013 Two Mr. Fei

In the high-class ward of the aristocratic private hospital, the instrument for testing vital signs suddenly beeped, and the engraved lines on the instrument were suddenly raised, and the little girl in red, who was deep in the soft mattress, suddenly bounced her body violently, and stood up semi-upright.

Although the little girl was half-standing, her eyes were still closed, her head was lowered, and her whole body was limp and half-paralyzed. She seemed to be manipulated by some strange force, and the various tubes on her body were full in an instant, as if they were about to break in the next moment.

Mr. Fei, who was standing in front of the hospital bed, dressed in a long-sleeved Tang suit and like an old monk, suddenly opened his eyes, and the gossip mirror in his hand made a strange creaking sound and shook abnormally.

It's not good, the magnetic field changes, and the disk is different.

Mr. Fei's hands clenched the gossip mirror tightly, and the two sides played for a long time, but they couldn't contain it. The gossip mirror finally took off its hand, flew out, and clanged into the ward.

"What's wrong, Mr. Fei?"

Hearing the voice, Xuan Zhen and a few bodyguards, who had been nervously waiting outside, immediately pushed the door in, and were shocked for a moment when they saw the golden disc-shaped gossip mirror in the ward flying around, hitting the equipment in the room one after another.

Seeing Xuan Ge in a semi-upright state on the hospital bed, like a puppet doll wrapped in a coil, Xuan Zhen couldn't help but panic.

"Little Song!" he shouted, about to rush forward.

was dragged by Fei Jian, who was following behind, "Mr. Xuan, it's too dangerous, you can't go over." Fei Jian dragged Xuan Zhen to the middle of the bodyguards and ordered, "Look after Mr. Xuan." He walked towards the golden gossip mirror that was jumping and flying in the room.

The gossip mirror was thick in the middle and thin on all sides, and under the rapid operation, it was really a moving king of destruction, and everything it touched was either cracked or shattered.

Mr. Fei tried hard to control the crazy gossip mirror, but his skills were limited, it was not his thing, and the gossip mirror did not recognize him as the master.

Seeing Fei Jian holding a sharp weapon and heading in the direction of the gossip mirror, Mr. Fei shouted: "Don't touch it, it's a baby." ”

Can babies hurt people at will?

Fei Jian glanced at the little girl hanging in front of the hospital bed like a rag doll, and his heart ached, he clenched the weapon in his hand and threw himself into the gossip mirror.

At this time, the door was slammed open, and a low, round old man rushed in, and when he saw the terrible chaos in the house, he was angry and rushed to the door. He let out a loud shout, then stepped forward with his legs, bowed down and pressed down, posing in an Arhat pose, pinching a trick with both hands, his lips flying, and chanting words. The gossip mirror seemed to have divine sense, and immediately stopped moving, and then converged the beam of light around it, and rushed straight towards the low and fat old man, and it fell into the old man's hand in an instant, and it was quiet and motionless.

"Senior brother!" Mr. Fei saw the chubby old man suddenly rush out, and his face turned bloodless in an instant, "I, I... It's just curiosity, play with it. He hurriedly explained.

The chubby old man looked at him coldly, ignored it, walked to the hospital bed in two steps, saw the little girl lying on the bed, glared angrily, grinded the gossip mirror in his hand, and the various tubes on the little girl's body were recycled, and the little girl was firmly pressed to the bed again.

As her body touched the bed, the little girl suddenly opened her eyes, exerted all her strength and shouted, "Daddy!" and vomited a large mouthful of bright red blood.

"Xiaoge! Xiaoge's father is here!" Xuan Zhen pushed away the bodyguards stacked in front of him, and rushed to the hospital bed in a few steps, "Dad is here, Xiaoge, Xiaoge?" Xuan Zhen helped the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and nervously grabbed the little girl's hand.

But the little girl had closed her eyes, her head hung slightly, and there was no trace of life anymore.

A series of instruments in front of the hospital bed to detect vital signs have turned on red lights, and the lifeline has become a smooth straight line, and at the same time, with a "beep", all the lights are dimmed.

"Xiaoge, Xiaoge, what's wrong with you? don't scare Dad!" Xuan Zhen realized something, and tears were about to fall uncontrollably.

Mr. Fei's face was decayed, and he squatted down with a "poof".

The short and chubby old man took two steps forward, stood in front of the hospital bed, tried the little girl's snort first, and then reached out to break the little girl's eyes to see, and found that the pupils had dilated, he shook his head and sighed lowly: "Miss Xuan is gone, Mr. Xuan, please mourn." ”

Hearing the words of the chubby old man, Xuan Zhen couldn't hold back any longer, cried loudly, and fell to the ground with a handful of noses and tears.

Fei Jian also gathered in front of the hospital bed, looked at the little girl deeply, his strong chest twitched slightly, and tried to suppress the anger in his heart. Later, Dean Liao and more than a dozen doctors stood on the periphery of the ward, instantly blocking the wide ward.

Fei Jian clenched his fists, his teeth creaked, step by step, and walked towards Mr. Fei with a loud voice.

He's going to kill him.

Mr. Fei's body trembled, "Senior brother, save me!" Mr. Fei completely lost the swaggering Qinggao who had just been in the ward, and crawled towards the chubby old man like a lost dog.

The chubby old man looked at him in disgust, kicked him away, and said, "Dog, you dare to steal my magic weapon and cheat, you are not seeking money, you are killing you." ”

As soon as these words came out, in addition to Fei Jian, several other bodyguards also cheered up, rolled up their sleeves one by one, and gathered towards Mr. Fei.

Xuan Zhen also stopped crying, he put down the little girl's hand, stood up straight, took off his glasses stained with tears and handed them to the secretary. The secretary of this compartment has already handed over a soft and white wet cloth, he took it and wiped it on his face carefully, threw the wet cloth towel on the ground, and the secretary changed a new pair of eyes for him and handed it over, he took it and put it on, and straightened out his short hair meticulously. Everything was cleaned up, and he became a polite and urbane person again.

He beckoned to Feijian and the others, "Don't be rude, take it first." ”

Fei Jian responded yes, quickly restrained Mr. Fei, cut his hands back, and used the transparent hose on the infusion bag as a rope to tightly wrap Mr. Fei's two wrists tightly from behind, and then tied them firmly. Mr. Fei screamed in pain, and another bodyguard picked up a roll of white bandages in the medical operation plate, and stuffed the whole roll into Mr. Fei's mouth, with a rough and direct action.

Dean Liao and the white coats were all dumbfounded, from the guests who were still high up just now to the prisoners who were completely reduced to the subordinates, it was only half an hour. Looking at Mr. Fei's miserable situation, they were a little unbearable in their hearts, and they all retreated silently unconsciously.

It's such a reality, either a life-saver or a murderer, doing things for the rich, and always walking on the tip of a knife.

Dean Liao inevitably has a sadness connected with the same qi.

"Listen to what this gentleman means, this person is a charlatan?" Xuan Zhen asked, "Who is this gentleman, and what is the relationship with this Mr. Fei?"

The short and chubby old man was about sixty years old, with white temples, and he also wore a modified robe of Tang costume, because he was short, the bottom of the robe basically touched the ground, and people looked a little funny.

"My name is Fei Beizhuang, I am a professional Taoist, because I can drive dreams to save people, and I have indeed saved a group of people, so I have a small reputation in the industry. The short, round old man introduced himself.

"Are you 'Mr. Fei'?" Xuan Zhen frowned, he looked at the other Mr. Fei who was cowering in the corner like a dead dog, and said, "Then who is he?"

"He is my junior brother, also surnamed Fei, his name is Fei Changde, he was picked up by my master in Changde, we are all orphans, and we follow the master's surname. Fei Beizhuang said.

Two Mr. Fei?

Everyone was stunned.

Xuan Zhen reacted the fastest, and he said, "Isn't he 'Mr. Fei'?

Fei Beizhuang nodded and said, "If Mr. Xuan wants to find Mr. Fei who can drive dreams to save people, then I am the 'Mr. Fei'." The younger brother has no roots, only a little bit of learning from the master, and he has been looking at feng shui for some farmers in the countryside, looking at the luck of the ancestral graves of the family, etc., and he has never done anything about using dreams to create 'continuous activation' to cure diseases and save people. Saying that, he looked at Fei Changde viciously, and said: "This old boy didn't know where to get the letter, a few days ago he suddenly stole my magic weapon and the gossip mirror disappeared, but I didn't expect to be invited by Mr. Xuan to treat Miss Xuan, so I was easy to find!"

Fei Changde's head was lowered.

Fei Jian was angry, and punched Fei Changde in the face, and immediately his nose bleeds, and he couldn't stop bleeding.

Suddenly, Fei Changde twitched in pain.

Everyone in the ward gasped.

Xuan Zhen looked at his personal secretary Miss Zhang with burning eyes, and there was anger in his eyes, but he couldn't hide it.

"Mr. Xuan, I don't know! I really don't know, I took Fei Jian to personally look for Mr. Fei's house, this Mr. Fei was at home at that time, and Mr. Fei was not there! We explained our intention and asked him if he was Mr. Fei, and Mr. Fei responded in one bite. The female secretary was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she was about to kneel, she pointed at the bodyguard Fei Jian, and then pointed at Fei Changde.

Feijian bows his head and defaults.

Fei Beizhuang shook his head and sighed: "I happened to go to the Taoist Association for two days and was not at home, and my junior brother came to the house as a guest. ”

Since then, the truth has been revealed.

A half-hung decrepit product, who actually harmed his precious life of his baby daughter like this, Xuan Zhen was furious, and immediately gave birth to the heart of wanting to eat Fei Changde alive.

"Mr. Fei, do you think the little girl can still be saved?" Xuan Zhen asked with difficulty.

Fei Beizhuang shook his head, his tone was not without regret, and said: "When people die, the lights go out, I'm too late." ”

Xuan Zhen's eyes were instantly blood-red, he looked at Fei Changde, and said word by word: "Kill him, Feijian." ”

Dean Liao, who had already retreated to the door, and the white coats seemed to have heard some fantastical words, the hospital is a sacred place to save lives and help the wounded, how can they kill people? But the low air pressure that lingered in the ward was so overwhelming that Dean Liao opened his mouth twice, but he didn't make a sound.

Three or four bodyguards came over and pushed Dean Liao and the doctors behind him out of the ward.

Fei Changde's screams like killing pigs suddenly came from inside the house: "Senior brother, senior brother save me!"

Dean Liao shook his head, he took it as a matter of his own saute, he raised his hand and waved away the white coats that were thrown out with him, and he also strode away.

In the ward, Fei Changde couldn't care about the blood on his face, he crawled to Fei Beizhuang's feet, hugged Fei Beizhuang's legs, and cried and howled: "Senior brother, you must save me, our master is just our two apprentices, you look at the face of the master and his old man, for the sake of the master's spirit in the sky, you save me, save me, I didn't mean to, I also want to save people!"

Fei Beizhuang was crying bitterly with tears and remorse by his snot, and he inevitably moved his heart of compassion.

"Wait a minute!" He stretched out his hand to stop Feijian's straight footsteps, turned to look at Xuan Zhen, and said, "Mr. Xuan, give me a little time, and I'll go in and explore." ”

"The little girl is still saved?" Hearing his words, Xuan Zhen rekindled his hope. I've heard that strange people like them have some psychic methods.

"I'll take a look at the situation first. "Knowing that it is impossible to resurrect the dead, Fei Beizhuang still left the pass and did not say death. Maybe he can get some of the little girl's last wishes when he goes in, ease the father's anger a little, win some compassion, and maybe save Fei Changde's life.

There is hope, no one wants to give up, Xuan Zhen didn't even think about it, and he responded in one bite.

Fei Beizhuang took out the gossip mirror, opened the formation, pinched a trick with his backhand, and immediately sank into meditation.

In the dream, the raging fire rolled up in the wind and waves, and instantly rushed towards Fei Beizhuang, who had just stood still, was choked by a mouthful of smoke and coughed violently, he endured the discomfort of his lungs, and tried to open his eyes in the fire to discern everything in front of him.

When I saw it, I was immediately angry.

This dream......

This dream, how can it be this dream?

Looking at the fire that was getting closer and closer in front of him, his heart was dripping with blood.

Fuck Fei Changde, you won't lose a thousand cuts.

"Xiaoqing!" he shouted.

But in response to him was billowing smoke and sweeping flames that could consume everything.

Xiaoqing is dead, he knows, otherwise this monstrous fire will not be ignited, and it will not collapse everywhere.

He slumped to the ground with a tongue of fire above his head that would devour him at any moment.

This hundred-mile scene, although it does not see the light of day, is his painstaking and lonely work, after more than 30 years, it can be said that it is a pure artificial landscaping created by exhausting his life's hard work. Although it can't be called a real dream, it is not easy for him to do this with a mortal body, but he didn't expect it to collapse like this.

He couldn't shed tears of heartache.

"Ahh He coughed out his lungs as he raised his head to the sky and shouted.

In the ward, Fei Beizhuang, who had just settled down, opened his eyes suddenly, and his pupils turned red into a bloodthirsty beast in an instant, "Fei Changde, Lao Tzu killed you!" In the surprised eyes of everyone, Fei Beizhuang picked up the medical tripod beside him, rounded his arm, and smashed it at Fei Changde regardless of it.