Looking at the file that the computer had just received, Old Uncle Liu frowned.
What he had in his hand was a condition report from a few years ago. The patient's name was... Huang Xiaozhi.
Looking at the disease file that he had just transferred from the city hospital, Old Uncle Liu looked at it without saying a word. As he looked at it, Old Uncle Liu's face darkened.
Just as he thought, Huang Xiaobei's father just had a cold, but for some reason his condition worsened rapidly within a few days. Later, all his organs failed, and he couldn't even get off the operating table.
At that time, his attending doctor could not figure out what the symptoms were. Many domestic experts analyzed and studied Huang Xiaozhi's condition for a long time but could not come to a reliable conclusion. In the end, they could only say that it was due to the patient's physical condition.
Weakness led to systemic organ failure and eventually death.
Old Uncle Liu didn't believe this statement at all. After all, he still knew how his brother Old Huang was doing.
In order to support Huang Xiaobei, Huang Xiaozhi had to work two jobs every day, but his health was very good. He had never even caught a cold before. You must know that the reason why he believed in Huang Xiaozhi's health so much was because of the police force that year.
With the benefit of a full physical examination, he took Huang Xiaozhi with him. He still remembers the word "healthy" written on Huang Xiaozhi's physical examination report.
It was also because of this that Huang Xiaozhi said at the time, "Oh, it turns out that my health is so good, so it's not impossible for me to work an extra job. It seems that I won't die in a short time."
If he hadn't stopped him desperately at that time, Huang Xiaozhi would have really wanted to work three jobs a day for Huang Xiaobei, even though he would have done just that a few years after he left...
Lighting a cigarette, Old Uncle Liu looked at the files on the computer in silence, puffing away with a gloomy expression. He wondered how Huang Xiaobei's father died.
The symptoms of organ failure are really out of this world. More importantly, Uncle Liu smelled a conspiracy in it.
He suspected that Huang Xiaobei's father did not die of a normal illness at all, but was killed by someone!
Uncle Liu squinted his eyes, but how on earth was he killed? Let’s not talk about whether the timid and fearful character of his elder brother Huang might offend anyone, just this method of committing the crime.
It's too scary. Is it some new type of poison? If it doesn't work, you have to check it out. Brother Huang can't leave so unclearly.
Having said that, Uncle Liu picked up the phone on the table and prepared to have Huang Xiaozhi's doctor called to the police station for questioning. However, at this moment, when Uncle Liu just picked up the red phone on the table, his hand
paused.
Because at this moment, he felt that someone was watching him.
In the quiet office, a line of sight fell on his back. Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Old Uncle Liu's forehead. Even though there was a police station with five or six police officers on duty outside the door, Old Uncle Liu still felt that his heart was beating.
As soon as that sight appeared, I jumped up and down!
His left hand kept picking up the phone, and his right hand quietly reached for the pistol on his waist. Soon, a voice rang from his ear.
"You are very smart, very smart. For mortals, you are indeed a qualified policeman. That person was indeed killed by me, but it was not poison, but the power of God."
After finishing his words, Old Uncle Liu quickly took out his gun and turned around, but in the next second, a dazzling light appeared in front of him, and at the same time there was that majestic voice, "Worship, mortal, you will witness the coming of evolution!"
As that dazzling light enveloped the entire office, soon, the entire police station went into a power outage, and darkness enveloped the entire street.
Ten minutes later, when the power supply was restored, the policeman on duty walked into Uncle Liu's office and said, "Captain Liu just lost power suddenly for some unknown reason. You..."
The policeman stared blankly at the empty office in front of him, looked around at a loss and said, "Captain Liu..."
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After capturing Old Uncle Liu, the figure soon came to Guanjiangkou again, because Old Uncle Liu alone was not enough, he wanted to kidnap the eldest lady as well. Only in this way could he inspire Huang Xiaobei's heart to the greatest extent.
of anger.
He had been waiting for this day for too long. Everything should have ended more than twenty years ago, but the sudden birth of Huang Xiaobei disrupted his plan and made him postpone this day for more than twenty years.
But fortunately, Huang Xiaobei inherited her mother's bloodline, but she just needs a little more anger. Very good, then I will give you anger, and let your anger ignite the light of the vampire's evolution!
The figure sneered and rushed towards the Guanjiang estuary as quickly as possible.
But unfortunately, he chose the wrong person.
In fact, he had just approached the mouth of the Guanjiang River, and was even a few kilometers away from Yang Jian's villa, when a palm from the air hit the top of his head. Feeling the terrifying pressure above his head, he subconsciously raised his palm to meet it.
He was hit with a palm and vomited blood. Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away as fast as he could.
Because he had already sensed that Yang Jian was chasing him.
Holding his right arm that was bleeding profusely, he ran away frantically, his heart already being shocked beyond measure.
A palm, just a palm?
Is this the God of War of the Three Realms? Is this Yang Jian?
I am clearly in the same realm as him, but he could seriously injure me with just one palm? If he had gone to that battle, wouldn't I have had no chance to escape with my soul?
Realizing that Yang Jian was getting closer and closer to him, he didn't care about anything else and tried his best to escape, even drinking the life-saving water that he had been reluctant to use.
Finally, after his desperate escape, even abandoning one of his incarnations and leaving it to Yang Jian, he barely escaped from Yang Jian's lock. But he also felt great regret in his heart, because today he had thrown away too many life-saving cards.
, if it weren’t for the worry that an old Uncle Liu could not completely arouse Huang Xiaobei’s anger, how could he have suffered such heavy losses!
But soon, because he remembered something, he burst into laughter.
"Yang Jian, it doesn't matter. When I achieve the final evolution and replace him, you will still be ants in my eyes!"
Soon, this figure disappeared completely.
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With one palm, the fleeing figure in front of him was reduced to ashes. Yang Jian, who was standing in mid-air, retracted his right palm with an expressionless face.
Turning his head to look in the direction where the man really disappeared, Yang Jian snorted coldly, "You are a clown."
After that, Yang Jian ignored it and turned back to Guanjiangkou, but this time, he left an avatar next to Miss Yiyi to prevent any unexpected events.
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At three o'clock in the morning, Huang Xiaobei leaned on Weslin's shoulder and fell asleep, and at this moment, his eyes quietly flashed a blue light.
In the dream, Huang Xiaobei looked at the nothingness in front of him, and then at the blurry figure in front of him. Huang Xiaobei scratched his head blankly. In fact, he had often dreamed in the past few days, and the scenes in his dreams were still there.
They were all exactly the same, they were all in a void space, and there was a person standing in front of him who couldn't see his face clearly, but no matter what he said to him, he ignored him.
But today's dream seemed a little unusual, because the figure in front of him walked towards him.
Huang Xiaobei looked at him curiously, looking at this person who often came to his dreams, wondering who he really was and what he wanted to do. But for some reason, even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he always
I have an inexplicable feeling of closeness to him, feeling that he is a relative of mine.
Soon, the figure came to Huang Xiaobei, but he still couldn't see his appearance clearly. His whole body was wrapped in a mist. However, at this time, when he came in front of him, he stretched out his big hand and touched it.
Touching his head, a vague sound came into his ears.
"Kid, remember, never give up, the real evolution lies in you. Don't be afraid, I will stand with you, this will be our last hope."
"Crack!" Thousands of thunderbolts appeared from Huang Xiaobei's dream and struck at the figure. But the moment the lightning struck him, the fog wrapped around him was instantly dispersed, and Huang Xiaobei could see clearly.
His appearance!
"No!" Huang Xiaobei shouted. He suddenly woke up from his dream and looked at the dark hospital corridor in front of him in panic. Wei Silin and others were sleeping beside him at the moment. Huang Xiaobei, who was covered in cold sweat, swallowed subconsciously.
He spat, and before he knew it, his back was already wet with sweat.
Recalling everything he saw in his dream, Huang Xiaobei shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of panic, "No, no, it can't be him, it can't be him..."
Karl, who was standing outside the intensive care unit, turned to look at Huang Xiaobei. Looking at Huang Xiaobei's distracted look, Karl asked with concern, "Senior, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?"
Huang Xiaobei opened his mouth, "I..."
Shaking his head, Huang Xiaobei chuckled, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "No, it's okay, I had a nightmare."
Karl nodded, "You're too tired. If you feel uncomfortable, senior, please go home and rest first. We'll be here to guard you."
"No, no need. It just so happens that I also want to hear what my younger siblings want from me." Huang Xiaobei chuckled, and then rested his head on the shoulder of Weslin, who was sleeping heavily.
But his eyes were still filled with confusion.
Karl looked deeply at Huang Xiaobei, but he couldn't see anything, so he could only turn his gaze again to the door of the intensive care unit in front of him.
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At seven o'clock in the morning, Karl walked into the ward. After a night of resuscitation, the girl was finally out of danger. Now she was lying on the hospital bed, resting silently.
Looking at the girl's delicate face and pale complexion, Karl sat next to her and helped her tidy up her messy hair with a smile.
You know, I have imagined countless times that I would just sit next to you and watch you sleep. I'm sorry that I hurt you deeply because of my ignorance. I just hope you don't hate me, because I really know how to do it.
Spend your whole life trying to make up for your mistakes.
While Karl was murmuring this with a smile, the girl lying on the hospital bed gently opened her eyes.