Chapter 1181: Look, You're Always So Cruel

Bai Mo's gaze had no focus, just like a fragile child, without the grace and calmness of the past, his body was thin, sitting on the bed like a withered tree, he only reacted after hearing Wen Youchen's answer, raised his hand, looked at his palm, the red gem that he had held in his palm from beginning to end, the sharp stinging pain in his chest, reminding him to look back on what happened last, Yan Bai stabbed him in the heart, and then what ......

The thick black eyelashes drooped, and he frowned slightly, as if he remembered it, and then ...... She fell.

That's right.

Bai Mo clenched the ruby cuffs in his palm again, and did not turn more depressed or depressed as Wen Youchen imagined, but actually hooked the corners of his pale lips, with a very cold smile, a faint chuckle, and a very light tone, as if he was talking about a ...... Extremely understatement.

"Oh, that's right."

Then let them all go and accompany her.

Bai Mo's voice was hoarse and calm, he raised his eyelashes, the amber eyes embedded in the sockets were only dark and treacherous, Bai Mo in the past could still vaguely see the feeling of a young man, there was still light in his eyes, but now it was impossible to see through it at all, Wen Youchen didn't know why, he felt goosebumps rise all over his body, he looked at Bai Mo, and didn't understand him......

"Get rid of me." Bai Mo's gaze fell on the face of the stunned doctor on the side, the doctor's face was incredible, as if he was looking at some inhuman creature, probably not understanding why Bai Mo was able to wake up so quickly, and the physical condition on his body was recovering at a very strange speed.

The doctor listened to Bai Mo's words, and reason told him that those drainage tubes and catheters could not be removed, Bai Mo had just woken up, and the wounds on his body had not recovered, but he didn't know why, he couldn't say half a word of rebuttal, his body was like a manipulated puppet, he stepped forward, nodded, and then called his assistant to push Bai Mo to remove the catheter on his body.

When he came out, Bai Mo came out in a wheelchair, he didn't have the strength to stand up for the time being, Bai Mo's hospital gown had been changed, and he put on a straight and proper suit, the ruby cufflinks were pinned to the cuffs of the suit, and a new pair of gold-rimmed glasses were on the bridge of his nose.

Wen Youchen stood in the corner, I don't know why, I felt that the white ink in front of him had become a little unfamiliar.

"Where is she?" Bai Mo spoke again, he looked particularly calm, and his gaze fell on Wen Youchen's body coldly.

"The morgue of the hospital." Wen Youchen spoke, Bai Mo heard Wen Youchen's words, and then helped the wheelchair to the morgue on the first floor of the hospital, Wen Youchen could see that the newly changed bandage on Bai Mo's chest had been stained red with blood, and it had vaguely penetrated into the coat he was wearing.

……

In the morgue, the staff opened the drawer of the ice storage, and inside was a pale corpse, the head and body were separated and misaligned, the limbs of the body were twisted, the bones were broken, and the originally beautiful face was only a blur of flesh and blood.

"Poof......" The corners of Bai Mo's mouth overflowed with blood, his lips were dyed scarlet, he pulled up the corners of his lips, and his voice was hoarse.

"You see, you're always so cruel."