"Please come in. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 In the lounge, Dr. Hu was just lying on his desk and about to rest for a while, but there was a sudden knock on the door, and the husband of the deceased woman just opened the door and walked in.

"You—" Dr. Hu looked very surprised when he saw him here: "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Dr. Hu. The man who walked into the room was pale, trembling irregularly, his eyes staring straight at Dr. Hu—his pupils looked unusually large, almost taking over the entire eyeball.

"Did you really do your best to save my wife?"

"Then there can be a fake," Dr. Hu stood up with a tired face, he saw the man's terrifying eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned: "If your wife can be sent ten minutes earlier, I guarantee with my medical ethics that I have practiced medicine for 20 years, at least eighty percent of the certainty that I can save her, but..."

"What do you mean?" the man lowered his head, his tone trembled a little, and his teeth rattled by himself: "Do you blame me? You mean I killed my wife?"

"Sir, please don't get excited," Dr. Hu hurriedly waved his hand: "I didn't say that." ”

"You didn't say that," the man looked up—his red and swollen eyes staring straight at the doctor in front of him, "but that's what you think! I killed my wife!"

"Sir," Dr. Hu stepped back, his hand groping around on his desk, as if looking for his phone, "Nurse!

"I don't have to rest," the man pressed step by step, his hand reached into the inside of his coat, and he actually took out a fruit knife from his coat: "My wife has rested forever, I want you to go all the way with her now!"

"Sir!"

"Bang!" The door of the lounge was kicked open by Wang Mingyu, and Dr. Hu had already covered his lower abdomen and fell in a pool of blood in pain, while the man with the knife bared his teeth and turned his head viciously, Wang Mingyu clearly saw a terrifying black shadow floating on his head, like a dark and worn cloak floating in the air. It caressed the man's head with its claws, and the man's eyes had turned completely black, staring at the doorway like an empty abyss.

"Damn, it's a step too late!" Ren Chao followed closely behind, raised his right hand and pointed at the head of the knife-wielding man: "Imprisonment Spell!" A red light then struck, and the shadow flickered out, dodging Ren Chao's attack, and directly penetrating the wall and leaving the room.

"Don't run!Zhao Bo, go!" Ren Chao turned around and left the room, taking Zhao Bo with him and starting to hunt down the Spirit Devouring Demon, leaving Wang Mingyu, the man with the knife, and the injured Doctor Hu in the lounge.

"You are also in a group?" The man had completely lost all his mind at this moment, and he actually grabbed the knife and pounced, slashing left and right at Wang Mingyu.

"Friend!" Wang Mingyu hurriedly dodged the fruit knife in the relatively narrow lounge, but the man chased and slashed relentlessly, Wang Mingyu grabbed his manual in a hurry, but this manual was not a magic blade, and a big scar was cut by a knife.

"Calm down!" Wang Mingyu took advantage of the man's slash in the air, the blade pierced into the wooden desk, and quickly hid in the corner, and Dr. Hu next to him was already angry: "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Of course I know!" Although the Spirit Devourer Demon had fled, the man was already hideous, grinning, panting and looking at Wang Mingyu: "After my wife got sick, we sold our house and car, and we went to this fucking hospital to see a doctor, and we spent all our money and died!

"Your wife..."Dr. Hu's eyes were almost open, and he struggled to spit out the words from his mouth: "I have congenital heart disease... When you came here two years ago... I'll just suggest... Surgery... You don't do it... Say our hospital... Doctor... It's all about scamming money..."

"Shut up!" The man pointed a knife at Doctor Hu: "You're fucking blaming me! Blaming me for hurting my wife! You haven't been stabbed to death by me yet," he picked up the knife again and pointed at Wang Mingyu: "You dodge Lao Tzu, this is my affair with this liar doctor, you stop me and stab you together!"

"You say I blame you..."Dr. Hu leaned his head against the wall weakly, "That's right, I'm blaming you... I have an impression of you... You're the opposite of your wife... You only think you're right about what you say... I can't listen to any other opinion at all... Your wife often apologizes to me in private... Say you're stressed... Bad temper ... Please bear with me..."

"Doctor..."Wang Mingyu cautiously guarded against the man and his knife, and glanced at the dying Doctor Hu: "Although I am not a doctor, I think you should save some effort at this time, and it is easier to live with a few words." ”

"My wife, it's just a very good person!" The man heard the doctor's words, and shook the knife in his hand even more excitedly: "That's why I was deceived by you people! I'm not as good at talking as her, boy, if you don't want to dodge, just bury him!"

"Damn, I've never seen such a paranoid person as you," Wang Mingyu looked at a big scar on his manual: "And you can still find a wife like you!"

"Die!"

Having completely lost his mind, the man pounced on himself with a knife, Wang Mingyu was surprised that he was unusually calm at this moment, he saw the man's hand holding the knife, clamped the manual on his arm, stretched out his right hand to the man's hand holding the knife, and his left hand held the wrist of his right hand - this is what Pu Songling mentioned to him: When casting magic spells, the caster often needs to aim with one hand, and hold the wrist with the other hand, which can play a role in assisting in spellcasting.

"Walk you!"

This has to mention another thing that Pu Songling taught: when performing witchcraft, there is actually no need to pronounce the name of the witchcraft out loud, but many monsters or people like to shout like this, it seems that they can strengthen their momentum or what-Ren Chao is such an example.

As Wang Mingyu shouted, the level 1 demon object floatation technique, the fruit knife in the man's hand suddenly bounced away and slammed into the wall.

"Are you scared?" Looking at the man with a frightened face and red eyes staring at him - he seemed to have regained some of his senses, and Wang Mingyu on the other side was also surprised by the success of the demon magic just now - he actually wanted to pull the knife back in the air by the way, and catch it with his hand, it was much more handsome. But because I was not sure, the knife did not catch me for a while but was inserted, and second, this was a murder weapon, and it was not good to stain my fingerprints, so I didn't do it.

"I'll strangle you..."The man lost his knife, his momentum naturally weakened a lot, and he screamed for a few seconds before rushing over, but the door was kicked open again, and this time it was the policeman with a gun who came in.

"Quick! A doctor is seriously injured, and he will be sent to the emergency room immediately..."

Dr. Hu's eyes were completely closed, his lips were rolling, and the others present couldn't hear what he was muttering, but Wang Mingyu, who was standing on the side, could hear it clearly.

"The Grater's Handbook... Who the hell are you..."

The seriously injured Doctor Hu was carried away by the medical staff who arrived quickly, leaving Wang Mingyu to stay where he was - he knew that Dr. Hu would definitely not survive, and when he was dying, he could convey a message to Wang Mingyu like a monster, and he could clearly see that what Wang Mingyu was holding was not an ordinary notebook that had been slashed, but a manual of the Demon Rating.

"At 8:35 p.m. today, there was a serious 'medical trouble' incident in the lounge of Union Hospital in the center of the city, and Mr. Luo, a citizen, was unable to be rescued due to his wife's sudden heart attack..."

"Thanks to the rescue of Mr. Wang, a kind-hearted citizen, the perpetrator was able to bring the perpetrator to justice, but unfortunately the victim Dr. Hu died after rescue efforts failed..."

On the other side of the city, a man in a black hoodie looked up at the news on the big screen in the mall: "I'll soon let you know the fate of being nosy..."