Just as she turned the corner, Su Miaomiao heard a little girl's voice.
"Sister, come play with me!"
Su Miaomiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl in a floral dress waving at her from the end of the corridor.
The little girl was very fair-skinned, with dark circles under her eyes, red lips, and dark, black fingernails, just like a paper doll.
Upon closer inspection, one will find that she is not standing on the ground, but rather floating on the floor.
"Sister, come play!"
The little girl was still waving, oblivious to her impending doom.
She was just trying her luck out of routine, but she never expected to meet someone who could hear her voice.
Very good!
This older sister is very beautiful, and she likes this body.
The little girl continued waving, and Su Miaomiao, as if mesmerized, slowly walked towards him.
"Hehehe..."
As they got closer, the little girl giggled, leaped into the air, and suddenly grabbed Su Miaomiao's throat with both hands.
"Smack!"
Su Miaomiao raised her hand and slapped the child hard across the face, sending him crashing into the wall.
"Uh-huh...it hurts!"
The little girl covered her cheek and rolled around against the wall, wailing incessantly.
Why was she beaten?
Why does it hurt so much!
"Waaaah..."
She cried so bitterly that a large amount of yin energy escaped, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.
“Bring it back, and we’ll give it to the little monk later.”
Su Miaomiao sent the Enchantress to catch the little girl, while she herself went directly into the next ward.
The moment I pushed open the door, a dark gun barrel was pointed at the back of my head.
Well!
I was careless!
"Um... would you believe me if I said I came to help you?"
"Are you Su Miaomiao?"
The woman with the gun was quite surprised when she saw who it was.
"Yes, it's me!"
Although Su Miaomiao did not turn around, she could smell a strong stench of blood on her body, but the blood also carried a faint floral fragrance, which was quite peculiar.
The smell was somewhat familiar; she must have smelled this scent in her past life.
The gun that had been pointed at her head was moved away, and Su Miaomiao quickly turned around. The first thing she saw was a head of long, silver-white hair and a face with closed eyes but an unusually pale complexion.
"Are you injured?"
Su Miaomiao saw a large, bloody hole in her chest, the blood almost soaking through her clothes.
"It's alright."
Although the woman had her eyes closed, she walked back to the bed and lay down completely unaffected.
Su Miaomiao didn't expect that she would misjudge; this person was neither a vampire nor a human.
If a person had suffered such severe injuries, they would have died long ago. The fact that she can still threaten me is truly impressive.
"Shall I call a doctor for you?"
Su Miaomiao asked tentatively.
"The doctors came, but it was no use; they couldn't heal my injuries."
The woman lay on her side on the bed, her blood-stained white hair sticking to her back.
Only then did Su Miaomiao realize that the wound on her chest was actually a penetrating wound.
"hiss!"
That hurts so much!
"Since they can't figure it out, why don't I take a look for you?"
Su Miaomiao walked to the bedside and looked at her wound. She could see the flesh and bones trembling, as if something was attached to it.
She touched it with her hand, and a piercing pain made her pull her hand back instantly.
How did you bear the pain?
Su Miaomiao couldn't help but admire him.
She took out the pain relief talismans she had drawn but hadn't finished using, and slapped three of them onto her wound.
The woman immediately felt most of the pain subside.
"Su Miaomiao, you are amazing."
"I haven't asked you yet, how do you know me?"
“You’re a female celebrity. I’ve watched your variety shows and live streams. You’re a member of the Xuanmen sect,” the woman continued.
"Then who are you? Never mind, forget I asked."
Su Miaomiao had barely asked who the other person was when she immediately changed her mind.
This woman is seriously injured, so she must be someone important. Asking too many questions will only make me work overtime.
Su Miaomiao told herself: Think about it carefully, how long has it been since you happily watched a handsome man's live stream!
Handsome man?
Ling Jingchen!
That guy also had white hair and usually kept his eyes closed.
Holy crap, is this woman related to him?
"Too late! My name is Ling Xueyang. I was being chased by my enemies and was injured like this. I am currently on the run."
Ling Xueyang opened his mouth and started spouting nonsense.
It was too late for Su Miaomiao to cover her ears.
She really did have the surname Ling. She didn't really want to ask that question, but Ling Xueyang said something else.
"My younger brother Jingchen thanks you for your care. He said you really enjoy watching her live streams and have given him a lot of gifts."
"..." What a tragedy!
I'm not very familiar with your brother!
While thinking this, Su Miaomiao's hands didn't stop. She took out yellow paper and cinnabar and started drawing.
This time, she needed to create a yellow talisman to restore her health, and some adjustments were made.
She definitely wouldn't have been able to draw it before, but now her soul is much more stable than before, so she can give it a try.
She focused her mind and completed the task in one go.
call!
That's what a master is!
Su Miaomiao picked up the yellow talisman with a touch of smugness and slapped it onto Ling Xueyang's chest. Her palm inadvertently touched something soft.
this……
She slapped her own paw.
"You should rest well. You might recover after a good night's sleep. I have something to do, so I'll be going now!"
Su Miaomiao ran away as fast as she could, and bumped into Mei Nu as soon as she opened the door. She grabbed her and ran even faster.
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