Chapter Forty-Eight: The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me 11

Now, the little girl's hand was aimed at her, if it was just her hand, but she had a gun in her hand.

Wu Yu was lying on the ground and didn't know what to say, Lord Heroine, I said yes to you, what did I do to kill her, this innocent person, is this really the charm of Mary Sue, making stupid humans more and more stupid, and implicating an innocent person by the way.

She squinted and couldn't help sighing, it's good to have a heroine by her side, and it's not a small benefit to herself, but she saw two people hurrying to the entrance of the forest.

The little girl pulls the pistol.

Jiang Linlin subconsciously lay down to block, Wu Yu was in pain, it was really painful, and I don't know if it was the two of them who lined up, according to the distance, the bullet couldn't hit her, just because of Jiang Linlin's kindness, she was shot.

The little girl didn't fight again, she disappeared into the dense forest, and the two people who walked in didn't chase her, and the big one saw her pitiful appearance and started to call, and after the call, she picked up Wu Yu and walked out.

A hint of loneliness flashed in Jiang Linlin's eyes, and he took Nangong Annoy's hand and followed.

Private underground small hospitals, everything, either handsome or strange, but it is undeniable that everyone's skills are very good, either medicine to the disease or medicine to the death, can always make people painless and disaster-free.

Fortunately, Wu Yu is finally extremely Tailai, and if she is too unlucky, she will turn around, at least she has not reached the point where the medicine is killed.

However, she was not lucky, because she was crazy, God knows why hitting the calf and stomach would cause a stroke that caused cardiovascular and cerebrovascular blockage and brain tumors plus blood clots, in short, Wu Yu became a psychopath, that is to say, she was crazy.

There is no need to ask Wu Yu, because she lives in another latitude, not two-dimensional, not three-dimensional, not four-dimensional, the latitude of her life can be regarded as the latitude of God's life, isn't the so-called god the absolute overlord of a certain place, in her world she is a god, but in the eyes of outsiders she is just a psychopath.

She entered a hospital for the treatment of mental illness, the so-called hospital is just to feed the patients and prevent suicide, and there are also people who actively want to help treat patients, but Wu Yu's luck seems to have been good in this regard, and she happened to catch up with the doctors who are actively treating.

There are some various needle marks on her body, her body is very easy to leave scars, after the injection, it is always green here, purple there, dense needles and more and more like a masochistic scene make people who see her always feel stunned.

Due to her mania in the early stage, she was tied to the bed all the time, and it took a few years to let go of her, and she lost a lot of weight in the past few years, and it looked like she had a handful of bones left.

There are not too many people who come, a fixed few, come and go, and they always don't meet together, I don't know if it's intentional or really so coincidental.

Everyone will say something when they look at her, plausible, as if they are guarding against someone, and sometimes they will say something that seems sincere, but the real and false are mixed together to make people believe which sentence, so they have to not believe it.

It doesn't matter who says it, as long as you don't need to wear a mask in front of someone who doesn't understand anything, it doesn't matter if you understand it or not, anyway, it's just a matter of throwing it up.

When Jiang Linlin came, he was always followed by a big man, he was like her loyal dog, she called him Ah Qiu, the autumn of autumn, she never called him right, except for one time, they quarreled in front of Wu Yu, she called him Qiu Zijiao, that was the only time the two broke up unhappily.

She always said something that didn't matter when she talked to her, such as the flowers in the yard blooming today, like the flowers she liked when she was a child; For example, Nangong is very obedient, don't worry; For example, when she was a child, there was a person she knew whose death day was approaching.

Every time he said this, Jiang Linlin couldn't help but cry, little by little, soaking his eyelashes and wetting his cheeks.

Wu Yu always didn't react, if he was tied to the bed, he would look at the ceiling in a daze, if he wasn't tied up, he would look outside through Jiang Linlin for a long time, his eyes were empty, and he couldn't see what she was thinking.

Once while he was talking, Jiang Linlin burst into tears, Wu Yu looked at it for a while, walked up and wiped her face awkwardly, and his mouth was like coaxing a child: "Good girl, don't cry." ”

Jiang Linlin cried more and more fiercely, this demeanor and action were very similar to the look she coaxed Jiang Yiyi when she was a child.

Jiang Linlin choked up and asked, "Yiyi, are you getting better?" ”

It's good that she didn't speak, but as soon as she spoke, Wu Yu suddenly became excited, and waved his hand to knock Jiang Linlin to the ground.

At that time, it was already ten years later, Wu Yu had been suffering from neuropathy for ten years, according to Jiang Yiyi's age, she was already thirty-four years old, but she looked like a person in her forties and fifties, and the years passed faster on her.

It took her three years and more than a thousand days and nights to calm down, but because of this she was tied back to her bed, and when she put it down again, she became more and more stupid, like a toddler who has nothing to do.

Jiang Linlin never came again.

She didn't come, but Qiu Zijiao began to come often, from one month to another Wednesday to every day, this is just a change in two years, and he often has nothing to say, and Wu Yu is silent.

Wu Yu always wants to be quieter when he sees him, the two of them are more like people who are forced to live in the same room, there is nothing to say, they do it themselves, Qiu Zijiao sometimes looks more like a person who is immersed in his own world than Wu Yu.

And when Nangong was annoying, he either followed Jiang Linlin or Qiu Zijiao, repeating a question to the stupid Wu Yu every time.

He asked, "Woman, do you remember me?" ”

He couldn't see any other expression on her face than a stupid laugh.

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