He could really feel that something had changed in Gu Yilan.
He is no longer as lifeless as before, but has an indescribable confidence.
It can also be said that the former Gu Yilan was always covered with a thick shell.
But now, this shell has cracked, revealing the true face of Gu Yilan, who is unscrupulous.
"Uncle, have you figured it out?" Gu Fenglin laughed.
At this time, trying to figure out who was responsible for Gu Baixiang's death would be a bit overwhelming.
Anyway, the designer of the conspiracy was Gu Yilan, and he was the one who personally implemented it. These are all facts.
"You want to prove that you and I are the same?"
Gu Fenglin looked deep into Gu Yilan's eyes: "Why do you need proof? Everyone in the world knows that I am vicious, but my brother-in-law has always been a noble man. What do you care about?"
Gu Yilan looked away unnaturally, avoiding eye contact with him: "I reminded you, should you thank me?"
Gu Fenglin said: "My uncle never thanked me before, so naturally I don't have to thank you now.
If you want to take this opportunity to ask me for more pills, or give up as soon as possible, I won't give them to you."
He emphasized again: "I won't give you one. I'm not as easy to talk to as Mu Yunhan."
In front of Gu Yilan, he would never call Mu Yunhan by any familiar nickname, and would only use his first name.
Because the overlapping name is a secret that only belongs to the two of them, he is not willing to share it with others, especially Gu Yilan.
Gu Yilan sighed: "That's such a pity."
"My uncle was kidnapped last time. What happened? You didn't tell me the truth."
Gu Fenglin stood up and shut out the moonlight and night wind outside the window, then leaned over and looked at Gu Yilan, aggressively:
"You are not dead. You still know a lot. Now you are trying to interfere in many things. I think you must have a great adventure."
When others say "I will never die," it sounds like a curse.
But both uncle and nephew knew otherwise, because speaking of it, Gu Yilan really should have died long ago.
Keeping alive and getting better and better is itself very abnormal.
Gu Yilan was silent for a long time and said: "You are right, I did encounter a strange thing. Although my body is not as good as before, it is getting better and better. I also want to find out what is going on.
"
This is a well-known fact, and it will not go unmentioned just because he doesn't want to.
Gu Fenglin raised his long eyebrows and looked at him coldly, noncommittal.
Gu Yilan showed a sincere expression: "Maybe this has something to do with me losing my ability to predict?"
The secret medicine left by the ancestors of the Gu family relies on sealing off perception to prolong the life of the person who takes it. This seems to make some sense.
Gu Fenglin said: "If you want to know, just ask the medical elder to diagnose and treat you. He is outside, I will let him in."
As he spoke, he stood up and opened his mouth to scream.
"Why don't you change the time..." Gu Yilan stretched out her hand towards his shoulder.
Gu Fenglin suddenly turned around and struck out with a fierce palm.
Gu Yilan couldn't avoid it and fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the white cushion bright red.
Gu Fenglin looked cold and gave a high five.
In the clear breeze and bright moon, the medical elder came in from outside, pressed Gu Yilan's hand in an orderly manner, and took a porcelain cup to draw blood.
Gu Yilan did not struggle and said helplessly: "Alin, what are you doing?"