Knock knock knock......

The door of the ward was gently opened, and I was a little surprised by the people who came, I had thought that anyone might come, but I didn't expect my mother to come.

After the death of my father, my mother took on the burden of the whole family alone, and the wrinkles on my face never lightened for a day, and I became more and more haggard day by day, and the last thing I wanted to see this injury was my mother, because I didn't want her to worry.

Seeing my mother hurriedly pushing the door in, looking for me in a panic, seeing that my leg was in a plaster cast, there was no blood on my face at all, and my heart fell to the bottom in an instant, and I hurriedly walked to the bed, holding back the tears in my eyes, and looked at me anxiously.

Because my mother couldn't speak, she sat tightly on the side of the bed, kept holding my hand, stroked the plaster gauze wrapped around my leg from time to time, and looked at me uneasily, but unfortunately in my mother's eyes, I can't communicate with her at all now, and all I can do now is to hold my mother's hand and comfort her.

The arrival of my mother surprised me, surprised me, and made me feel uneasy, did Anya tell her mother?

I can't tell my mom the fact that I have an eighth sense right now, no!

"Are you awake, how do you feel, is there anything else uncomfortable?" Feng Shuiya suddenly walked in, saw that there was another person next to the bed, a little stunned, looked at it and said again: "Is this aunt?"

I nodded slightly, looked at Feng Shuiya with a straight face, and then said, "Why are you here?

Feng Shuiya was a little shocked and a little overwhelmed, and hurriedly shook his hand at my mother and said, "Auntie, don't get me wrong, she and I are ordinary friends!"

"My mother is deaf and mute, and she can't hear it, and you are gesturing there, but I'm afraid that I don't understand it, but I understand it. Looking at Feng Shuiya, he replied.

Feng Shuiya seemed to be a little relieved when he heard me say this, and he was willing to listen quietly to my question and answer me: "Xixi, the situation outside is roughly divided into two factions, one is Feng Mozi's fans, and the other is asking him to apologize to you. Also, that agent is out there. ”

"And then?" said angrily when he heard that the agent was also coming.

"I chatted with her outside for a while, and she said that she asked you to publicly apologize to Feng Mozi, otherwise she would mobilize public opinion pressure to target you!"

Feng Shuiya paused and said:

"When I saw you a few times ago, you were still very simple, why did you get older and hotter these times?"

After Feng Shuiya finished speaking, he smiled heartily again, and said evilly: "Yes, it should be old and spicy, otherwise how will I be my Feng Shuiya's wife!"

When did I become a lady?

He replied without showing weakness: "Hey, who is your wife? I haven't promised you from beginning to end? You are not allowed to take advantage of the fire to rob!"

Feng Shuiya smiled evilly and said, "Coincidentally, what I know best is to rob while the fire is burning!" After that, he fell into my ear in front of my mother and said: "We have all walked the street with me, drank coffee, appeared at the press conference to sprinkle dog food, and ...... I'll carry you out with your foot broken, you say...... Isn't it my lady yet?"

After Feng Shuiya finished speaking, I didn't know what my mother was comparing in front of me, but when Feng Shuiya left, my mother was very happy, and this guy didn't even give me a chance to defend himself.

This damn eighth sense is not bright when it should be aura, and so bright when it is not! I really wish I couldn't see it like a blind man at this moment, and I wouldn't be so angry and so sad.

Lying on the bed, I crossed my fingers and calculated carefully, the fifteenth day of the seventh month is already close and cannot be near, in a few days, will the Immortal King really help me?

Also, Shao Chengzheng's death, Shao Xun's death, and most importantly, why she was locked up here, and why she was locked up here.

But there is no doubt that only the old lady can solve all the riddles, and now as long as the old lady speaks, then the death of Shao Chengzheng in the past, the death of Shao Hua and the current Chairman Feng can be explained!

Thinking of this, he suddenly slapped himself in the face, and accused himself indignantly: "What are you doing for them? Don't you know that you have already ended up like this? Why do you still want to help them? What does their life and death have to do with me? What does their family's affairs have to do with me?......... Yan Xixi, don't care, don't ask, and don't think about it!"

In the afternoon, the sun was softer and cooler than at noon, but the pain in my body made me not sleepy in the afternoon.

After dinner, the patients in the same ward turned on the TV and inadvertently changed the channel, a news flooded the entire ward, which also made me tremble, and I didn't dare to say a word, only heard the patients in the same ward say:

"Why is this scary! What has this person done that lacks conscience?" said the person who spoke was a Sichuan aunt, and the aunt next to her bed said in surprise.

"This year, everyone has it, these three young men must have done something wrong, otherwise why would they die so miserably!"

There is not much information about the deaths of these three people reported on TV, and there is not much introduction and camera specificity

Not much information about them was revealed on television, but it was enough to see them scared to death, all of them with frightened faces, mouths wide open, and purple and black faces reflecting wide open eyes.

When I saw that the aunt next to the bed felt sorry for them, I was even more indignant, why should I feel sorry for them? Why should I pity them? If I hadn't angered the gods, how could I have become like this.

Mom seemed to see my unhappiness, shallow hold and gently patted my hand, after, suddenly I felt that there was something on my lips, a sip, my heart was suddenly sweet, because this is my mother made me white fungus porridge, or my mother knows me best, whenever I am sick, my favorite drink is white fungus porridge, the rest of the things even if I make them, I don't eat, the first few times I was sick the most missed is my mother's white fungus porridge, but my mother didn't have the opportunity to make me a few times, but this is also good.

I wanted to take the bowl and drink it myself, but I didn't expect my mother to hit it hard, but it didn't hurt very much, at this time there was actually no eighth sense, I could also clearly feel that my mother was blowing white fungus porridge one by one, spoonful by spoonful to feed into my mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes moistened. No, I can't cry, I can't let my mom see me crying, or she'll be sad again. The gauze in front of me also took care of me at this time, and it didn't get soaked quickly, because I loved her and didn't want her to be sad.