Tan Xuan cherished and held the blood-colored lotus flower in his hand. For him, it doesn't matter if this blood lotus is condensed from the lives of his four children, what matters is that this blood lotus carries the ultimate dream of his life, and it is his ultimate hope for the continuation of life.

Tan Xuan put Tan Xuanling on the bed, smiled and pinched his little face, and pulled a blanket to cover him. Tan Xuanling flashed with a pair of big watery eyes, and her lotus-like little chubby hand grabbed Tan Xuan's fingers, and her mouth made a babbling sound.

Tan Xuan laughed, "Good boy, Dad will come to see you later." ”

He propped his hands on his hands and moved his body to the edge of the bed, his feet still wilted and shrunken, and he had no strength, but he had a state-of-the-art electric wheelchair ready for him.

He sat in a wheelchair and swiped his fingers on the control panel, and the wheelchair immediately carried him flexibly behind Wang Yuyu.

The two of them left the ward one after the other and entered an elevator that went straight to the ground.

Along the way, where Wang Yuyu passed, all the doctors and nurses fainted instantly. They traveled unhindered all the way and soon arrived in front of Sun Suhe's hospital room.

Since Sun Suhe arrived here, he knew that he was a layman who was powerless to fight against that inner ghost, and rash action would reveal the details of himself and Alice's side, so he simply relaxed his mind and pursued the principles of eating well, sleeping well, and playing well, and tried to make his mood as relaxed as possible.

At this time, it was more than 2:40 a.m. on August 13, and Sun Suhe was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, a chilling fear swept through his body, and Sun Suhe felt as if he was standing naked in the ice and snow, and a hungry wolf grinding his teeth and sucking blood was staring at him coldly.

He woke up trembling and covered his chest with his hands, gasping for air.

Opening his eyes, Sun Suhe fumbled to turn on the lamp at the head of the bed, and what greeted him was a familiar ward, fortunately, what a terrible nightmare. "His grandmother's, hell. Sun Suhe scolded with a sigh of relief in his heart.

But he soon noticed the two uninvited guests in the room, and at the door of the ward, Wang Yuyu was standing there smiling and looking at him. Behind him was an old man in a wheelchair, who looked quite familiar.

"Mr. Su He, I have something important to ask you for help with, come with me. Although Wang Yuyu said it politely, it used an unquestionable commanding tone, which was very different from his usual way of speaking with enthusiasm that was almost numb.

"Ah, Wang Yugong, now, it's ......" Sun Suhe took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "It's more than two o'clock in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Follow me. Wang Yuyu didn't say much, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Sun Suhe quickly realized that he had no room to refuse at all, thinking of the sudden fear just now, was that really a nightmare? An ominous conjecture swirled in his chest, pressing him out of breath.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his face, tried his best to drive away the foggy sleepiness, then got dressed, picked up his mobile phone, thought about it for a while, and picked up the "finger flower fan" with him, while carefully guarding, he followed behind the old man in the wheelchair.

Sun Suhe didn't take a few steps before he saw several unconscious doctors and nurses on the ground. "Wang Yugong, what's going on?"

Wang Yuyu didn't hear it and walked straight forward. Sun Suhe was shocked, no matter how dull he was, he understood it at this moment.

"Is it you?" Although Sun Suhe thought that in the most extreme situation, Wang Yuyu might also be an internal ghost, but at this moment, he really felt a little difficult to accept in the face of this chilling reality.

Wang Yuyu glanced back at Sun Suhe with interest. "Oh, so you know something, too. I see you've been having a pretty good time these days, I can't see it, it's interesting, aren't you afraid?"

"Scared? Of course scared. But it's useless. If I cry now, will you let me go? If I do, I'll cry to you right away. ”

"Hahaha, it's a bit bold. ”

Sun Suhe smiled bitterly, "That's really thank you for your appreciation." ”

It's the early morning of August 13th, and there are still more than forty hours before 8142323, although I have long thought that the number may be unreliable, but I didn't expect these bastards to attack so much time in advance, can Alice catch up?

Sun Suhe shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about these things. He had already prepared for the worst, and he had been doing self-psychological construction for the past two days, coupled with the previous experience of going through life and death, he finally did not panic and maintained the necessary calm.

He quickly cleaned up his mood and quietly followed behind Wang Yuyu. Sun Suhe knew that a senseless struggle would only hasten his own death, and the more times like this, the more he had to stay calm, like a sniper, calmly waiting for possible opportunities, and then seizing them without hesitation.

Wang Yuyu, Tan Xuan, Sun Suhe, the trio with a strange atmosphere walked through the corridor in silence, entered the elevator, returned to the ground, and walked straight to the door of the hospital without dodging or avoiding.

Mr. Ichiha's subordinates immediately spotted the three of them, and he immediately reported back to Mr. Ichiba, who was sitting and waiting in the reception room. Mr. Ichiba frowned slightly, surprised by the strange combination of these three people. He couldn't understand for a moment why Tan Fuji and the other four people entered the ward, why did these three people come out?

He immediately chased after him with his men. Hanabi and the others also felt a little abnormal, glanced at each other, refused to miss the opportunity, and followed without hesitation.

When Mr. Yiye saw Tan Xuan, who was radiant in a wheelchair, his brows were even more furrowed, where did he look like he was dying? What happened in the ward? He bowed to Wang Yuyu and asked respectfully, "Wang Yugong, where is Tan Fuji?"

Wang Yuyu ignored it and continued to walk towards the door. If it was usual, if it was someone else, Mr. Yiye would have already had a seizure, but in the face of Wang Yuyu, he was afraid of the other party's identity and strength, and before the situation was clear, he had to hold back the anger in his heart and refused to act rashly.

So he followed quietly, and at the same time made a gesture to his men, signaling them to divide a few people to go to the ward to investigate the situation.

Huahuo looked at Uncle Zhang, the old housekeeper of the Tan family who had served Tan Xuan for many years, and wanted to ask his opinion, but the old man also looked dazed. Hua Huo sighed a little helplessly in his heart, glanced at Du Fuxian, and asked him to follow him to the ward to check the situation and protect Tan Keming, while he and Uncle Zhang followed Wang Yuyu.