Li Jie was able to be discharged from the hospital long ago.
But she was too timid to go out.
Fearing another unlicensed taxi and being betrayed, he stayed in the hospital for over ten days, never leaving the house.
Today, she suddenly learned that Mrs. He, who had become a vegetable after the dinner party that night, was coming. She had no choice but to go out and wait slowly in front of Mrs. He's hospital room.
Li Jie saw a beautiful woman, pulled her to the windowsill, and whispered, "Mrs. He, Mr. He's unconsciousness is not ordinary. You can tell just by looking at me. Of everyone that night, only Director Sun and I are still safe and sound. I have Master Qu's contact number here, do you need it?"
She voluntarily shared her tragic experiences just to highlight Qu Jian'er's abilities.
He tried his best to promote Qu Jian'er's abilities to outsiders, just in an attempt to gain some favor with Qu Jian'er.
Mrs. He shook off Li Jie's hand and sneered arrogantly, "Are you sick in the head?"
Li Jie, who had long lost her arrogance, was not angry at all. On the contrary, she felt sorry for the other party's lack of tact.
As she watched the other person enter the room, she was about to turn back to her ward when she caught a glimpse of a nightmarish plague.
Li Jie shook her head tremblingly: "Wrong, it's all an illusion, it's all an illusion, she won't be here."
Qu Jian'er's tone was incredibly convoluted: "Oh, deliberately ignoring me~"
Her voice, which sounded like the Grim Reaper, reached Li Jie's ears and startled her so much that she lost her composure.
Li Jie almost knelt down. She shook her head aggrievedly and said, "No, no! I wouldn't dare. How could I? I was just joking with you."
Qu Jian'er said quietly, "Don't you know that your sister Qu can't take a joke?"
Li Jie sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, her hands clasped together in a pleading gesture that was as practiced as could be.
It was as if they had rehearsed it many times in secret.
They are just waiting for the day when they can perfectly demonstrate their ability to beg for mercy.
Wu Wenlong watched from behind Qu Jian'er and sighed, feeling even more that he had met a benefactor.
The other nurses and patients present were completely bewildered.
Stunned and dumbfounded, they wondered, standing in front of them, if the hospital was the First Hospital or a mental hospital?
Qu Jian'er raised an eyebrow: "Just kidding. How have you been lately? Has Pig said hello to you for me?"
Li Jie thought for a long time before realizing that the pig Qu Jian'er mentioned might be Zhu Ruoqi.
She nodded hurriedly, feeling honored.
Qu Jian'er squatted down in front of Li Jie with an air of dominance.
Li Jie looked pale and stammered, "Master, I was wrong, I apologize, please forgive me!"
Qu Jian'er chuckled to herself, "What good would it do me to spare you?"
Before Li Jie could speak...
Qu Jian'er deliberately exaggerated, drawing out her regretful tone: "Looking at your dead face, well, I, a kind and lovely person, really can't make things difficult for you anymore."
Li Jie almost fainted from fright.
She has already humbled herself to such an extent that she has no backbone or bottom line; all she wants is to survive.
Li Jie didn't want to die, so she grabbed Qu Jian'er's leg and cried out, "Master, please save me! I'm willing to be a vegetarian and do charity work every year from now on! Master, please don't give up on me!"
Qu Jian'er rubbed her index finger against her thumb: "If there's something wrong with you, it's not impossible for me to extend your life."
Li Jie stood there stunned for a moment.
Mrs. He, who had been watching the spectacle, scoffed, "Ha, these days even charlatans are forming gangs to swindle money. The world is going to the dogs; they're so shameful they're even in the hospital..."
"Shut up, or I'll tear your mouth apart!" Li Jie snapped at Madam He, then looked at Qu Jian'er with a servile gait. As she took out her phone, she stood up and bowed, saying, "Master Qu, how much does it cost to extend life? Can I pay ten million?"
Qu Jian'er quickly calculated and realized that Li Jie still had a considerable amount of money left: "She's not sincere."
They adhere to the survival philosophy that "money can be earned back, but life is only once."
Li Jie gritted her teeth and transferred all the money from the three cards, minus the odd change, to Qu Jian'er.
[——910,000 yuan received!]
[—2.38 million received!]
[—16.79 million received!]
Qu Jian'er patted Li Jie on the shoulder with satisfaction, leaving behind the prophecy "As long as you don't court death, you won't die," before leaving with the dumbfounded Wu Wenlong.
I don't know why.
Li Jie felt relieved; after being touched by Qu Jian'er, she felt as if the weight on her heart had been lifted.
Recalling a scene from a video from several days ago, Qu Jian'er left a deep shadow on her.
The fear ingrained in her bones paralyzed her, but now she can finally let go.
She knelt on the ground, sobbing.
She laughed at herself for having escaped with her life.
I also cried because I have nothing now.
After being reprimanded by Li Jie, Mrs. He remained in a daze, seemingly unable to process what was happening. When she heard the automated notification that the payment had been received, she became even more bewildered.
Li Jie helped herself up against the wall, and when she looked at Madam He, her eyes were filled with pity and sorrow: "Sooner or later you will be crying, shouting, and begging just like me."
Mrs. He stood at the door of the ward, dumbfounded like everyone else present: Wait a minute...?
At that time, Qu Jian'er and Wu Wenlong boarded a suspended bus heading to the abandoned amusement park in the eastern suburbs.
Looking at the amusement park he had poured all his heart and soul into building, Wu Wenlong felt a wave of melancholy wash over him.
Qu Jian'er didn't empathize much and coldly followed the person to the basement.
The dark environment breeds terror.
The atmosphere of corruption and terror was so strong that Hei Dazhu stayed hidden in his bag and wouldn't come out.
Qu Jian'er lifted the pot with one hand, exuding a deterrent force that suppressed the layers of resentment that were running rampant with delusions.
final.
The two of them were at a table.
I saw the wooden thousand-armed deity statue in the shrine.
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