Lin Yan was noncommittal, but took the lead in opening the door of the intensive care unit and strode out.
Tang Xiaoman followed closely and walked out.
As soon as I came out, I realized that the entire department was facing a formidable enemy.
Not only were the lights brightly lit, everyone's expressions showed a hint of anxiety.
As soon as she walked outside the ward where bed 39 was located, Tang Xiaoman felt an unusual aura.
She subconsciously touched her waist, but Lin Yan reached out to stop her, "There are many people here, so it's not appropriate to do anything.
We It’s better to understand the situation first.”
But Tang Xiaoman looked at the busy medical staff coming in and out of the ward, and there was no room for a fake like her to get involved.
Just when she felt very embarrassed, she suddenly realized that Lin Yan beside her was motionless as if he had suddenly fallen into trance.
This guy can actually leave his body.
Just when Tang Xiaoman was still marveling, he discovered that Lin Yan's soul was pulling a wisp of white smoke out of the crowd.
The wisp of white smoke vaguely looked like a woman.
The wisp of white smoke was pulled by Lin Yan.
Although he seemed reluctant, he did not resist.
Tang Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and muttered in his heart: Could it be that they know each other?
Just when she was about to step forward to respond, the wisp of white smoke that seemed so docile in Lin Yan's hand suddenly seemed to go crazy and hit Tang Xiaoman.
Fortunately, Tang Xiaoman had quick eyesight and quick hands to get out of the way in time, and the white smoke disappeared. what is going on Tang Xiaoman, who was lucky enough to escape, secretly stroked his heart and looked at Lin Yan in confusion.
Lin Yan obviously did not expect this situation to happen.
He controlled the white smoke with his backhand and shouted in a low voice: "Atong, what are you going to do?"
But the white smoke refused to let go, spilling out from between Lin Yan's fingers and heading straight towards Tang Xiaoman again.
Tang Xiaoman, who was mentally prepared this time, first recited a Heart-Cleaning Mantra to himself, then turned his left hand to create a Ghost Control Technique, and stared at the white smoke in Lin Yan's hand with a wary expression.
Lin Yan also found an opportunity to return the soul to his position, but he kept controlling the smoke in his hand and whispered: "Atong, don't make the same mistake again and again."
"What do you mean by making the same mistake again and again?"
The cloud of smoke gradually turned into a woman, "If it weren't for her, how could I be where I am today?"
When the woman's outline gradually became apparent, Tang Xiaoman took a breath of cold air.
She dared to bet that she had definitely seen this woman, who had half of her face burned by fire, and who had arrogantly asked herself to pay for her life in her dream.
"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner."
Tang Xiaoman put away the Ghost Control Technique in his hand, looked at the smoke and said, "I didn't hurt you, so why should I hurt you?"
"You haven't hurt me.
You haven't hurt me."
The smoke laughed for a while, and then said with a ferocious face, "Yes, you haven't hurt me.
I just cut your finger, and then I How could you know this when Mu Yunbai made your body burn to pieces?
You are so perfect in his mind, he would even risk his life for you."
"What did you say?"
Hearing her mention Mu Yunbai, Tang Xiaoman tensed up, "I don't even remember when you cut my finger."
"How can you remember, because in your eyes, I am just an object for others to play with, a broken piano that only makes sound when it is touched, who has the right to pursue the love that only the world can have.
In the end, Or am I just wishful thinking?"
The smoke seemed to be talking to itself, its words full of resentment
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