Chapter 3: Non-Other
The First People's Hospital of North City.
The smell of disinfectant fills the nose and smells bad.
Ward V587.
A man with heavy makeup, exaggerated lipstick, and colorful hair that could not be seen was lying quietly on the hospital bed.
Click.
The door to the ward was pushed open, and a short-haired woman in high heels walked in angrily.
Closing the door, the woman threw the bag directly on the hospital bed, crackled and said: "Okay, you Yunhuang, I haven't been to the crew for a day, you actually caused me so many troubles." ”
"You don't look at yourself, what identity do you use to oppose the clouds. ”
"You still say in front of so many people in the crew that Yun Miao is not as good as you? Did you forget that you are just an eighteenth-line, and you are the number one woman. ”
“......”
"I arranged an urgent interview for you, and later you apologize to Yun Miao in front of the reporter, and this matter will be over. ”
When the woman saw that she was talking dryly, and the other party didn't pay attention to her for a long time, she was so angry that she crossed her hands on her hips, and her anger was even heavier: "Yunhuang! Do you hear me talking to you? You get up for me, don't play dead here." ”
With that, the woman went to lift the quilt on the hospital bed.
In the chaos, Zhan Yunhuang only heard a female voice chirping in his ear, which was very noisy.
Which palace maid who doesn't understand the rules dares to disturb her tranquility!
Without waiting for Zhan Yunhuang to open her eyes, she keenly noticed that someone was approaching, she instinctively restrained the other party's ability to act, and with her movements, the person also completely sobered up.
When he was asleep, his eyes were already spicy, but at this moment, a pair of wise eyes actually added a bit of deterrence to this miserable face: "Presumptuous!"
The voice that didn't belong to him made Zhan Yunhuang frown unconsciously.
Because she dresses as a man all year round, her voice is low, and she is by no means as sweet and lethal as she is now.
After hesitating, the suppressed woman's face distorted, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Yunhuang, do you want to run away in the future?" ”
Zhan Yunhuang had heard someone talk to her like this, his eyes narrowed, he looked at the other party carefully, and finally came to the conclusion of eight characters: strange costumes are not of her race.
After a few minutes of stalemate, the doctor came in to check the ward and found that the scene on the hospital bed was also stunned.
Yao Qian didn't want to regain her free body, but who knew why Yun Huang's hand strength was so strong today, she couldn't break free at all.
The doctor walked up to the hospital bed and asked gently, "Miss Yun, how are you feeling now?" Does your head still hurt, and do you feel dizzy?"
Zhan Yunhuang sensed that something was wrong, so he didn't make a sound, only shook his head.
Afterwards, the doctor took out a small flashlight and was ready to examine her eyes to see if there were any sequelae.
As soon as he got closer, he saw Zhan Yunhuang react very quickly and let go of Yao Qian, turning to restrain the doctor.
Doctor: "?"
Yao Qian, who had recovered her free body, almost burst into foul language when she saw the scene in front of her.
She stepped forward: "Yunhuang, Doctor Yang is here to give you a check-up, why are you so ignorant, don't you hurry up and let go of people." ”
From the moment to the present, Zhan Yunhuang can be sure of one thing, the "Yunhuang" in the mouth of this woman she doesn't know is her.
And the man in front of him should be an existence similar to the imperial doctor.
It's just that Zhan Yunhuang doesn't understand, how can she appear here?
That's right!
Van Lin devoured too much murderous aura and released the Nightmare.
That old ghost always said that he was going to eat her soul.
Could it be that she became the same old ghost as she is now?