Chapter 7: Extreme Pulling

Lu Yuanchuan couldn't figure it out, so he could only think of it as his own intermittent brain pumping.

In addition, he took the negative and stubborn resistance script today, so he simply put it up to the end.

"That's it, you have the ability to check it yourself." Lu Yuanchuan shrugged, "It's up to you if you want to be angry or find fault, it's a big deal, what's the matter." ”

On the way to the hospital, the vice president explained the reason to Lu Yuanchuan in detail, focusing on the 'husband and wife interest' of Young Master Wei to scare his fiancée.

Although Lu Yuanchuan didn't understand the interest in this kind of operation, he chose to respect the diversity of species for money.

Lu Yuanchuan sighed.

He has paid too much for this hospital.

Wei Zhaolin repeated word by word: "Death? ”

“!” Mi He's scalp is numb.

For Ω people, life is the most important thing, and in order to continue, in order to live, they can huddle in a cocoon, and they can give up their pure blood.

Hearing Lu Yuanchuan's hard-hearted remarks that were almost 'the head can be broken and the blood can be shed', Mi He was angry and envious.

How can you not be envious?

There is no big group of more than one billion, how dare you say that you don't want to die so heroically?

Humans are amazing!

Mi He felt that she couldn't just let Lu Yuanchuan waste her life, she had to save the other party.

At this moment, her hand was still holding Wei Zhaolin's hand, and in the case of physical contact, Mi He didn't dare to use her spiritual power too presumptuously, so she could only carefully poke out a thin wisp to slightly affect Lu Yuanchuan's thinking mode.

In the next second, Lu Yuanchuan, who was still like an iron-headed baby just now, directly performed a wave of slippery kneeling, and howled with great regret: "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have deleted the surveillance video, I didn't expect it to cause trouble to you, in fact, I regretted it after deleting it, I just said those words just because I couldn't pull my face, please forgive me once! ”

Mi He nodded secretly.

I heard that there is a saying in human beings called 'leniency in confession, strict in resistance', and most human beings eat soft rather than hard, so Lu Yuanchuan should be able to effectively alleviate Wei Zhaolin's anger.

The vice president turned his head to look at Lu Yuanchuan with a frightened face, his movement was too large, and he accidentally pulled the tendons on his neck.

He gasped, covered his neck with one hand, and dragged Lu Yuanchuan with the other: "Yuanchuan, what's wrong with you?" Hurry up, it's cold on the ground! ”

This is not the same as the script that was promised!

Why do you change crews while acting?

After Lu Yuanchuan was helped up by the vice president, his face was stunned for two seconds.

He seriously recalled the brain-dead operation just now, and his hands trembled slightly.

So, he was scared by Wei Zhaolin just now?

But people don't have much of him!

Then why was his mind full of apologizing to Wei Zhaolin just now, and why did he think that as long as Wei Zhaolin could forgive him, he could do anything?

Lu Yuanchuan covered his head and glared at Wei Zhaolin in astonishment: "Am I crazy? I'm nervous, right? How could he be so afraid of you? It's all two eyes and one mouth, why am I afraid of you?! ”

Mi He: "......"

Careless.

She thought that that wisp of spiritual power was enough to correct Lu Yuanchuan's attitude, but it only affected for less than a minute, but if she increased her strength, she didn't dare to ......

Mi He hesitated for two seconds, and gave Lu Yuanchuan another ray of spiritual power.

The consternation and incomprehension on Lu Yuanchuan's face instantly turned into regret and frustration: "What I just said doesn't count, Young Master Wei, please believe me, I really regret it, and I really know that I was wrong!" ”

The vice president felt that the situation was a little wrong, so he secretly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the dean, that is, Lu Yuanchuan and his father.

[Lao Lu, does Enkawa have mental problems?] Or does your family have a history of related genetic conditions? ]

Dean Lu replied in seconds: [?] ]

The vice president couldn't explain clearly, so he simply took a few steps back, raised his mobile phone and began to record.

Wei Zhaolin looked at Lu Yuanchuan for a moment, and then turned his gaze to Mi He, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.

Mi He's throat tightened, and his heart bowed his head.

As soon as she lowered her head, the spiritual silk thread that was already as thin as a gossamer broke again.

Lu Yuanchuan stood stunned for a while, and roared with a white face: "I regret it!" If it weren't for the performance, would I have confessed my mistake? I'm not wrong at all! ”

"......" Mi He can only make persistent efforts.

Lu Yuanchuan was forced to change his face again: "I was wrong, I was really wrong......"

……

Fifteen minutes later.

Lu Yuanchuan, who had performed Sichuan opera eight times in a row, changed his face and went crazy in the ward with red eyes.

"I'm not crazy! I'm not sick! I can't be crazy—"

This extreme pull ended when Dean Lu rushed into the ward with two psychiatrists and four security guards.

Lu Yuanchuan, who was in chaos in his brain and was on the verge of collapse, was dragged out by the security guard with his arm, and was still shouting at the top of his voice when he was dragged away.

"Let go! I'm not sick! It's just a surveillance, how can it drive me crazy! It can't be—"

Dean Lu burst into tears, he saw the video sent to him by the vice president and rushed over with someone, facing the fact that his son was crazy at this time, the whole person had a lot of vicissitudes.

"Young Master Wei, I'm really sorry...... I didn't expect Yuanchuan to be like this, I will ask him about the matter you want to investigate. If there's anything you want to know after that, I'll ...... when he's stable."

Dean Lu choked up and wiped away his tears: "I'll go and see the situation in Yuanchuan first." ”

The two deans left one after the other, leaving Mi He and Wei Zhaolin staring at each other.

Mi He was actually in a panic at this moment, even if she didn't know much about human beings, she guessed that this thing was a mess.

Wei Zhaolin was still calm, as if he didn't take the farce just now to heart.

"Mi He." He raised his hand and pressed his palm against Mi He's temple, "Do you know why Lu Yuanchuan went crazy?" ”

Wei Zhaolin's palm was slightly cold, and the movement next to Mi He's temples was also very light, but Mi He tensed his nerves in an instant, and the whole person entered a state of high alert.

Races that have clashed with Ω Planetarians know that the brain is the only weakness of the Ω Planetarians, and it is also the most vulnerable part of the body.

The key point is so sticky, how can Mi He not be nervous?

She pursed her lips and replied cautiously, "...... I do not know. ”

Wei Zhaolin lowered his eyes, and his thin lips curled slightly.

"You'd better really not know."

After leaving the hospital, Mi He was still thinking about what Wei Zhaolin meant.

Is it suspicious of her? So deliberately tempting?

Mi He bit her lower lip, whether it was or not, she would have to be more careful in front of Wei Zhaolin in the future.

While thinking, Mi He touched his temple.

There is also the crucial question, could it be a simple coincidence?

After getting out of the hospital, Mi Kuan drove the car, looking in a good mood, and chatted with Mi He: "Tut-tut, I didn't expect that Dean Lu's only son would be crazy, and it will be over after that!" Psychopathy, that's all for this life! ”

There are always some people in this world, no matter how well they are doing or not, they don't want others to live better than him, and Mikuan is a typical example.

Mi He was stunned when he heard this.

Can mental illness affect a lifetime?

Since it is a disease, can't it be cured after treatment?

Mi He's head was buzzing, and she finally realized that she seemed to have kicked Lu Yuanchuan from one pit to another.

Mi He took out her phone from her pocket and began typing with extreme sluggishness, ready to send a message to her only human friend at the moment.

[Which outcome is more unacceptable for human beings, imprisonment or mental illness?] ]

A message with a total of 25 words, Mi He held the mobile phone and pressed it for nearly ten minutes.

There's no way, she's really not very suitable for the scientific and technological products developed by earthlings.

The human friend replied quickly.

[It depends on how long you are in prison, but under normal circumstances, you will choose mental illness, in fact, there are many criminals who disguise themselves as mentally ill in order to escape the punishment of the law, as long as they get the psychiatric evaluation results given by the official agency, the law usually deals with them as appropriate, including death row prisoners.] ]

Mi He read it carefully a few times.

Got it.

She did help Lu Yuanchuan, and being treated as a mental illness is equivalent to giving Lu Yuanchuan a gold medal for avoiding death.

That's a good thing.

Mi Heden was relieved.