it with that XX ointment...",

"..."

Zhang Yujia was in a tragedy. As people from one department gradually gathered together, although they were well-intentioned, they didn't care about the point after all, so he finally sighed and said: "It's not hemorrhoids, I just have too much food at noon. It's just a little uncomfortable."

After the explanation, all the people collectively rolled their eyes at him and returned to their seats, their enthusiasm was shattered, and they continued to receive and chat.

After Zhang Yujia sorted out the cases of a batch of patients, he was going to go out for a walk, so as not to be laughed at by them, he stopped by to find Yang Yun and asked her if there was any follow-up to the corpse yesterday.

But he looked through the entire nurse's office, but he didn't see her figure. Seeing the group of old nurses and new nurses chatting enthusiastically, he finally saw a single person, that was Nurse Zhou who was in the operating room together yesterday. Although he knows that she is not easy to get close to, Yang Yun belongs to her direct management after all, so he bravely walked over and asked, "Head nurse, may I ask where Yang Yun has gone?"

This Head Nurse Zhou is a cold woman in her forties. The cold aura all over her body makes you feel that she is full of scheming and arrogance at a glance, and the words that come out of her mouth are as sharp as knives. It is said that it is because of her. Her indifference caused her husband to run away with another woman. The poor woman she met was also a nurse, and she often came and went with her.

Zhang Yujia was originally holding the heart of being ridiculed, but from her mouth came out a sentence: "Dead."

"Ah?" Zhang Yujia didn't come back to her senses, looked around helplessly, and asked again: "Head nurse, I'm asking about Yang Yun, the one who was in the operating room with you yesterday..."

"Dead." Head nurse Zhou sneered, then raised her head to look at him and said, "The corpses of those who die at home are all rotten."

"Zhou, head nurse Zhou, what are you talking about?! What are you talking about..."

Before Zhang Yujia finished a sentence, she suddenly saw the operation list in the hands of head nurse Zhou. The word "Yang Yun" was crossed with a big red line, which was extremely eye-catching. For a moment, Zhang Yujia felt that her whole body was lost