Chapter 90: Playing in the palm of your hand

Lin Feng vomited so darkly, but he hadn't slept or eaten all night, and there was nothing left in his stomach for a long time, and it was even more uncomfortable to vomit water at this time.

Meng Yao didn't care about him, and followed behind Yingchen with a smile, watching him take out the carrion and throw it on the plate.

After waiting for the five people on the bed to finish taking out, she put the plate in front of Lin Feng, who had just recovered her strength, and said with a smile: "Didn't you ask me for his corpse?" Oh, take it. ”

Lin Feng vomited again, but Meng Yao no longer paid attention to him, but turned his head to stare at the person on the bed: "I don't know when they will wake up." She kind of couldn't wait to see how they reacted to the pile of carrion, which should be interesting.

Mingchen knew what she thought, smiled helplessly and dotingly, took off his gloves and went to the bathroom in the room to wash his hands several times.

Meng Yao walked to the sofa in the corner and sat down, the yin qi in the room gradually dissipated, and the yin wind gradually disappeared, which meant that they would be able to wake up soon.

Lin Feng pushed those rots a little farther away, his face was pale and slightly sickly, he staggered to his feet, walked to the side of the bed and looked at the man condescendingly.

Then a miracle happened, the man's eyelashes moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Feng couldn't hide his excitement, he couldn't even care about his own discomfort, grabbed the man's hand and said, "You finally woke up?" How does it feel? ”

The man opened his mouth, but felt his throat burn. It hurt spicy, and his eyes were a little anxious to ask Lin Feng, Lin Feng realized that it was Mingchen who was too rough just now, hurting his throat.

But he didn't dare to say it in front of Mingchen, so he could only lie and say: "You have done too many examinations, so your throat is hurt, it's okay, just take care of it." ”

Meng Yao looked at Lin Feng with a smile on the side, her eyes were shining, as if she had seen something interesting.

Mingchen came out of the bathroom, and the few people lying on the bed had already woken up one after another, Meng Yao clapped his hands and stood up: "Master Lin, the follow-up treatment is up to you, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go back to sleep." ”

Lin Feng hurriedly sent Meng Yao and Shenchen away with a thousand thanks, and Meng Yao had a somewhat cold smile on his face the moment the elevator closed.

"They're too early to rejoice, right? But I still love the feeling of playing with them. ”

Shenchen rubbed her long hair, and smiled helplessly and dotingly: "It's good if you're happy." ”

Meng Yao and Shenchen went back to the room and just teamed up to play a game. There was a knock at the door.

Lin Feng shouted anxiously outside: "Miss Meng, Ming Shao, something happened." ”

Meng Yao replied while operating the game character behind Lin Feng: "The sky can't fall, you let them think about why they are like this." ”

Lin Feng outside the door was silent, he actually had a premonition that Meng Yao knew that something would happen to them.

At this point, the premonition became a reality, and he raised his hand to knock on the door again, but finally put it down again, turned and went back upstairs.

The few people leaning on the hospital bed were all pale, inhaling more and exhaling less, as if they were about to return to a coma.

He relayed what Meng Yao said to them, and said with a serious face, "What did you do? Don't say it yet? Do you want to die again? ”

The men all bowed their heads, frowning brows and uncontrollable moans. Moaning shows that they are suffering greatly.