Chapter Two Thousand and Eighteen Ye Weilan, I'm below, waiting for you!

Twenty years ago, they had a successful blood exchange, and those two girls are now alive and well.

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After all the doctors and nurses had disappeared, Ou Ruoqiong, who had been sedated in the hospital bed, opened her eyes.

Her eyes were clear, and there was no trace of madness.

The nurses here sympathized with her, and when they saw that she had been crazy for a long time, they thought that she was really crazy, and did not conduct a comprehensive screening of her mental elements.

Moreover, whether she is crazy or not is not at all important to this group of cold-blooded doctors.

Ou Ruoqiong lay on the hospital bed and wept silently.

She misses the past life surrounded by glory and wealth, and above ten thousand people under one person.

At that time, she was the only princess of the Holy See, noble and beautiful, no one in the thirty-six countries was provoked, she had whatever she wanted, and she was sought after wherever she went.

Such a beautiful day, now I think about it like a dream.

If she hadn't provoked Ye Weilan, assassinated her, and crippled her, Qi Ye wouldn't have ruined her face and body, and the Pope wouldn't have left her alone, she wouldn't have lost everything and fallen into this state of immortality.

Ou Ruoqiong regretted it......

However, there is never a regret in this world that you can take medicine.

Ou Ruoqiong recalled the glorious and beautiful years of the past for a while, and her eyes showed resentment little by little.

That slut's husband and father treated her so cruelly, she couldn't have willingly become her burial object.

When she died, the woman's life was cut off.

When Ou Ruoqiong thought of this result, her mood was indescribably happy.

Her glazed gaze shifted slowly.

There were no sharp weapons around the ward, and the walls were covered with thick foam pads, so that no one could be killed.

The bed is equipped with an automatic alarm system, and the alarm will sound whenever she gets off the ground.

There were monitors in all four corners of the room, and those people did everything to prevent her from committing suicide.

But, do they think that in this way, Ye Weilan will be satisfied?

A hideous smile appeared on Ou Ruoqiong's face, and her gaze slowly fell on her knees.

Hidden between her knees was a packet of colorless and odorless poison, left behind by a delicate and beautiful man.

How she met him, and how he hid poison in her wounds, she couldn't remember.

She only remembered one sentence.

This thing will help you achieve your wishes in the future.

Her wish is to drag Ye Weilan's slut to die together!

Ou Ruoqiong slowly straightened up, her eyes widened, and with all her strength, she beat her left knee with her fist like crazy.

The alarm in the room jingled, and two or three nurses rushed in, two of them holding her down skillfully, and one of them giving her an injection.

Ou Ruoqiong let them fiddle, her eyes staring straight at the snow-white ceiling, and an inorganic and strange smile appeared on her face.

Ye, Wei, Lan!

I'm down there, waiting for you!

……

Warm sunlight shines on the riverside.

Under the colorful flower tree, pink petals flutter all over the sky, and on the thick trunk, a delicate swing hangs.

The pink jade man in white clothes and black hair, his delicate feet are swaying, his laughter is like a bell, light and smart.

"Brother Ye Bing, why hasn't the sun come out yet?"

"He's sleeping."

"Shame, Lan Lan doesn't ...... bed"

Qi Ye gently pushed the swing, looking at her smart big eyes and pure smile, the satisfaction in her heart was indescribable.