"No."
Nangong Xuanxuan looked helpless and moved unnaturally in the narrow space: "Yi Zi.
I can't see the outside world at all now.
Let alone see ghosts."
"Haven't we already exchanged male and female souls once?"
Ye Mo said: "Compared with before, don't you feel any strange at all?"
"There seems to be a change."
"oh" Ye Mo looked happy: "What's different?"
"The space has gotten a little bigger.
It's not too crowded."
"That's just it."
"Um."
"All right."
Ye Mo sighed: "Some change is better than no change.
This space is getting bigger, and maybe some strange changes will happen in the near future.
I'm going to help my mother pay the money now.
You have a good rest.
Yes."
"Uh-huh."
Nangong Xuanxuan was indeed exhausted.
Being pressed down and beaten by Tian Meimei, she almost lost her soul.
Later, he possessed Ye Mo again.
Being a man for the first time was too hard.
He didn't understand many things and made a lot of mistakes.
She was already exhausted mentally and physically.
When she heard these words, she nodded her head and closed her eyes quietly.
Ye Mo waited for a while, until there was a slight snore in his head, he smiled, stopped a taxi and headed towards Xinyu Hospital.
My mother lives in the most ordinary ward, the first room on the left on the second floor.
As soon as Ye Mo walked to the door, he heard a burst of noisy sounds, including children crying, parents beating and scolding, old people consoling, and others laughing.
When he opened the door and entered, he saw a scene that made his face darken immediately.
There were six beds in the room.
My mother was on the bed in the corner.
Next to her stood two playful teenagers.
The teenagers slapped each other.
From time to time, they would fall on the mother's bed due to pushing and shoving.
The hospital bed was very small, and there was a hanging bottle hanging next to it.
Whenever the boy fell on his mother's bed, the bed would shake twice, making a sizzling sound, and the hanging bottle above would also shake.
The direction of the shaking is just above the top of the mother's head.
Looking at the swaying appearance, maybe the next second, the bottle will hit the mother's head.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Mo's face turned blue and he couldn't help shouting: "Stay away from my mother" In addition to my mother, there are five other patients in Ward 201.
These patients had many family members, and together they were, fifteen or six people were crammed into this small ward.
They may play cards cross-legged on the bed, hum songs with headphones on, or chase children and yell at them.
Where is this ward?
It's clearly a vegetable market.
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After Ye Mo came in, they didn't seem to see him, but now he whined so loudly that the whole room became quiet in an instant.
Even the two children playing next to their mother stopped.
"Boy, what is your name?"
After a while, an old man who was closest to Ye Mo stood up and glared at Ye Mo: "I wonder if this is a ward, do you need to be quiet?"
"You still know you need to be quiet" Ye Mo sneered and pointed at his mother's hospital bed: "Then what were they doing just now and what were you doing just now?"
He was too lazy to talk nonsense to this group of people.
Pushing the old man aside, he quickly walked to his mother's hospital bed, pulled away the two and a half boys in front of the bed, pulled a stool and sat next to his mother, acting as a guardian.
"oops."
The old man is bald with half of his head, wearing a wig, his face is full of wrinkles, and there is a black mole on the corner of his mouth.
When he speaks, he shows his yellow teeth: "Boy, how dare you hit me?
Don't you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"
He walked in the direction of Ye Mo.
Behind him stood two tall men who looked like door gods: "You must apologize to me today no matter what and find a way to compensate me for my mental losses."
"hehe" Ye Mo looked at the old man with the black mole, chuckled twice, and said mockingly: "It's ridiculous."
He has seen shameless people, but he has never seen such shameless people.
He just pushed him slightly and said he would hit him.
No one who touches porcelain is as exaggerated as he is.
"What did you say" The old man with black mole was furious: "Say it again if you dare."
This old man must have had a hot temper when he was young, and he is still so hot-tempered in old age.
Ye Mo looked at him and couldn't help but understand what the ancients said.
A dog's nature is easy to change but hard to change.
Even if it is covered with a layer of tiger skin, it still has to eat poop.
And this old man is obviously the kind of old dog who likes to eat poop.
There is nothing wrong with respecting the elderly and loving the young.
But this also needs to be divided into objects.
Ye Mo would only hate people like Ning Lao Ning Ze Feng and the old man with black mole.
"I don't want to talk to people like you."
Ye Mo stood up and pulled out the ancient sword with a clang.
The ancient sword was sharp and reflected a dazzling light under the sunlight outside the window, making it even more magical.
He pointed his ancient sword across at the old man: "Don't offend me.
If you offend me, no one will have a good time."
When he said this, the anger in his eyes was undisguised.
Ye Mo suddenly realized that he was a completely different person before and after the murder.
If he was a blank piece of paper before killing, then after killing, he was a blank piece of paper with blood.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is a tough guy.
The old man with the black mole looked at Ye Mo deeply.
He turned around and walked to his bed without saying a word.
He took out the big cigarette he had put aside and took two strong puffs, spitting out circles and circles.
Yanyun, his eyes were deep, and he would look sideways at Ye Mo from time to time, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his face was full of contemplation.
The two big men next to him perked up when they saw it, and looked at Ye Mo provocatively.
Ye Mo didn't bother to pay attention to them.
He has no mana now and will not send him to seek torture on his own.
Only a fool would do that.
He just had to shock them.
The old man with the black mole was obviously the authoritative figure in this ward.
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He gave in.
The others fell silent instantly.
The originally noisy ward now seemed strange and scary.
"Mom, I'm afraid."
A little girl suddenly fell into the arms of a young mother.
She glanced at Ye Mo timidly, clutched her mother's skirt and whispered.
"Be good, don't be afraid.
Mom will take you out to play now."
The young mother immediately stood up, waved to a kind old man on the hospital bed, and hurried out of the ward.
If there is one, there will be two.
After the young mother took the lead to leave, the others followed suit.
After a while, the whole room was empty.
Except for Ye Mo and the two door-god-like men, there were only six patients on the hospital bed.
"snort."
The two big men looked at Ye Mo, gearing up and snorting coldly
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