Chapter 944: Entering the Ghost Gate!

That night, Yao Dongting and Lei Li left the castle.

This castle is too gloomy, and it is extremely uncomfortable to stay.

On the way back to the city, the atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange.

It seems that these two men have different emotions about Tang Huan's death.

Lei Li is a fluke, is assured.

And Yao Dongting has regrets and regrets for losing his opponent.

For a top-notch gentleman like Yao Dongting, a good opponent is something that can be met but not sought.

Tang Huan was originally very qualified to be the youngest competitor in the capital.

It's a pity that he chose to end his life in this way.

Is it worth it?

Will Tang Huan regret it?

Lei Li suddenly said: "Once this news spreads, our country will definitely be in chaos." ”

Yao Dongting raised his eyebrows slightly: "It has nothing to do with me." ”

What he cares about is Tang Huan's opponent.

As for domestic public opinion, or other people's views on the matter. Yao Dongting didn't care, and he didn't care at all.

In fact, there was no problem with Lei Li's judgment.

First of all, Tang Huan's death, at least for the entertainment industry, is an unimaginable impact.

You know, he is the king of the global box office. The attention it has received in the circle is very amazing.

Coupled with the rise of Shengtian Entertainment and Datang Film and Television, Tang Huan, the behind-the-scenes boss in the entertainment industry, has a huge halo on his head.

In the business world, Tang Huan is a rising upstart. and the emotional gossip between him and Han Qinghe, China's number one superstar, has received widespread attention.

He's dead?

Once this news spreads, the world will be in chaos.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Yao Dongting couldn't help but light a cigarette: "Tonight is really ups and downs." ”

"Would you still consider joining the club?" asked Lei Li, still unrelenting.

"Not interested. Yao Dongting shook his head lightly.

When Lei Li heard this, he didn't ask any more. He knew that once Yao Dongting decided on something, it was impossible for him to be persuaded by anyone.

"Then I'll make arrangements, let's go back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Lei Li smiled. The mood is very happy.

Yao Dongting didn't care that Lei Li was in a happy mood because of Tang Huan's death.

He has nothing to do with Tang Huan, life or death, and for him personally, there is no conflict of interest.

He was just on a personal note, and he didn't want this formidable rival to fall.

But it backfired, and Tang Huan died.

Even when he left the castle, Tang Huan still stubbornly didn't take his last breath.

But is there any chance he will survive?

No way.

With Tang Huan's injuries at that time, tonight was definitely Tang Huan's last night.

There was no way he would make it to dawn the next day.

……

Early the next morning.

Bai Yan, who had not slept all night, simply dealt with breakfast, and personally sent the scavenger out of the castle.

On the way back, she suddenly thought that Tang Huan was still lying on her bed. You must have left quietly, right?

Bai Yan was a little upset about this.

She didn't want to accompany Tang Huan to see Tang Huan off for the last time.

First, she wants to avoid suspicion.

Second, I am afraid that the scavengers will trouble themselves.

The scavengers had already beaten her after the incident last night.

As White Smoke had guessed, the scavenger had completely seen through White Smoke's plan last night.

She just didn't want to kill Tang Huan.

I don't want to be killed by Tang Huan.

So in the end, I chose to cooperate with Tang Huan to star in this good show.

But a play is a play after all.

How could a woman as wise as a scavenger not see through the careful thoughts of the white smoke?

Last night's beating made Bai Yan understand a truth.

In front of the club's founder, the scavenger, no secret is a secret.

No one can hide from her.

Bai Yan has relatives in his heart, and knows that he is clever in front of the scavenger.

But at the moment, when she was going back to the room. The mood is inexplicably complicated.

She knew that when she returned to her room, she would only see the cold corpse lying on the bed.

This is an inevitable reality.

She sat in the room for half an hour last night, and Tang Huan, who was covered in blood, did not move at all. Even his breath was so weak that it was almost none.

Will he still be alive after this night?

Tang Huan has indeed created many miracles. There are many, and Bai Yan has personally witnessed it.

Including last night, he defeated the head coach like a madman, who seemed to her to be invincible.

Including those of his business moves.

But in the face of death, who can change his life against the sky?

Take a deep breath. White Smoke pushed open the door.

Everything in the room was the same as when she left last night.

Nothing moved. No one has ever touched it, including that cup of tea.

White Smoke had imagined it even before entering the house. Maybe Tang Huan was thirsty, so he got up and drank a glass of water.

Or maybe you feel too dirty. Get out of bed and take a cool shower, then get a good night's sleep.

But nothing happened.

The teacup didn't move.

The door to the bathroom is also tightly closed.

Tang Huan on the bed was still the same as when she left last night.

Lying stiffly.

Bai Yan's heart suddenly emptied.

She took two steps closer and glanced at Tang Huan deeply.

Then, she stretched out two fingers and probed Tang Huan's snort.

If it's out of gas.

She will follow the words of the scavenger and finish the funeral for Tang Huan.

When a man dies, he should be buried in the ground.

Lying in bed like this all the time, it stinks-

But when Bai Yan poked his finger to the tip of Bai Yan's nose, he was shocked to find that Tang Huan hadn't lost his breath yet!

And compared to last night's breath that was so faint that it was imperceptible, Tang Huan's breath at this moment was actually stronger!

Even if it is compared to the breathing of a normal person, it is still weak to the extreme!

But at least, his signs looked like a comatose man. And not the dying man!

Bai Yan's eyes lit up, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly: "How can you be so strong?

Tang Huan on the bed did not move at all, and did not give Bai Yan any response.

But Bai Yan took matters into his own hands and helped Tang Huan wipe his body and change his clothes.

After all this, Bai Yan found another medical team to rescue Tang Huan.

Perhaps, he can come back to life?

When the attending doctor examined Tang Huan's body, he came to Bai Yan with a complicated expression: "Miss Bai, how long has the patient been like this?"

"It's been almost twelve hours. White Smoke said.

"That's amazing—" the doctor was shocked. "The patient's injuries are so severe. As a matter of common sense, it shouldn't even be able to last an hour. ”

"Don't talk this nonsense. Bai Yan frowned. "What's wrong with him? Can he be saved?"

"In my experience, I was not saved. He will surely die. The doctor said professionally. "But I'll do my best to save him, maybe there will be a miracle in him. Or - he just lasted a day or two longer than the average person. ”

The doctor said very frustratingly.

But it's also true.

Even if it was white smoke, he never thought that Tang Huan would be able to hold on until now.

"Do everything you can to salvage. ”

Bai Yan exhaled a breath of turbidity and said, "Use the best medicine, use the most expensive equipment." Don't be afraid to spend money. Got it?"

Of course the doctor understands.

Would a woman who could own such a luxurious castle in Paris be short of money?

But—in the eyes of the doctors, even the best medicine, the most expensive equipment. Can this patient be brought back to life?

It's too hard.

Tang Huan has one foot and has already entered the ghost gate.

Maybe even the Meng Po soup has already been drunk.

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