Qian Erwei and Liu Zijiang were also shocked, and their surprise was written on their faces. They didn't understand what Zhao Yu was talking about at all.

Liu Zijiang wanted to know what was going on, but when he saw Zhao Yu's face, he held back the problem.

Qian Erwei rolled his eyes quietly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Chengjie didn't have time to care about what Liu Zijiang and Qian Erwei thought, so he hurriedly explained to Zhao Yu, "Brother Yu, it's not that I don't want to post, but I think I have to edit it carefully to see how to post it and where to post it."

He can follow Zhao Yu's thoughts to realize his plans, but he will never dare to offend Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu was satisfied, "Cut it well."

The four of them thought they were secretly slutty people. They foresaw that Cheng Wenjin, who should have been weak, returned to the position of the weak, had a twisted pleasure in their hearts, but they never thought that there were invisible eyes looking at them.

After Xiang Hua learned that Zhao Yu was also living in this hospital, how could he not beware of the scumbags doing things that were not conducive to her being a human being? She immediately gave up a trace of her mental power in Zhao Yu's ward.

This kind of mental power is released as an independent individual, and it cannot allow her to "see" everything in Zhao Yu's ward in real time, but only serves as a warning.

The advantage is that it does not require her to maintain it all the time just like the way mental power is extended. The loss of the mental power released will be negligible to her body if it is not activated.

Just now, the mental power captured the malice against her was activated, and Jing Hua immediately felt it.

Sure enough, it was not a coincidence that the original owner met Zhao Yu and the other four.

Xiang Hua found a small ball marked with the "Information Converter" from the dimensional space, and dragged it with his mental power above Zhao Yu's mobile phone. The small ball quickly penetrated into Zhao Yu's mobile phone.

Two or three seconds later, the ball emerged.

As usual, the mobile phones of the other three people, including Qian Erwei's broken mobile phone, were visited by Xiaoqian once.

Information converters are tools used to export and import information on different carriers. They are also not real objects, but just presented in the form of a small sphere.

Xianghua took back the ball and imported the information exported by the ball from the mobile phones of four people into his own mobile phone.

Xiaoqiu imported the information into her mobile phone and slowly dissipated.

Unfortunately, information converters are consumables, and there are only six in the dimensional space.

After looking through the photos and videos related to her on several people's mobile phones, Xiang Hua raised her eyebrows, many of which were the "black materials" of the original owner in his previous life.

Blowing her online?

She was waiting to see how well she cut it.

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The practice of Xianghua's mental method is quite smooth.

The practice of mind skills in basic martial arts is to absorb external spiritual energy into the body through the operation of mind skills in the meridians.

This is a world on the science side. Generally, the world on the science side tends to be spiritless. Fortunately, there is spiritual energy in this world. Although there is little spiritual energy, you can practice as long as you have the mental method.

The difference lies in the speed of cultivation and the level of cultivation you can reach.

The absorption of spiritual energy into the body makes the body a benefit visible to the naked eye. The bruises on the surface fade faster, leaving only a few faint yellow patches.

The internal bleeding that is invisible to the naked eye has basically healed.

In order to avoid recovery too quickly, she did not deliberately use spiritual energy to repair her body, otherwise she would no longer see any signs of injury.

Just like that, Xianghua's attending doctor took the latest examination report and joked that she had good genes and was beautiful and had strong recovery.

After repeated confirmation, she couldn't help but sigh, "It's great to be young. There is no big problem for the time being, but it's better to stay in the hospital for two more days before being discharged."

It is related to the health of his daughter. Cheng Qiuyun doesn’t ignore the doctor and goes to pay the fee quickly.

Nothing happened to Xianghua, she slowly went downstairs.

Behind the building is a small garden with lush green plants and a variety of flowers, plants and trees blooming brightly and full of vitality.

This is the first time that Xiang Hua has gone downstairs after he is hospitalized.

She was strolling aimlessly in the small garden.

Everything was novel to her.

Seeing through memory is a completely different feeling than seeing with your own eyes.

Her nebula is vast, but there is no existence similar to that of life in this world.

These lives are so fragile that she can kill countless people with her current body with one finger.

But they all make her new.

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Jiang Yan sat under the wisteria rack, holding an open book in her hand, but her eyes were not on the book.

What she was observing was a girl.

The girl looked like fifteen, sixteen, or seventeen or eighteen, wearing a hospital gown like her, wandering around in the small garden.

When she accidentally saw the girl walking into the small garden, she followed the girl.

The reason for attention is tacky: the girl is pretty.

Not only men like to look at beauties, but women prefer to look at them. Jiang Yan is not as good as face control, but no matter whether men and women are beautiful, they will look at them a few more times.

Long hair is fluttering and full of beauty.

In addition to being beautiful, the girl's every move was full of natural freedom, which made her think of the green mountains, ancient towns, or the blue sea. Jiang Yan couldn't think of any appropriate one, but it made her feel comfortable.

Jiang Yan laughed as she thought about it, and suddenly laughed at herself as she suddenly became literary. She really got the saying, getting sick made people feel sentimental.

However, it is true that this girl looks comfortable.

After a while, the girl turned to the wisteria rack.

It is the flowering period of wisteria, and the fragrance can be smelled from afar. Hundreds of lilac flower clusters hang down from the vine branches, decorating the ordinary walkway into a dream corridor.

No one doesn't like this beautiful scenery. Jiang Yan would sit under the wisteria rack for a while during treatment every day.

"The garbage can is there." Jiang Yan pointed to a corner on the left and reminded the girl.

I just saw the girl picking out a drink bottle from the roadside grass, and she had a better impression of the girl.

Xianghua raised the empty drink bottle in his hand and asked, "Are you talking about this?"

Xianghua had known that someone would look at her from time to time, but she didn't care if she looked at her without any malice.

"Yes." Jiang Yan pointed to the trash can with the shape of a tree stump in the lower corner again. "The trash can be placed here is a bit special and easy to be ignored. Look, the mouth on the right is filled with recyclables."

Xianghua: "I didn't want to throw it away, this one can be sold for money."

Everything is novel, and it doesn’t matter where you are, what you do.

Since she used the original owner's physical identity, she planned to help Cheng Qiuyun escape the accident that was disabled.

I haven't figured out what to do after that, and I'm most likely leaving the Cheng family and walking around.

But wherever you do, you need something essential: money.

It’s just this trouble to be a human being. You have to eat and drink, and you have to have a place to sleep. Even if you are cold or hot, your body can’t stand it.

After she paid the original owner's body, she could not ask Cheng Qiuyun for money anymore.

It took only half a year to calculate the accident that Cheng Qiuyun had. When she left, she had to make money to buy food by herself.

Xianghua knew from the original owner's memory that empty drink bottles could be sold for money, so he picked them up.
Chapter completed!