Monument of Life and Death

  From Chapter 410, come back to life?

"what happened?"

  Xiaolan and Baomu ran to Jasmine in a few steps.

  In the center of the crowd, is Wan Sheng lying on the ground, blood spreading around him, the blood that should have been bright red was set off by the night, and it looked like black poison.

  Unexpectedly, this time, there are still so many people attracted, and even more and more people, this small circle also has a growing trend.

Jasmine shook her head, before opening her mouth, an aunt next to them suddenly pointed to Wan Sheng's body and shouted, "This...I know this kid! It's the little boy on the fifth floor! It's upstairs in my house! "

  Wan Sheng’s house is indeed on the fifth floor.

  After a while, Zhao Baihuan and Zhao Qianle ran over.

  Fortunately, Zhao Baihuan and Zhao Qianle hadn't seen them yet. The two pushed away from the crowd and fell to their knees. After that, they shouted in despair.

   Xiaolan looked back, but there was no shadow of the Taoist leader and them.

  What should we do now?

  Thousands of people are dead, how do you know his wishes, his regrets?

   is really a headache.

   "It's weird," Jasmine swiped her phone a few times, "Why didn't the three of them answer messages or call back, where did they go?"

  "Are we going to find them?" Qiao Nian asked quietly.

  "Don't go now," the fool put his arm around, "we have to stay here."

  A few minutes later, the ambulance honked its whistle, pulling away the two brothers who were crying and the dead Wansheng away.

  The crowd also slowly dispersed.

   "We have to keep up with the ambulance." Xiaolan said suddenly.

  At the same time, the phone that Jasmine was pinching in her hand lit up.

  "It's their news, it's finally okay," Jasmine read the line on the screen, "If the ambulance takes them away, follow them."

   "The Taoist leader should have heard the whistle too," Baomu looked around, "then they should be nearby."

  "Don't look for it, let's follow."

When the fool was in a hurry, he picked up Baomu directly. While the attention of passers-by was still on the pool of blood on the ground, the group of five ran around a shortcut to the door, waiting for the taxi, and the ambulance screamed. He left them.

  The taxi has finally arrived.

  But it can only hold four people.

   "Xiaolan go first," Jasmine pushed Xiaolan into the car, "When Xiaolan arrives, he can make a hole and pick us up. Qiao Nian and I will wait here. Remember to read the news on the phone."

  Hole? That's how they understand their cool abilities?

  The driver's master followed the rear mirror and glanced at Xiaolan who would make a hole, "Excuse me, where should I go?"

   "Catch up with the ambulance ahead."

  The driver's eyes look even stranger at them, but fortunately they are used to it.

  The hospital is not far from here.

  Along the way, there was no news other than "Are you there?" Jasmine sent every few minutes.

  The car stopped. They hid in the car and watched the doctors and nurses get off the ambulance and carried the stretcher into the hospital lobby. They waited a few more seconds before they got out of the car.

After   , the fool seemed to be addicted to the drama, took Xiaolan and Baomu's hands and rushed to the service desk.

   "Doctor! Doctor! Just now... Was a child sent over just now? Where is he?! Quick!..."

  Xiaolan and Baomu were still stunned for a second, and now they are working hard to manage their expressions to cooperate with the fool.

  "Are you family members of the patient?"

  The little nurse at the front desk involuntarily glanced at Xiaolan.

   "I'm his sister," Xiaolan began to weep, "My brother... He..."

  "In the operating room on the third floor, turn left at the elevator exit on the right and go to the end..."

  The little nurse seemed to say something, but they couldn't hear it anymore.

At this time, there are still a lot of people in the hospital. It may be that Wan Sheng mobilized almost all the doctors and nurses on duty. In the corridor on the third floor, if you walk a few steps, you can see hurried white coats running around. .

   "Has Wan Sheng already left?" Baomu whispered, "Do you still need so many doctors and nurses?"

   Xiaolan and the fool shook their heads.

  Here, the cry of Zhao Baihuan and Zhao Qianle can already be heard.

  The three of them were worried about revealing their stuff, they crept to the wall, poked their heads and looked at the door of the operating room.

Zhao Qianle was sitting on the bench by the door, holding his head in both hands and muttering something, while Zhao Baihuan clenched his fists, pacing and crying. When he turned his head, Xiaolan found that his eyes were already full. Bloodshot.

  The door opened, and a nurse frowned and walked out.

  The two brothers immediately rushed over.

   "Nurse, nurse, how is my brother? You must... Don't..."

   "Don't worry, it's still being rescued, the current situation... is a bit strange, but we will do our best."

   "Is Wan Sheng still dead?" After listening, the fool turned around and said.

   Baomu raised his face, "Brother idiot, if you are heard by them, then we will have to die."

   "Hurry up, the nurse is here!" Xiao Lan turned and pushed the two away.

  When the nurse trot around the corner, she only glanced at the three people standing facing the wall. Although it seemed very unnatural, she speeded up her pace and ran away without much doubt.

   "Huh, luckily we act well." The fool patted his chest.

   "It's just that the young lady is more anxious," Xiaolan leaned against the wall again, "What's the matter? Wan Sheng is already... he really is gone, right?"

  Xiaolan and Baomu looked at the fool.

"We are sure," the fool lowered his voice. "The four of us were sent directly downstairs by Xiaoyin. We saw Wansheng's body as soon as we got out of the cave. We were the first to find out, so I'm pretty sure that Wansheng was then There is no breathing and pulse anymore."

   "Then who is the doctor trying to rescue now? They made a mistake..."

"They pulled people in with their own hands. How could they make a mistake?" The fool knocked on Baomu's forehead. "In my opinion, this is related to Wan Sheng's strange physique. In reality, he didn't die after he died. Is it rotten?"

   Xiaolan looked down at the phone. There was still no news on the Taoist side. After entering the hospital, there was no more news on Jasmine’s side.

The three of them were meditating. The door of the rescue room opened again. This time it was not one or two people who came out. The chief surgeon and nurses all rushed out of the door. The two brothers tiptoed looking into the rescue room. The doctor stood in the second place. The mask was taken off around the person.

  "How is our brother? Doctor...we..."

   "Don't worry, you two, don't worry." Although the doctor is smiling, his brows are also slightly frowned. "The patient's vital signs have stabilized, but he has not yet recovered. For specific reasons, we will do further examination..."

   "Damn," the fool exclaimed, "No way, saved it?"

   "Are the doctors in this world particularly capable?" Baomu muttered, "Or Wan Sheng is actually not dead..."

   "I'm sure Wan Sheng is dead," the fool raised his fist, and Bao Mu quickly closed his mouth, "If you don't believe me, ask Jasmine."

  Just as Xiaolan picked up the phone, the sound of the stretcher being pushed out came from the door of the rescue room.

   Embarrassingly, when the large group of people turned the corner, the three of them had nowhere to hide.

  Zhao Baihuan glanced at the fool standing in the front.

   "Is it okay?" The fool asked along the way.

   "Ah, it's okay," Zhao Baihuan's expression eased, "Thank you."

   "You are welcome."

  After the crowd left, the idiot said to the dumbfounded two quietly, "What's wrong? I said that my acting skills are very good."

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  (End of this chapter)