Zhang Liuling didn't ask much, and Su Lixiao and Zhao Qian stood there, not knowing what was going on, they didn't know why Jiang Yue suddenly vomited blood, and they didn't know why Jiang Yue suddenly had no heartbeat.

The two of them stood there for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Su Lixiao and Zhao Qian quickly left from the corridor of the ward, and Zhang Liuling waited for Zhao Qian and Su Lixiao to leave, he stood there silent for a few seconds before walking towards the room again.

After he arrived at the ward, Jiang Yue's mind was in a mess, she didn't understand why there were those words, her eyes looked at the person who came in, and the first thing she said was, "Why do I have a picture of me after I die?"

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, the whole person stopped there, and his eyes looked at her fixedly.

Jiang Yue was still asking him, "Why?"

She sat on the bed extremely vulnerable, her face was helpless and confused, as if she had come to a completely strange world, she was full of many doubts, and she didn't know how to face it all.

Huo Shaoting didn't answer her.

Jiang Yue's pupils were constantly trembling, and her eyes suddenly appeared with horror, and in the next second, she raised her hand, and she stroked her hand with each other.

It was found that all the touches were real, that she had body temperature, that she had a pulse, that her skin was soft.

She sat silently on the bed for a long time, then looked away from her hands and at the person who was still standing.

Her voice was a little weak: "What the hell is going on? Is this a dream?"

In the face of her repeated inquiries, Zhang Liuling looked at her.

Jiang Yue looked at her, moved her lips, and slowly said the first sentence, "I'm really the kind of thing Shi Nian said, right?"

After Zhang Liuling heard her words, he wanted to walk towards her.

And after Jiang Yue had all the memories rushing into her mind, she kept shaking her head, her body kept retreating, she felt fear, she felt that the whole person was abnormal, for his approach, she began to want to escape, wanted to dodge...

So she really rushed down from the hospital bed and wanted to get out of the ward, but the moment she went out, Zhang Liuling's hand hugged Jiang Yue's body hard, hugging her to death, he frowned and looked at her, and his voice was very strong: "Jiang Yue-"

Jiang Yue couldn't accept it, he raised his face to look at him, "I'm already dead, why am I still alive?" What the hell is going on?"

She asked him for the answer.

Zhang Liuling's hand clasped my body tightly: "You calm down first, and I'll tell you when you calm down."

Jiang Yue couldn't calm down at all, who could accept the fact that he was dead, and who could accept the fact that he was dead but still alive.

"You let go of me, let go of me!"

She wanted to leave here, but when her body experienced a catastrophe just now, the whole person's vitality had not recovered, in the case of extreme emotion, she only felt that the breath in front of her nose was suffocated, her eyes were dark, and her consciousness began to collapse little by little, she just struggled twice in Zhang Liuling's hand, and her body began to fall forward uncontrollably, and she suddenly began to faint again.

Then, in the next second, her whole body fell directly into Zhang Liuling's arms, and after Zhang Liuling fell into her arms, his hand held her head in his arms, and the other hand held her body, and did not move her again.

After Jiang Yue fell into his arms, there was no movement for half a minute.

Zhang Liuling's hand didn't know how long she had been holding her head, and when she felt her breathing gradually smoothing out, her body began to slowly soften, Zhang Liuling's hand gently stroked her cheek twice, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the bed with her.

His unwavering face, without any change, carried her on the bed and lay down, after putting her on the bed and lying down.

Zhang Liuling's eyes watched, Jiang Yue opened her eyes in a hazy consciousness, and when she opened the gap between her eyelids, but her consciousness was very short, after seeing Zhang Liuling's face, she fainted again, and after she fainted again.

Zhang Liuling took the quilt and covered her

。

How could she be the kind Shi Nian said, she was just resurrected in that one in a hundred million miracles.

Her body is no different from normal.

Zhang Liuling's gaze on her cheek was like a pool of deep well water, and no one could see through it.

Jiang Yue had a long dream, and the dream was a picture of her sleeping in the arms of her mother, Mrs. Jiang, when she was a child, and she was the most clinging to her when she was a child.

She is young, and Jiang Yue is small, she has been coaxing her to sleep.

Jiang Yue actually felt that she was sleeping well and comfortably in her dream, and then, she dreamed of the thick smoke, and she saw a figure in the thick smoke.

The figure was standing in front of a large hall and was talking to a monk, and he said, "I just want her to come back to life, no matter what I do."

He said, "Whatever the method, try it, as long as it's the way."

Jiang Yue couldn't see the monk's face clearly, and she couldn't see the figure in the hall clearly, she only felt that his voice was familiar.

Then the picture turned, and there was chanting again, and the sound of chanting was continuous.

The black figure standing there knelt on the futon, the fog cleared a little, his whole body was haggard, his eyes were red, his hands were propped up on the futon, and the whole person was constantly panting.

"Jiang Yue, Jiang Yue."

He had been reading Jiang Yue's name, and in the next second, after he had read her name for a long time, he closed his eyes and sighed loudly.

The corners of his forehead were wrinkled.

Then she saw that the lantern on the tablet in front of him had been burning faintly in the hall.

Jiang Yue wondered what was wrong with him.

Then the monk appeared before him again and said, "Stop, all her usual belongings are on that tablet, but she doesn't live on them, maybe she has dispersed, no one is gone, and it is impossible for her to come back."

Jiang Yue didn't know how long it had been since that picture.

She only knew that the man's face had changed without any expression, the whole person seemed to be in a trance, his face was full of exhaustion, and his eyes were thick black blue, and she said to the old monk, "Try again."

"It's been a million times."

"One last time."

In the whole hall, the smoke was so thick that it was even more difficult to see, and there were monks constantly burning things there, not knowing what they were burning.

As soon as the wind blew in, the incense ash all over the hall began to scatter in all directions, flying all over the sky, like a huge sandstorm in the hall.

Blowing those figures into a blur, as if they were about to be blown into a cloud of sand.

Jiang Yue felt that she was not dreaming, but wandering in the hall, she actually shuttled through the person's body, and after shuttling past, she looked at her body and immediately turned back.