2nd floor of the inpatient department.

Lao Zhang walked into the ward and saw Gu Yunlan, who had been sitting by the window for a few hours, shook his head and stepped forward, "The black light is blind, what is there to see." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pushed the wheelchair.

After a hundred days of breaking his muscles and bones, Gu Yunlan felt that the fight with Murong Ting was really not worth it, and it was not until he saw Murong Qian in the hospital in the past few days that his mind changed.

He thought that before he thought of a way to keep Murong Qian by his side, it was also a happy thing to be able to see her like this every day.

He sat here, looking at the parking apron, as if he had first met Murong Qian.

When he was a teenager, he was stunted and thin, and the Murong Mansion in his eyes was the largest place in the world at that time, with the courtyard wall only lower than the city wall, and soldiers patrolling.

But he was not afraid, he climbed the wall of the backyard of Murong Mansion every day, just waiting for Murong Qian to carry the food box, sneak through the corridor to the back door, and need to find someone to help.

In this way, memories coincided with reality, and a dark shadow broke into his line of sight, and he hurriedly shouted "don't move" when he felt the wheelchair turning.

Lao Zhang's whole person was frightened by the sudden shout, and looked at Gu Yunlan's excited gaze, at first he only saw a few people walking around sporadically below, and when he saw a car with its lights on, he saw Murong Qian, who was scary in front of the car.

You can see it all... Although Lao Zhang was a little speechless, he was more relieved.

He said, "It's really rare that you didn't directly rob Miss Murong with your temperament." ”

"It's not that I haven't thought about it." Gu Yunlan sighed, as if he had regrets, but the fear overflowing from his eyes shining like stars was his truest emotion, "Some strings are tightened and will break." ”

He can force her, but he can't help but give her a choice.

He wanted her, not a corpse.

The car drove smoothly down the road, through the neon Shanghai-style buildings, the increasingly noisy new-style alleys, the rows of shikumen, and finally drove through a deserted place, stopping at a slum where the government did not care.

There are many slums like this around Haicheng, large and small, and they are either people who can't live in the city, or poor families who have moved to work nearby, and some refugees who have fled.

The area where Murong Qian and the others arrived used to be a cemetery, a shantytown that had only been formed in the past two years, but there were already thousands of residents.

As they approached, they smelled a sour smell of decay.

Get off at the moment, the flavor is even stronger.

Wei Ranrao was so used to smelling formalin that he almost didn't spit it out, he clenched his hands into fists to cover his mouth and nose, and looked at Murong Qian worriedly.

wanted to say, "Just say that this is not the place where girls should come", but saw Murong Qian's calm and calm face, and he didn't react.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "You have disappeared without a trace in the past three years, shouldn't you have gone to Xiangxi to drive the corpses!" ”

Murong pulled the corner of his lower lip, "Did you get the gun?" ”

The gun she took out out of thin air in the car last time was given to him by his stepmother Liu Jie for self-defense, he thought it was useless, so he put it away in the car, not wanting it to really come in handy.

Since that time, Wei Ran has taken it with him when he goes out.

He nodded and patted his chest, and Murong Qian nodded reassuringly.

At this point, Wei Ran didn't know what to say, as if he was the one who was protected, which made him lose face as a brother, but it seemed that he had no capital to show off when it came to swords, guns, and fists.

But even if he lost his life, he couldn't let Murong Qian come to this kind of place alone.

(End of chapter)