Chapter 399: you are not in good spirits
Chapter 399 You are not in good spirits
"So this woman has done so many things? Why do I only know about her now?"
The discussion about Nanhuang resounded all over Z country.
Nanhuang was still steadily doing experimental research, but as the days passed, some miracles gradually appeared.
Master Rong Wu's mind began to flash past events. Some memories were picked up bit by bit.
The sorrow and pain of the past, the sweetness and love of the past.
A little bit. Everything was so precious and fascinated him.
also made him very jealous!
Xiao Jin and Mimi suddenly remembered something, how hard it was for their mother to take care of them back then. But after all, there are not many memories before the age of 2, and even this is very precious.
Nan Lin remembered more things. After all, his younger sister was brought up by himself. He thought more, and wondered how he could have forgotten.
There are also Yang Bo, Xi Guangyao, Shen Xian... the film star Xie Wen also came back to Xicheng from the Imperial City, and even got married to Jin Qiyun when he came back.
Finally, Xie Yu found Qihuang Medical Center alone, hugged Nanhuang and burst into tears.
Everything is going well, and the lost things are slowly coming back, but Nanhuang is getting more and more uneasy.
It seems that everything is going too smoothly.
It was like the calm before the storm.
…
The fog was blown away bit by bit. Nanhuang seemed to hear someone crying, she pushed through the fog and saw Xiao Jin crying.
"Little Jin!" Nanhuang rushed forward to hug him, but in vain.
Xiao Jin stood aside and rubbed his eyes: "Mom, why did you forget us? Why did you leave us? It's really hard for us to be with Dad."
Suddenly, Xiao Jin raised his head and stared into his scarlet eyes: "Mom, I hate you!"
Looking at such a little Jin, Nanhuang felt a sudden pain of suffocation.
She sat up suddenly, panting heavily.
Dreaming again.
Recently, the test is going well, and the radical cure will be successful in a few days. More and more people in the society remember her, and she is reunited with her relatives and friends. Everything was fine.
However, Nanhuang's spirit has become weaker day by day recently.
She often has all kinds of nightmares.
She dreamed that Master Rong Wu died in front of her, she was powerless to save him, and she was in great pain.
She dreamed that Nan Lin abandoned her, saying that she was incompetent, that she killed her parents.
She dreamed that the three cubs complained to her one by one and left her, saying that she was not worthy to be their mother.
"What's wrong?" The man's steady voice awakened the woman from her trance, Nanhuang shook her head, "It's okay, I had a nightmare."
Rong Wu frowned slightly: "You seem to be dreaming more frequently recently. Are you okay?"
Nanhuang shook her head.
Rong Wuye said: "You are too nervous, the experiment can take a while, you need to rest."
Nanhuang continued to shake her head: "I don't need it."
Rong Wu grabbed her slender arm: "You need to rest."
Nanhuang suddenly lost control, she suddenly raised her head and shouted: "No, I don't need it!"
Fifth Master Rong was startled.
Nanhuang realized that she was out of control, she was sorry, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I might be really nervous."
She grabbed the water glass beside her and took a few sips. "Trust me, I'm fine, I'm sure of myself."
Rong Wu watched worriedly as Nanhuang got up from the sofa and staggered to the laboratory.
In the laboratory, Nanhuang accidentally broke a laboratory test tube.
Xiao Ling worried: "Are you okay?"
Nanhuang shook her head: "I'm fine."
She noticed that her spirit was indeed not very good.
She stumbled to the women's bathroom, washed her face, put her hands on the sink, and took a deep breath.
Suddenly, Nanhuang felt movement in the women's bathroom, as if a girl was leaving the bathroom in a hurry. She raised her head and looked at the mirror in front of her, and suddenly saw Master Rong.
"Why did you come in?" Nanhuang asked.
Rong Wuye: "Should you talk to me?"
Nanhuang turned around, her complexion was not very good-looking, and there were already heavy dark circles under her eyes.
"You are not in good spirits, Nanhuang."
Nanhuang frowned: "You don't have to keep reminding me."
"Nanhuang..." Master Rong held her arm, "I'm worried about you. You know why I'm worried about you."
After being held by Fifth Master Rong, Nanhuang's body trembled slightly. At this moment, she seemed to be resisting his touch.
She shook off his hand, and Rong Wuye's worry flowed from the bottom of his eyes. "How are you?"
"I'm not good."
Nanhuang moved a few steps to the side, suddenly a little irritable and collapsed.
What's up with her? How could she have such emotions towards Master Rong Wu?
She got herself under control, she calmed herself down.
"Rong Feng, I often feel irritable and irritable recently." Nanhuang said. "Sometimes I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality."
After speaking, Nanhuang's eyes showed anxiety.
Everything is changing for the better, why is she a little bit out of control?
Could it be that the experiment was too tense, did she collapse herself too tight?
Nanhuang tilted her head slightly, and said coldly: "I dreamed that you died last night."
Rong Wuye: "That's just a dream."
Nanhuang roared: "You don't understand!"
She covered her forehead: "I dreamed that I took a small knife and stabbed you one by one, more than a thousand times. Then I cried, why did this happen, why didn't I kill you with one knife? Then I Killed you with one blow."
Worry surged in Fifth Master Rong's eyes. "This is just a dream, Nanhuang."
Nanhuang suddenly became anxious: "Don't touch me!"
After a while of anxiety passed, Nanhuang once again felt regret for losing control of her emotions.
She took a few steps back: "You better stay away from me... I can't control myself. I will make a cure, and you and the three little ones will take it. From today, stay away from me."
After finishing speaking, Nanhuang turned around and left the bathroom as if fleeing.
…
In a dilapidated hotel, on a yellowed bed.
A wrinkled, sixty or seventy-year-old woman looked at Mo Shafeng with a strange smile.
"President Mo, we are the same kind of people, I knew it. We were summoned by its power, and we have to deal with her and them! Hahaha!"
Mo Shafeng looked at her with cold eyes: "Bai Meng, if you want me to join you, you have to tell me what you plan to do."
Bai Meng smiled evilly and looked at him: "It's not what I plan to do, Mr. Mo, it's it, it's that thing, it's that altar."
Bai Meng hurriedly rummaged through the room to find a newspaper photo of the family portrait of Nanhuang, Rong Wuye and Xiao Sanzhi. "That thing has made a move. It likes to torture people's spirits, make them collapse, and then completely dominate her."
"You mean it's using some kind of power to weaken who?"
Bai Meng gave him a gloomy look, showing her terrifying white teeth: "Who knows. She's not strong enough inside, who's to blame?"
(end of this chapter)