Chapter 288 Jumped
Ah Hui originally thought that he would need to spend a lot of time to persuade some people, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished saying that he could save the young master, someone over there started cutting his palm with a knife.
After a while, the small bowl Zhao Zhaodi gave to Ah Hui was almost full.
"No, no, it's too much. Take it back quickly."
Ah Hui hurriedly pushed away the hand of the white bodyguard in front of him. The bowl was almost full with him, leaving no space for others.
"Boss, you must save the young master. If you want blood or flesh, just say the word and we'll take it anywhere!"
"Hurry up and get up, it's my turn, boss." The bodyguard waiting in line at the back kicked his talkative colleague away. After dripping the blood, he gave Ah Hui a firm look and stood up to leave.
Zhao Zhaodi didn't expect that her nephew was so popular. The entire family, including more than 40 bodyguards, chose to save Ye Lin without exception.
Ah Hui saw Zhao Zhaodi staring at the things they had collected, and thought that there were not enough people. He asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Too few? I'll go ask my family to bring more people."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to make a phone call.
"No need!" Zhao Zhaodi called him back. "This is enough. I just didn't expect so many people to be willing to save Lin. Okay, okay, leave the rest to me. Don't worry about it."
Zhao Zhaodi waved her hand to signal Ah Hui and the others to move away. She didn't bring an incense burner, and there was no place to burn incense. When she was struggling with the choice,
Owen was quick-witted and rushed to the office next door. He snatched a doctor's midnight snack and took off his watch and threw it on the table: "I'll buy this."
Before the doctor could even close his mouth to eat, the chicken breast sandwich in his hand flew away, and then a watch fell from the sky.
The midnight snack that was about to be in his mouth flew away, and the doctor blurted out a beautiful curse word in an instant: "Fuck you..." His eyes fell on the Cartier watch on the table, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his tongue turned a 360-degree bend, "...You are so handsome."
Zhao Zhaodi put some incense on the sandwich, used local materials, and made a little man out of Ye Lin's clothes. She drew a talisman with cinnabar, pinched the talisman paper with two fingers, and chanted a spell that others could not hear. Then, her fingertips suddenly flicked the talisman paper into the pottery bowl filled with blood.
"rise!"
The moment the talisman paper came into contact with the blood, it spontaneously combusted without any fire. Zhao Zhaodi's face remained calm. He held the fire bowl in one hand and raised the puppet with the other. He lowered his eyes and silently chanted, "Nothing will go wrong. Turn disaster into blessing... Hurry and obey the command. It will be done!"
As soon as the words fell, the puppet in Zhao Zhaodi's hand instantly turned into a pile of debris. The debris and the fire bowl burned together. The fire burned very quickly, and in just two seconds, it disappeared between heaven and earth.
"puff!"
Zhao Zhaodi spat out a mouthful of blood into the ashes. The magic backfired on her. Her hair, which was originally half white, was now expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye until it turned into a full head of silver hair.
Ah Hui stepped forward to support Zhao Zhaodi: "Madam, what are you doing..."
Zhao Zhaodi said weakly, "It's okay. I'm suffering retribution for using forbidden techniques. I won't die."
The dean stood at the door of the emergency room, not knowing whether he should step forward to interrupt their witchcraft ritual and tell this group of people that biologically speaking, Ye Lin had been dead for a minute.
"Oh my God! Jump, jump, he jumps!"
There was a cry of surprise from behind, and the dean turned around with an unhappy look to see who was yelling.
As a result, he saw a medical miracle.
The person who had been dead for a minute had his heart rate pick up again!
Pretending to be dead!
The dean grabbed the door frame to prevent himself from falling to the ground. After a brief moment of confusion, his professional instinct forced him to ignore the abnormality of this matter.
He put on his mask again and ran into the emergency room, "Don't be stunned! Keep rescuing, keep rescuing!"
"Yes, yes, keep going, oh my god this is amazing."
The other doctors were brought back to their senses by his call and returned to their posts. The door of the emergency room closed again.
The subsequent emergency treatment went surprisingly smoothly. The dean suspected that he was not dreaming, or that Ye Lin had changed his body.
Before, Ye Lin was like a ripe tomato that would rot at the slightest touch. But after his heart started beating again, Ye Lin seemed to be growing backwards, evolving from a rotten tomato into a fresh, firm cherry tomato.
After Ye Lin was transferred to the intensive care unit,
Rebecca finally called back. After the call was connected, she bombarded Owen with a barrage of words like a madman.
"What's going on? Where's Angel? How could he be dying? He was fine when I called him yesterday, how could he suddenly get into trouble? Speak! Owen, speak to me! Are you mute?!"
After Rebecca had finished scolding him, Owen interrupted, "Madam, the young master just came out of the emergency room. He is fine for now. This time..."
"What do you mean everything is fine for now?! Is there anything wrong?"
Rebecca didn't want to know the reason at all now, she just wanted to know how Ye Lin was doing.
When Owen finished telling Rebecca the whole story, she was crying so hard that she couldn't speak and even fainted.
She couldn't imagine how desperate she would be when she returned to Italy and faced an empty home alone.
The child she had carefully raised for more than ten years, the child who had never even had a bottle of water, was actually crushed under thousands of pounds of rubble.
How could this happen? Was it really retribution for the Fairburn family's earlier murders and the resulting undue wealth? But why did it have to fall on Angel...?
"So, what did his aunt say?"
Zhao Zhaodi was drinking the nutrient solution prescribed by the dean. Seeing Owen hurried out after answering the phone, she couldn't help but feel curious.
Ah Hui was busy taking care of Zhao Zhaodi and didn't hear what they were talking about. He scratched his head and thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "It seems that Madam Rebecca wants to donate to society to pray for the young master. She asked Owen to do it right away. She will be back tomorrow."
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