The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Lin Zhiyun said in a bitter voice, "Didn't Miss Gu say that she wanted the truth? Every second the two of them were together, he could feel Gu Weiman's resistance and alienation. Huo Yan's back had just touched the back of the wheelchair when the door of the clinic suddenly opened with a "bang".
Lin Zhiyun said in a bitter voice,
"Didn't Miss Gu say that she wanted the truth?
Huo Yan opened his eyes, with a somewhat empty look in them.
Then, a cold smile slowly appeared on the man's handsome face.
"The truth has been revealed to her..."
What she wanted was obviously to escape.
Every second the two of them were together, he could feel Gu Weiman's resistance and alienation.
It was like raising a shield.
It has spikes on it.
Don't let him get close and warn him to stay away.
In the end...but I still don't love...
Huo Weizhen is nothing, at best he is just an excuse.
A storm was brewing in the man's dark eyes.
The little girl, whom he had little impression of, stirred up waves of disgust in his heart.
Even murderous intent.
This hint of murderous intent was directed at You Jingshu.
This woman...really deserves to die.
The man's muscles were tense.
After a moment, he suddenly relaxed.
It was as if the life in his body had been drained away, and his expression remained cold.
But this kind of coldness is a kind of coldness that is closer to indifference.
There was no trace of tears in his eyes.
He lowered his head and watched the doctor operate on his calf.
Lin Zhiyun looked at Huo Yan like this, and a feeling of despair gradually overwhelmed him.
"Boss Huo, aren't you going to do anything?"
Huo Yan didn't even lift his eyelids.
There was a dead silence in the ward.
After a long time, the man slowly opened his mouth.
"I don't plan to."
Lin Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes disappeared...
The doctor was horrified when he heard this. He finally treated the wound and put a plaster on Huo Yan.
"During this period, try to rest as much as possible and don't move around."
Huo Yan nodded slightly and looked at Lin Zhiyun nonchalantly, "Help me to the wheelchair."
Lin Zhiyun immediately lowered his body.
On the side, the doctor had already pushed the wheelchair over.
Huo Yan's back had just touched the back of the wheelchair when the door of the clinic suddenly opened with a "bang".
Wu Yezhou, who had originally left, came back at some point, his eyes wide open, looking in the direction of Huo Yan.
"Is it you?"
Huo Yan frowned slightly, ignored Wu Yezhou, turned his wheelchair, and walked towards the door of the clinic.
Wu Yezhou grabbed Huo Yan's neck.
"I'm asking you! Did you do it?"
Huo Yan looked at Wu Yezhou coldly, his voice slow and careless.
"Why, someone died at home again?"
He could feel Wu Yezhou's hand holding his collar tremble.
The man's brow furrowed even more.
Could it be that he really guessed it right?
How interesting...
Does this mean that no matter who dies, the blame will be placed on him?
He raised his hand and held Wu Yezhou's hand.
Compared to Wu Yezhou's palm which is as big as a cattail leaf fan.
Huo Yan's hands are incredibly delicate and beautiful.
However, Wu Yezhou had no power to resist, and Huo Yan squeezed him away from his chest little by little.
A few seconds.
The two looked at each other.
Wu Yezhou's face flushed and veins popped out on his forehead.
But he could only watch his hand being taken away by Huo Yan.
Seeing Huo Yan go out,
"Weimian hasn't hurt you so far, has he?"
On the contrary, Huo Yan has always been aggressive!
The man did so much and yet looked so pitiful.
So much so that just now, he was confused and felt that Gu Weiman was too cold-blooded.