The current Ye Xingbei especially misses the former Gu Wuye.

Although the current Gu Junchai is more calm, more imposing, and looks more attractive to a successful man, she still prefers the angry Gu Junchai who she used to be, and she can't help but want to go crazy.

Because of that kind of Gu Junchai, he is happy.

Meanwhile.

in the hospital.

Guo Mu was lying on the hospital bed, one hand handcuffed to the head of the bed, and the other hand was pierced with liquid.

The doctor had given him painkillers, but he still had pain all over his body.

He heard the doctor who treated him say that the darts that had been shot at him had been soaked in the medicine.

The liquid could slowly corrode his muscles and nerves, causing him to fester.

If he only has three or five injuries, even if it is eight out of ten, as long as the symptoms are treated, he still has hope of healing.

But he was injured in too many places, more than 30 places.

The liquid slowly corroded the muscles and nerves of his body, and the current medicine could only delay the onset of toxins in his body, but could not save his life.

He thought that he was not afraid of death.

But when he clearly felt that something was devouring his body and life, he realized that the taste of waiting for death was too terrible.

Moreover, it is not good to die.

The process of the drug eroding the muscles and nerves was painful beyond his imagination.

It's like someone taking a blunt knife and cutting his muscles piece by piece, and then gradually peeling all the muscles off his bones.

In the past, he couldn't imagine that a person who was suffering like this could still be alive, and he was sober and alive.

He could hear the doctors and nurses around him, as well as the police.

His eyes can be rolled.

He could still feel the pain all over his body, but he couldn't speak, he couldn't move.

He became a complete wreck.

Ironically, the police were afraid that he would run away and handcuffed him by one wrist at the head of the bed.

For him at this moment, death is relief.

But the most tragic thing is that he can't even die.

He was in a trance, wearing an oxygen mask on his mouth and nose, his lips trembled for a long time, he couldn't pronounce a syllable, and he couldn't even beg someone to kill him.

Pain, remorse, despair, all kinds of negative emotions buried him, and he suffered both physical and mental torment.

Just when he was worse than dead, he heard someone talking around him.

A very soft female voice said, "Eh, have you heard?" The eldest lady of the Fang family died, died in the detention center, and was strangled to death by the prisoners in the same room. ”

Another relatively clear female voice said: "Of course I heard about it, this is the biggest news today, and I also heard that Fang Mingzhu and our ward are accomplices, it is Fang Mingzhu who bought our ward to kill people, it is really a wicked person with evil retribution!" ”

"That's it," the soft female voice echoed: "I saw a photo of Fang Mingzhu on the Internet, the little girl who looks so beautiful and delicate, is so heartbroken, it's really unseemly." ”

"Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky," said a clear female voice: "We won't live long in the ward, and on Huangquan Road, they can still be companions, I just hope they won't be bad guys in the next life......

The voices of the two men faded away.

What else they said, Guo Mu couldn't hear clearly.

But he had already heard it very clearly, Fang Mingzhu was dead.